After getting up the next morning, the house was quiet again. I don't know if the three beautiful tenants didn't get up or had already left. However, Wang Dabao ignored them and went directly to Chuncaotang.

Fang Zhongtian was already waiting there, and the two began to classify the good medicines collected by Fang Zhongtian.

On this day, Wang Dabao was more serious, and his movements became more and more proficient. The speed of dividing was twice as fast as yesterday. Yesterday, he had just started, so many things that appeared in his head had to be compared with the real things.

He was afraid that he would forget, but it was different today. He knew that as long as he touched the same medicinal materials, he would never make mistakes again in the future. Naturally, he also wanted to find all the raw materials for the hair-cutting and marrow-cleansing pills as quickly as possible.

The hard work paid off. In addition to what he had searched for yesterday, within two days, Wang Dabao had already identified eight kinds of medicinal materials needed for hair-cutting and marrow-cleansing pills, and they were all of sufficient quality. This made Wang Dabao very excited.

Rejoicing, one-third of this has been completed, and he has only helped sort out a quarter of Fang Zhongtian's medicinal materials. Perhaps after all these medicinal materials are completed, the raw materials for the Mao-washing Marrow Pill can be obtained

.

However, because of being exposed to so many medicines, Wang Dabao already knew a lot of elixirs. However, these elixirs were all about treating diseases, and none of them could be used for training.

Fang Zhongtian looked at Wang Dabao picking so quickly, and secretly murmured in his heart, Wang Dabao didn't divide it randomly, but at this time he carefully observed how many portions of the same medicinal materials were divided.

When there was a slight difference, he knew that Wang Dabao had not fooled him. This made Fang Zhongtian look more highly on Wang Dabao and appreciate this magical young man even more.

"Mr. Fang, you have so many Chinese medicines in the back, why do you sell so many Western medicines in the front?" Having become familiar with Fang Zhongtian, Wang Dabao kept dividing the medicines in his hands and chatting with Fang Zhongtian.

"Well, now Western medicine has quick effects, and most people recognize Western medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine boiled into a concoction is really unpleasant to drink. Few people are willing to drink Chinese medicine juice. Generally, people can only buy it when it is made into finished medicine. But

The medicine is definitely not as effective as Western medicine, so it is difficult to maintain a single Chinese medicine shop, and I can only make money by selling some Western medicine."

"Oh, that's it. When I went to see a doctor in the past, I just got an injection and took some medicine. I never drank Chinese medicine juice."

"Have you never drank it?" Fang Zhongtian looked at Wang Dabao doubtfully and said, "Dabao, you are making a joke on me. You are so familiar with the properties of medicine, I think you have tasted all kinds of herbs like Shen Nong.

"

The two were already familiar with each other, so Wang Dabao asked Fang Zhongtian to call him by his name directly, otherwise it would be quite awkward for an old man in his seventies to call him brother.

Wang Dabao laughed and said, "This may be a talent."

Fang Zhongtian saw that Wang Dabao did not want to explain this matter, and knew that Wang Dabao must have some unspeakable secrets, and said: "Yes, talent is so important. Our Chuncaotang has a history of more than 200 years, from the original Qing Dynasty

It has always been brilliant until the Republic of China. However, after Western medicine entered China, our Chuncaotang became worse and worse. Even my own son went to study Western medicine. So what if he became the dean? Even the ancestors’

No treasure can be inherited."

"Mr. Fang's son is also the director of the hospital. That's really amazing. Now the hospital is a very profitable unit. Not to mention the director, even a doctor can earn hundreds of thousands a year."

"Oh, it's just because he makes a lot of money that I don't like him. He is so obsessed with profit that he has no medical ethics!" Fang Zhongtian shook his head, looking very helpless.

Wang Dabao couldn't help but be even more impressed by Fang Zhongtian. This old man actually had the virtue of a doctor to help the world and save people. In this world... at least it was the first time he had seen such a doctor beside him. At least he wanted to study it now.

Understand that the main purpose of medical skills in your mind is to make money, enough to earn 200 million.

"By the way, Mr. Fang, since you have been dealing in traditional Chinese medicine for generations, your medical skills must be very good, right?"

"My medical skills...sigh." Fang Zhongtian sighed again.

"What's wrong?"

"Dabao, in fact, you should also understand that when we study Chinese medicine, the most important thing is not the theoretical knowledge learned, but the real practice. This is equally important in Chinese medicine and Western medicine. In ancient times, children

When I was a few years old, I started memorizing medical skills and prescriptions, and followed the master to see doctors. After studying for ten or twenty years, I naturally became proficient. I didn't catch up with the good times when I was a child. My father was labeled as a rightist, so I didn't have it at all.

I couldn't practice. I even learned the medical books from my family, but I lacked opportunities to practice them, so I couldn't master my medical skills and had to sell medicine."

Only then did Wang Dabao understand that doctors did become more popular as they got older, and those college students who had just graduated from university didn't have many opportunities to practice in total, so how could they have experience? Plus some people got in through some connections, and even more

It is a lack of ability, especially since the practice of traditional Chinese medicine itself is not much, which makes it even worse. No wonder it is becoming more and more declining.

