Zuo Jingyan almost choked to death on her own saliva when she heard Mr. Xing's sudden question. This was too sudden. Why did the old man want to accept her as his apprentice?

Zuo Jingyan smiled and asked: "Is it too late for me to study medicine?"

Mr. Xing said seriously:

"As long as you want to learn, it's never too late. You have a kind heart and are suitable to be a doctor."

It would be a lie to say that he is not tempted. Mr. Xing is a royal doctor, but Zuo Jingyan knows how to take her own path. She cannot treat patients on duty like those doctors.

She wanted to take the medical college entrance examination just to get a medical license. The purpose was to prepare for opening a plastic surgery institution. To put it crudely, she wanted to make money.

To be a doctor, you need to have great virtues, and like a Bodhisattva, you need to have the heart to help all sentient beings. She asked herself if she did.

Learning Chinese medicine is a long process, and it takes at least ten years to become a disciple. Otherwise, it is a quack doctor. She does not want quack doctors to harm people.

Ten years is a long time. Every day I have to memorize medical books, learn about various traditional Chinese medicines, learn to read, listen, and learn, stay with the master and accumulate experience...

She is now very busy and wants to share the work among others.

Moreover, after her career stabilizes, she will have to expand her business territory. She cannot just stick to the few businesses she has now. Her goal is to become a Fortune 500 company.

It is simply unrealistic to spend ten years studying Chinese medicine and abandoning your career.

When Mr. Xing saw Zuo Jingyan and wanted to think about it, the old man became angry:

"Do you know how many people want to learn medicine from me? If I want to teach you, why don't you take it?"

Zuo Jingyan sighed:

"Old man, from the bottom of my heart, I really want to learn from you. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but I am so busy with chores that I won't be able to help the world and save people after I finish my studies, which is a waste of your hard work."

Mr. Xing looked at her deeply: "Is making money really so important?"

When Zuo Jingyan was looked at by the old man, she felt that she was vulgar.

She thought for a while and said:

"Saving people can be through medical skills or doing good deeds. I want to make a lot of money. Once I have money, I can help those in need. This is also great love."

Mr. Xing was silent for a while after listening to Zuo Jingyan's words, and then sighed:

"Okay, everyone has their own ambitions."

Zuo Jingyan said apologetically: "I'm sorry, old man, it's because I don't know how to appreciate others."

Mr. Xing shook his head:

"No, your idea is also good. It's useless to talk about being great. My medical skills can save Brother Song, but buying medicine requires money. I can only prescribe prescriptions but have no money to buy medicine. If you don't help me with money,

Lao Song, I can only watch him die, but I can't do anything about it, so making money is not vulgar, but not having money is terrible. Just remember what you said today, and don't be reluctant to use it to help others when you have money in the future."

Zuo Jingyan smiled and said: "Old man, thank you for your understanding. Don't worry, I will set up a fund when I have money to help those in need."

In this way, Zuo Jingyan missed an opportunity to become a famous doctor, but she has no regrets. There are so many things people want to do in this life, and there will always be regrets. Everyone has ideals, and she is fighting for her ideals step by step.

Walk one step at a time and never waver for anything.

After sending Mr. Xing home, the old man asked her to pick him up in three days. Zuo Jingyan proposed:

"Old man, why don't you come and stay at my house? You don't have to run back and forth like this. It just so happens that my cousin is lonely living alone. You can have someone with you when you go."

The main reason is that Mr. Xing lives at the foot of this mountain, and he doesn't know who owns this house. It's far away from other people in the village and so lonely that no one can know anything.

The old man doesn't seem to be very good at taking care of himself. He probably has to deal with the cold pot and cold stove even when eating.

"Shall I go?"

Mr. Xing was tempted, but he was still a little embarrassed.

"Old man, I had an idea on the way, but I never told you. My house is facing the street. If you open up the yard, you can build a house and a half, which can be used to open a clinic. I will pay for it, and you will contribute. Each person will make half of the profit, and you will

Do you think it’s okay?”

An old Chinese doctor, especially a famous doctor like Mr.

Old Man Xing glared at her: "You are such a mean-spirited girl."

Zuo Jingyan smiled:

"I just have an idea. After all, people need to eat to live, and eating requires money. We can ask the rich to pay more for medical treatment. If the poor cannot afford medical treatment, we can do it for free. Kill the rich and help the poor."

Mr. Xing was amused by Zuo Jingyan's last words: "You still want to kill people?"

Zuo Jingyan said mischievously: "Kill their wallets."

Mr. Xing waved his hand boldly:

"Okay, I'll go back with you to kill the rich and give to the poor, but I've agreed that you can come and study medicine with me when you have time. Only with the reputation of your master can I live in your house."

Zuo Jingyan playfully clasped her fists and bowed: "Master, here I am, my disciple."

Old Mr.

"Haha, good apprentice, help me pack my things. I'll go to Lao Lu's house in the village to buy honey. His family secretly keeps bees in the mountains and has pure honey."

"good."

Zuo Jingyan agreed and started to roll up her sleeves to prepare. Old man Xing stretched out his hand to her with some embarrassment. After he implemented the policy, he refused to go back to work in the original hospital. If he didn't go back to work, he would have no money. Farming in this mountain would mean starving to death.

That's all, I'm short of money.

Zuo Jingyan understood immediately that the old man had no money, so she took out thirty yuan and handed it over:

"Master, I don't know if these are enough?"

"Ten dollars is enough."

The old man only agreed to take ten yuan, so Zuo Jingyan gave him all the money:

"If it's not enough, you have to run back and forth, and it doesn't matter if you don't have a penny in your pocket. The rest will be treated as an advance share."

She knew that if she offered to give it, the master would definitely not take it, so there would be no problem if she calculated the share.

Mr. Xing was really stubborn. After buying the honey, all the remaining money was returned to Zuo Jingyan:

"When the clinic opens, it won't be possible without me, but now I can't ask for your money."

Zuo Jingyan had no choice but to accept it. When she was packing her things, she found that the old man had said that he would never treat people again, but the most he had in his house was all kinds of dried Chinese medicine.

Back in the city, Zuo Jingyan sent Mr. Xing to Grandpa Tang’s new house. There were three rooms there. The east room was for Grandpa Tang to live in. The west room was packed out for Mr. Xing to live in. There was also a small north room.

When Old Man Song is discharged from the hospital, he can stay there temporarily.

It's interesting to think about it, I am opening a nursing home in advance.

Zuo Yuzhu was not at all disgusted by Mr.
Chapter completed!