Not many people can even write in black and white. Many people are accustomed to using electronic devices to type, and there are really not many opportunities to actually write.
"No need to bother, just use these." Xu Qingyun waved his hand and said.
It's just calligraphy, how could Xu Qingyun not know it.
When he makes talismans, he uses them frequently and has practiced them countless times. He can control the brush as he pleases. Xu Qingyun doesn't dare to say that he can really compete with calligraphy masters, but he is not far behind.
Yun Shi Guan glanced at Xu Qingyun with some surprise, and immediately said: "I'm here to grind ink for Mr. Xu."
Xu Qingyun just nodded lightly and said nothing more.
It is unimaginable for many people to think that the city manager personally studied ink.
But Xu Qingyun can accept it calmly.
Laying out the white paper, Xu Qingyun dipped his pen in ink and started writing.
Everyone looked at Xu Qingyun with curiosity, wondering what prescriptions he could write, and also curious about his calligraphy skills.
Many Chinese medicine practitioners present are very good at calligraphy. Most of them are used to writing with calligraphy brushes and writing prescriptions with calligraphy brushes.
This is actually a disguised inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine.
As soon as an expert takes action, he will know whether it is there or not.
Xu Qingyun's calligraphy is of authentic style, powerful, vigorous, and solemn, giving people a sense of iron and steel and not to be underestimated. The calligraphy of master calligraphers is just like this.
"Good words, good words!"
The old man who took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone couldn't help but praise him again and again when he saw the word Xu Qingyun.
He found that his calligraphy skills were not as good as this young man's, and he felt slightly ashamed.
In fact, he was not the only one to have this idea. Everyone at the scene who usually wrote calligraphy was impressed by Xu Qingyun and secretly ashamed.
Bai is dozens of years older than Xu Qingyun, but he feels like he is living like a dog.
His medical skills are not as good as others, and his calligraphy skills are not as good as others.
"This prescription is really amazing! It's amazing!" Lin Ping'an paid more attention to the prescription prescribed by Xu Qingyun. After reading it, he was filled with admiration.
Xu Qingyun's prescription is a warming and tonic medicine that takes into account the elderly's body. It is neither a small tonic nor a major tonic. It allows the patient to better absorb the medicine and maximize its effectiveness.
Although it sounds simple, it really tests the prescriber's skills. It is very difficult to grasp the efficacy and potency of this medicine.
After hearing this, everyone turned their attention from the calligraphy to the prescription itself. After taking a closer look and thinking about it, they all felt that Xu Qingyun's prescription was very subtle.
Put yourself in someone else's shoes and put yourself in the shoes of yourself. If you were to prescribe a prescription for Yun Lao to regulate your body, would you be able to master the power of the medicine so well as Xu Qingyun?
The answer is, definitely not.
"Qingyun, today we have truly seen what Chinese medicine is and what a miracle doctor is!"
"We old guys really have a vain reputation!"
It is said that there is a certain order of learning, and there is a specialization in the art.
They were asked earlier than Xu Qingyun, and they were also specialized in the arts, but they were just not as good as others!
While I am ashamed of myself, I am also happy that such an extraordinary figure as Xu Qingyun can emerge from the field of Chinese medicine. This chapter has been completed!