"Mr. Fang! Oh no, there's a person who fainted outside!" At this time, a clerk suddenly rushed to the backyard and shouted loudly.

Mr. Fang and Wang Dabao hurried out and saw an old man in his fifties lying on the ground, surrounded by several clerks and customers, but no one dared to move.

Fang Zhongtian secretly frowned and fainted in his drugstore. This was a troublesome thing. When he was about to go over and take a look, Wang Dabao had already squeezed in and put his fingers on the old man's wrist.

After a minute, he immediately said loudly: "Everyone spread out and get some cold water."

Everyone was a little confused, but Fang Zhongtian reacted immediately and shouted loudly: "Spread out, don't block the air circulation." Then he personally took a bottle of frozen mineral water.

Wang Dabao poured cold water on the old man's head. After a while, the old man woke up, opened his eyes, groaned, and said, "What...what's going on?"

Wang Dabao smiled slightly and said: "Old man, you just suffered from heatstroke. Drink some more water and don't move around yet. You will be fine after a while."

"Thank you, young man, thank you!" The old man immediately thanked him profusely.

Wang Dabao was ecstatic at this time. It was not that the old man thanked him, but that he had confirmed one thing. He really knew how to see a doctor. When he saw the old man fainting just now, he couldn't help but come over to take a pulse, and then naturally in his mind

Then I knew what kind of disease this old man had and how to deal with it, and he got it right all at once.

This means that because of the direct infusion of knowledge, Wang Dabao became a very good doctor without a little exploration.

Fang Zhongtian didn't think much of Wang Dabao's treatment of a heatstroke patient. Anyone with a little common sense could see this. What's more, Wang Dabao, a rather magical young man, how could he know that this was Wang Dabao?

Dabao saw a doctor for the first time.

Wang Dabao's cell phone rang at this time. The number was Zhou Jianfei's that day. He quickly connected and said, "Hello, Mr. Zhou."

"Brother Wang, where are you now?" Zhou Jianfei's tone was full of urgency.

"I'm at Chuncaotang."

"Then I'll pick you up right away. My daughter has taken the medicine and now she suddenly has convulsions. Can you help me take a look?"

"Twitching? Oh, don't worry, are you twitching and leaning back in a reverse arch shape?"

Zhou Jianfei suddenly shouted in surprise: "Ah, that's it, what's going on?"

"Don't worry, this is a normal reaction, which means the medicine is working. Now you are applying a hot towel to the patient's body to promote smooth blood circulation. She will recover in about half an hour. Why, your doctor didn't tell you

Do you have such a reaction?"

"He just got such a prescription by chance. He didn't know exactly what the situation was, and he didn't say what to do next."

"Oh, then you can deal with it like this first. I will take a look later. Different conditions require different treatment methods."

"Okay, then I'll pick you up later!"

After hanging up the phone, Fang Zhongtian gave Wang Dabao a thumbs up and said, "Dabao, you are truly a god. You already know the symptoms of the patient before you see him."

Wang Dabao chuckled and said, "I happen to know the reaction of taking this kind of medicine." He felt even better. What this jade pendant brings is really great. In comparison, the knowledge it brings is even more than what was prescribed for him.

The doctor who prescribed the medicine didn't understand it either, which made it even more magical.

More than half an hour later, Zhou Jianfei arrived at the door of the hospital in a black Mercedes-Benz. As soon as he got off the car, he excitedly held Wang Dabao's hand and said, "Brother Wang, thank you so much. Your method is so good."

Yes, my daughter no longer has convulsions."

Wang Dabao was modest and said, "Oh, it's nothing. Now I'll go see the patient with you."

"Okay!" Zhou Jianfei said hello to Fang Zhongtian again and quickly brought Wang Dabao to his home.

Zhou Jianfei's home is actually in the same community as Wang Dabao's. They also live in a villa, and it is right in front of Wang Dabao's home. This is really a coincidence. However, Wang Dabao did not say that he also lived here at this time, so he followed

Zhou Jianfei flew to his home.

The villa in Zhou Jianfei's home is the same as Wang Dabao's, but Zhou Jianfei's home is obviously more luxuriously decorated and not as simple as Wang Dabao's home.

The patient was on the second floor. Zhou Jianfei took Zhou Jianfei directly inside. The room was a girl's boudoir. It was decorated in pink tones, but it didn't have the fragrance that a girl's boudoir should have. Instead, it had the unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Taste, but Wang Dabao has recently become addicted to medicine, so I still enjoy the smell.

"Ah, Mr. Wang, you are here." Zhou Jianfei's wife, who was sitting by the bed, immediately stood up and greeted Wang Dabao enthusiastically.

Wang Dabao nodded, and Zhou Jianfei immediately said: "Brother Wang said there are still some things that need him to deal with."

"Please, Mr. Wang, I will leave my daughter's illness to you." Zhou Jianfei's wife quickly stepped aside and allowed Wang Dabao to come to the bed.

Wang Dabao came to the bedside and saw a girl lying on the bed. She looked at him with her eyes open. The girl's face was very pale, there was some sweat on her forehead, and her hair was a little wet.

It was obvious that a lot of energy had been spent just now.
Chapter completed!