As the saying goes, one day is a teacher, and one's lifelong teacher. This sentence is not a false talk in traditional Chinese medicine, because if you want to learn Chinese medicine well, you must have other traditional Chinese medicine practitioners with excellent medical skills to lead you.

As for how you learn, in addition to the talent of your apprentice, it also has a lot to do with the master's level.

If you really call me a master, you will never change in your life.

"You really want to study medicine with me?" Lynch glanced at him.

To be honest, Wang Xin is going to find him to become a disciple, and Lynch is really shaken by his persistence.

Moreover, even if he doesn't agree this time, he will definitely stick to him like a candy next time.

"Master, I came to you several times, but you didn't agree. If it weren't for the sincerity, then I would have given up long ago." Wang Xin said.

"Okay! You can see three patients in a row. As long as there is no big problem, I will consider it." Lynch asked a question.

This is to test his true strength level, and the second is to see if his personality is still as perverse as before.

"Master, this is what you said. I will show you three patients right away." Wang Xin's face was happy. His diagnosis level had already reached the level of starting a military trained by Zhang Yinshan. If you want to treat someone, it would be just a piece of cake.

"Everyone, whoever you want to see a doctor, I can give you a free consultation!" Wang Xin shouted at the crowd.

However, there were a few people who wanted to see a doctor, but when they saw that Wang Xin was so young, they didn't dare to come forward.

Moreover, he had to become a disciple of Lynch before, but obviously he was not good at medical skills, so he came to find someone to become a disciple. It was definitely not very reliable.

But at this time, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather hurried in from a distance and shouted: "Mr. Lin, I'm here to see you again today, but my stomach hurts a lot."

The middle-aged man had a slightly painful expression on his face. He covered his stomach and rushed to the entrance of the clinic in a few steps.

Moreover, it was not the first time he saw a doctor. When the clinic was just opened, the middle-aged man fell ill and happened to pass by here and rushed into the clinic and tried it. Unexpectedly, the effect was amazing and he didn't have stomachache for several days.

However, I happened to do it again today, so I hurried over and asked Lin Zhengtian for treatment.

"Well, why is it you again? Didn't I tell you that I can't drink anymore?"

Lin Zhengtian frowned and quickly helped the man to the clinic and sat down.

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Lin, I can't help it. People like us who work in sales can drink a few drinks with customers every day. That's a common occurrence. You, please stop talking about it, and help me treat my illness quickly."

"Master, let me do it." Wang Xin took the initiative to ask for his order.

"Well, is this Mr. Lin's disciple?" The middle-aged man glanced at Wang Xin.

"That's right." Lin Zhengtian saw that no one was treating Wang Xin for a long time, so he had to say to him: "Or, just let Wang Xin see the doctor. His medical skills are good and he will be treated very early."

"This is not good, if something goes wrong..." the middle-aged man was a little suspicious.

"Don't worry, I'll stand by. If something goes wrong, I can also see it in time. Let's do this, I won't charge you for the medicine fee this time." Lin Zhengtian said.

"Okay, show it to me quickly, my stomach hurts so much." The middle-aged man spends a lot of money on buying medicine every time, and this time he can save a lot of money. For the sake of the money, Wang Xin gave it a try.

Wang Xin immediately walked up and took the middle-aged man's pulse for a moment, then said: "You are not a simple stomachache, but a very serious alcoholic liver, and it is even developing towards a terminal illness. If you want to survive, it is best not to drink alcohol in the future!"

"Ah? No, it's not that serious, right?" The middle-aged man was startled and turned to look at Lin Zhengtian and said, "Mr. Lin, you didn't say that last time!"

"He is right. If you continue to drink like this, you will definitely become a terminal illness! It's just a trend now, and it's not that point. I prescribed medicine for you last time. You just need to do what I told you. But now, if you don't listen to this, the consequences will be very serious." Lin Zhengtian said, and at the same time nodded to Wang Xin secretly.

His diagnosing of the disease was sharp, which greatly increased the severity of the disease.

Although it is still quite far from a terminally ill, it is also a good thing to let the patient understand the consequences of torture the body like this.

"This, this..." The middle-aged man was panicked and said at a loss: "Doctor Wang, please save me quickly, prescribe some medicine for me, and treat this disease immediately. I promise you in the future. I will never drink alcohol."

"This is not a promise to us, but a promise to yourself that you should not torture your body in the future, but you don't need to panic. I'll give you an injection first to relieve pain, and then prescribe a good medicine for you!"

As Wang Xin said that, he took out his needle bag, spread it out, and gently pushed his fingers, and the two silver needles were pinched between his fingers.

When the middle-aged man saw that Wang Xin was skillful in his technique, he felt much more relieved, so he immediately cooperated with the needle application according to his requirements.

In less than a moment, when Wang Xin pulled out the silver needle, the middle-aged man let out a long sigh, feeling relieved and relaxed all over. The feeling of colic was gone.

"Well, the needle application method is quite standardized and accurate, and I can practice it frequently at first glance." After reading it, Lin Zhengtian couldn't help but nod.

After all, he was trained by a famous doctor and his basic skills are quite solid.

Then, Wang Xin prescribed another prescription and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man could not see any prescription, but just turned to Lin Zhengtian and handed the prescription out for him to see.

"Bugan Gan Yiqi Pills! Not bad..." Lin Zhengtian nodded, then handed it to Lynch and said, "Lynch, you can take a look, his prescription is very clever, and in addition to protecting the liver and detoxifying, it also has certain effects on the gallbladder!"

As the saying goes, the liver and gallbladder are related to each other, and these two organs are actually related.

The liver is responsible for detoxification, and this Bugan Yiqi Pill is to detoxify middle-aged men first and then take care of their health.

"It's okay." Lynch glanced at it and said lightly.

Although it was nothing in his eyes, Wang Xin was very happy to hear this sentence of recognition.

Wang Xin hurried to the medicine cabinet and skillfully captured medicinal materials for middle-aged people. After weighing these medicinal materials, they reached a certain proportion, which played a good role in the effect of the medicine.

Before leaving, Wang Xin gave a few more instructions. After a moment of gratitude, the middle-aged man turned around and left.

Lynch nodded: "Wang Xin, you have passed the first one and have to diagnose two more patients."

A patient cannot explain too many problems. A good Chinese medicine doctor should have certain insights into various difficult and complicated diseases.

When Wang Xin saw the first doctor successfully treating the doctor, those patients who were somewhat suspicious and waited and saw him also walked in.

"Mr. Lin, my son has been feeling uncomfortable these days, but my family doesn't have much money. If I ask this new Dr. Wang to see a doctor, would it still be free?"

A woman walked in with her child in her arms.

This child is about six or seven years old. His complexion is very bad, and he has a pathological abnormal whiteness.

And the mother and son are dressed in ordinary clothes, obviously not a great wealthy person.
Chapter completed!