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Chapter 417 I dare not accept this apprentice

"Apprenticeship?" Weng Quanhai glanced at Zhang Changlin with disdain, "Although my medical skills are crude, not everyone can learn it. I think you should forget it!"

Although Weng Quanhai has some problems with his character, his medical skills are solid. He not only inherits the inheritance from his own family, but also cultivates the strengths of other families through the relationship with his elders. People like him often encounter people who want to come to learn from his master. , because there are many people to choose from, and he is also very strict in choosing his apprentices. Not everyone can worship him as his teacher.

"It's not me, it's Mr. Cheng Yongcheng. Mr. Cheng has always loved traditional Chinese medicine. As soon as he heard that I knew you, he asked me to bring him to your door. A small apprenticeship ceremony is not respectful." Zhang Changlin handed over the gift. He handed it over. Weng Quanhai liked drinking, so he specially found a few bottles of aged Moutai and sent them to him.

Weng Quanhai glanced at the wine bottle, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and then he looked at Shen Long, "It's a good thing that you like Chinese medicine, but you're too old, so I'm afraid you won't be able to learn anything."

Cheng Yong's age is not mentioned in the movie, but from his appearance and the fact that Cheng Xiaoshu is eight years old, we can tell that Cheng Yong should be in his thirties. It is difficult to learn new things at such an old age; although Weng Quanhai likes Moutai wine , but he wouldn’t accept a disciple just for this reason. It’s not like he couldn’t afford it himself.

"Boss Zhang didn't make it clear. I'm not looking for you to learn medical skills. In fact, I have been learning medical skills from your teacher for a long time, but I haven't obtained the qualification to practice medicine yet, so I just want to become your disciple in order to obtain the medical qualifications." Obtain the qualifications for the medical practitioner examination." Shen Long explained.

"Since you have a master, why didn't you ask your master to issue a contract certificate to you instead of coming to my door?" Weng Quanhai became even more unhappy when he heard this. He came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine and his behavior was somewhat old-school. Shen Long's words violated a lot of taboos, so naturally he would not have anything nice to say.

First of all, Shen Long already has a master, and he wants to be his master. In a big way, this means bullying his master and destroying his ancestors. Secondly, if he accepts him as his disciple, if something happens in the future, it will be his reputation that is ruined by Weng Quanhai. , when everyone talks about what happened to Weng Quanhai’s disciple, it’s so unpleasant.

"Although my master has superb medical skills, he has never had a good reputation and has not been involved in the affairs of the industry. In addition, he has passed away now, so he can no longer issue me this contract and certificate. I also don't want my master's medical skills to be lost. , I came up with such a last resort. "Just think of Hu Qingniu as your master. He is really dead, and has been dead for hundreds of years. If you have the ability to dig him out, let him sign a master-instructor relationship contract for me.

"Oh, that's it." Weng Quanhai has also heard about many schools of traditional Chinese medicine cutting off their inheritance over the years. If this is the case, then although his previous words were presumptuous, they are excusable. His tone softened, "Your master What's your name? Which sect is he a descendant of? What did he teach you?"

"I know that the master's surname is Hu, but he never mentioned his name or his inheritance to me." Shen Long couldn't guarantee that Weng Quanhai hadn't watched "The Heaven Slays the Dragon", so he didn't mention Hu Qingniu's name. As for Hu Qingniu's inheritance, he I really don’t know, “My master taught me everything, pharmacology and medicine, inquiring, diagnosing and administering medicine, acupuncture and massage, preparing pills... I know all these.”

"Haha, Chinese medicine is profound and profound, but it's not as simple as you said. Many people would be fine if they could only know a little bit about it throughout their lives. You know everything." Weng Quanhai laughed, he felt that these two guys were just here to make people laugh today. Yes, not to mention he is only in his thirties. If his master had this ability, he would have become a national player long ago, and he would be worried about such a trivial matter.

"If you think what I said is wrong, then you can give me a test! Give me a few questions. If I can't answer them or if I don't answer them well, I'll leave immediately and won't bother you." No one will believe this empty talk. , let’s get practical.

"Okay." Weng Quanhai glanced at Zhang Changlin. He still had the leverage in his hands. He would not give up unless he was given a chance today. Let's give him some problems so that he could retreat.

"I'm not asking you about medicine or pharmacology. Whether it's Chinese medicine or Western medicine, they are all treating patients after all." Weng Quanhai stretched out his left hand, rolled up his sleeve slightly and put it on the pulse pillow, "Come and take my pulse and tell me. It depends on my physical condition."

"Okay, let me wash my hands first." Shen Long was not polite and went directly to Weng Quanhai's bathroom to wash his hands, then came to sit in front of him, gently stretched out his right index finger, and placed one finger on Weng Quanhai's wrist.

Single-finger pulse diagnosis? Generally, for pulse diagnosis, use the middle finger to press the Guan pulse on the inner side of the high bone behind the palm, then use the index finger to press the Cun pulse in front of the Guan, and the ring finger to press the ulnar pulse behind the Guan. The three fingers should be in an arch shape, with the fingers flush. Pressing the fingertips to touch the pulse body is called total pressure. Only when you need to focus on a certain part of the pulse, you will use a single finger. Use one finger as soon as it comes up. Isn't it a bit overwhelming?

"Your pulse is calm, which means you are in good health." Shen Long said with squinted eyes.

Huh? He's quite capable. Weng Quanhai is a doctor himself, and no one knows his own body better than he does. Shen Long's words made him stop being dismissive.

"However, your pulse is a little thin and weak, especially your chi pulse. This is a symptom of kidney yang deficiency. Teacher Weng, although you are in good health, you are old after all, so it is better to be more restrained in sexual intercourse." Shen Long said sincerely. answer.

Zhang Changlin over there snorted and quickly covered his mouth, pretending not to hear anything. Weng Quanhai blushed. He actually went to an entertainment venue yesterday, and he did have this symptom, but it was very mild. Why? He said that he was also a doctor, so he still had some sense of propriety, but he didn't expect that such a mild symptom would be noticed by Shen Long.

"Okay, okay, let's not diagnose the pulse anymore, let's change the topic." Weng Quanhai quickly pulled away his wrist and thought about taking out a small packet of traditional Chinese medicine from the drawer, "Tell me what kind of medicine is in it, this medicine What kind of disease is it being treated for, and what are the requirements for a monarch, his ministers, and his envoys?"

"4 qian for Jiao Shu, 3 qian for Aconite, 3 qian for Ligusticum Ligusticum, 3 qian for Zanthoxylum bungeanum, 1 qian for Wu Yu, 1 qian for Cinnamon. This is the 'Jichuan Drink'. It is mainly used to prepare..." Shen Long said Everything was clear and logical, and Weng Quanhai nodded from time to time.

"Let's talk about it again..." Weng Quanhai became interested and asked him one question after another. Finally, he asked Shen Long to demonstrate some acupuncture skills. Shen Long's acupuncture skills were so good that even he was inferior to them.

Zhang Changlin opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a long time.
Chapter completed!
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