Early the next morning, Wang Yaoshi Wang Zichang came over after a long journey. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mr. Long drinking porridge and water under Linglong's service.
"Master Long, are you okay?" Wang Zichang was overjoyed, and the fatigue on his face disappeared.
He and He Yizong had received favors and assistance from Mr. Long in their early years and had resolved several life-and-death crises. Because of this, if Mr. Long was in trouble, they would definitely come.
"It's the pharmacist. I heard from Linglong that you rushed back to take the Millennium Snow Grits that saved Zhenruo's life, but your trip was in vain!" The old man motioned to Linglong to put down the porridge and water, and said with a hearty smile.
"As long as Mr. Long is fine, it doesn't matter if he makes more trips. But, what happened in the two days I left? Why did so many people call me? I was so anxious that I didn't answer any of them!"
Pharmacist Wang stepped forward and felt the old man's pulse.
He is famous for his medicine, but medicine is not divided into different families, and his medical skills are not much worse than those of other medical schools.
"Old Wang, you have not been here for the past two days, but the situation has suddenly changed. Your little friend has turned the tide. To be honest, in my entire life, I have never seen such a powerful young man. He is really formidable!" He Yizong clicked his tongue.
Tongue, face full of emotion.
"Chen Fan?" Pharmacist Wang was stunned for a moment, then relieved.
He was familiar with the people of Beiwu Road to some extent. If anyone could bring Mr. Long back to life, it would be Chen Fan.
"Grandpa Wang, Linglong has something to ask you!"
Before He Yi Zong could speak, Linglong suddenly saluted respectfully towards Pharmacist Wang.
"You girl, why are you being polite to Grandpa Wang? Just say it!" Pharmacist Wang was happy and laughed.
"Grandpa Wang, it's like this. My cousin said that although the poisonous insects in grandpa's body are gone and the poison can be treated and eliminated, his body is still too weak. Cousin knows how to make medicine. Linglong wants to ask Grandpa Wang to help him.
We can't sell your thousand-year-old snow grits to Linglong. Linglong begs her cousin to make a potion of health-preserving medicine to help grandpa get better faster!" Linglong said cautiously.
Pharmacist Wang was stunned.
"Why, Old Ghost Wang, are you still reluctant to let go?" He Yizong laughed and scolded.
"Go, let's go. If it hadn't been for Mr. Long, the grass on the old man's grave would have been several meters high. Why would he be reluctant to part with it? It's just a thousand-year-old snowgrass tree!" Pharmacist Wang retorted, but the pained expression on his face was what everyone loved.
You can see it.
"Pharmacist, how about..." Mr. Long was a little embarrassed.
Snow grits are common, but thousand-year-old snow grits are truly treasures and extremely rare.
"Long Ye, don't say any polite words. Linglong, take this snow grits. Grandpa Wang gave it to you, but can you tell your cousin if he can let me watch from the sidelines while he is refining the medicine?
Second, I have had this Millennium Snow Grits for several years, but I just don’t know how to use it, and it has become a problem for me in the past few years!"
"Old Wang, you are really a ghost, but if little friend Chen Fan allows me, I would also like to observe you." He Yizong chuckled.
Linglong breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly, "Grandpa Wang, please wait a moment, I will ask my cousin!"
"No, I'm here!"
At this moment, Chen Fan walked in.
Pharmacist Wang suddenly felt a little embarrassed, as if he had been caught red-handed.
"Cousin, Grandpa Wang and Grandpa He want to see you refining medicine, do you want to watch?" Linglong said with some embarrassment.
She is also a practitioner, so she naturally knows the taboos of practice.
"Since Senior Wang is willing to give up his love for Thousand Years of Snow Rice, there is no problem in watching from the sidelines. Senior Wang, I see that your and Senior He's energy and blood are a little weak. Although you pay great attention to health preservation, the effect is minimal. I have a set of health preservation skills here.
The method is derived from medical qigong. If you two don't mind, you can practice it." Chen Fan said with a smile.
He Yizong and Pharmacist Wang were suddenly surprised. Wang Zichang couldn't help but ask, "Little friend Chen Fan, we both know some of the doctor's qigong, but we can't do anything famous. This qigong of yours..."
"Yes, this is a set of cultivation techniques. Although it does not have the same strong combat effectiveness as other techniques, it is enough for maintaining health!" Chen Fan said with a smile.
The two of them were immediately overjoyed, and there was no reason why they didn't want to.
"Little friend Chen Fan..."
Mr. Long looked at it with envy. As soon as he opened his mouth, Chen Fan smiled and said, "Old man, you are Linglong's grandfather and also my elder. Just call me Chen Fan!"
"Okay, then I'll take some advantage. Chen Fan, you gave them the exercises, then I..." the old man asked with a smile.
"You are not in good health, especially because you have too many hidden wounds and old illnesses from your early years. It is better to cultivate yourself first!" Chen Fan half-smiled, "When you have recovered your health, I guess you won't need me to teach you anything."
Got it!"
The old man was stunned for a moment and then understood.
"The younger generation is terrible. That old man, I'm counting on you!"
Chen Fan nodded, thought for a while, found a pen and paper, and quickly wrote down dozens of medicinal materials.
"Senior Wang..."
"Chen Fan, please don't be so polite. We two old men don't dare to pretend to be seniors in front of you. We asked our elders to call us brothers. We can't bear it!"
"Yes, Chen Fan, let's talk about our own things, let alone those of our seniors. It sounds old!" He Yi Zong also said with a smile.
Chen Fan nodded. He never cared much about these things.
"Since the two brothers have said so, I'm not polite. I still lack some auxiliary medicinal materials. Brother Wang, you are a pharmacist, so I have to trouble you with these medicinal materials!"
Pharmacist Wang took the paper and just glanced at it before he was attracted.
Chen Fan prescribes many types of medicinal materials, and most of them seem messy, but as he is familiar with medicines, he quickly discovered some of their mysteries.
"Chen Fan, you can find all these medicinal materials, but you might as well add some other medicinal materials in it, so as not to let someone get the prescription, and the gain outweighs the loss!"
Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Pharmacist Wang meant.
"In that case, I will add two more recipes and give them to you, Lao Wang!"
Chen Fan smiled, casually wrote two more prescriptions of medicinal materials on it, and handed it to Pharmacist Wang.
Pharmacist Wang thought Chen Fan was just talking, but when he took the piece of paper and looked at it for a moment, he started to tremble all over.
"Old Wang, what's wrong with you?" He Yizhong stepped forward and pushed Old Wang.
Is this old guy crazy?
"Old He, come and see, are these two incomplete ancient prescriptions?" Pharmacist Wang pulled He Yi Zong over and said excitedly.
"What the hell..." He Yizong took the paper and looked at it, and was stunned.
"Brothers, this is a little gift for you two. The ancient recipe cannot be buried. If one more person knows about it, one more person can be saved." Chen Fan said with a smile.
He Yizong and Pharmacist Wang both turned their heads and stared blankly at the young Chen Fan.
These two prescriptions are worth more than a thousand pieces of gold, so just give them to them like this?