Send a WeChat to the spirit world

Chapter 105 This thing is expensive
Hey.

Xiao Fan sighed in his heart, the way of nature is the reason why he and the starving ghost keep exchanging; moreover, every time his upper body seems to cause damage to his soul.

But Xiao Fan definitely couldn't tell the truth, so he nodded after thinking for a while and said euphemistically: "Jing Lao is worthy of being the representative of Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine, and he explained the problems that have troubled Xiao for many years. My special physique took a lot of effort. It didn't work out."

It is reasonable for Xiao Fan to become a doctor after a long illness. Mr. Jing nodded thoughtfully, and said guiltily, "Maybe this old man can't help Mr. Xiao anymore."

"It's okay." Xiao Fan shook his head, not surprised; he paused and continued: "Last time on the plane, Mr. Jing said that you have [-]-year-old ginseng, so I'll tell you the truth; I have a secret recipe that probably requires [-]-year-old ginseng To make medicine primers, if it is convenient for you, Mr. Jing, the juniors are willing to buy it for any amount of money."

"Mr. Xiao is out of touch. The precious medicinal material is always a touch of medicinal material to me, so it's okay to give it to Mr. Xiao. It's just..." Jing Lao frowned suddenly when he said this.

Xiao Fan became nervous all of a sudden, and cautiously asked, "Just what?"

Jing Lao shook his head: "This hundred-year-old ginseng is too rare, and its yang energy can make people tonic. So most of the circulating ginseng will not be complete. I'm not sure about it. Can the hundred-year-old ginseng help Mr. Xiao?"

Xiao Fan was taken aback when he heard the words, obviously he didn't expect that the ginseng in Jing Lao's hand was only a small part of the hundred-year-old ginseng?This ginseng is not big, and this is a small piece, how small is it?
"Mr. Xiao, wait for Jing for a few minutes." Jing Lao stood up, turned and walked into the room behind him; not long after, he came out with a trembling wooden box in his hand.

"This is the [-]-year-old ginseng collected by Jing." Elder Jing handed the box in his hand to Xiao Fan; Xiao Fan stood up and took the ginseng with both hands, thanked him softly, and then opened it, feeling a little disappointed: This is just The century-old ginseng is nothing more than a single thing.But Xiao Fan is also a medical student and naturally understands that even this little thing can be of great use, and cutting off a piece of medicine is a great tonic.

But that is for ordinary people, and for Xiao Fan, this insignificance probably won't be of much use; but it's better than nothing, and it's good intentions for Jing Lao to give him such a rare thing to Xiao Fan.

"Thank you, Mr. Jing." Xiao Fan accepted the ginseng and respectfully bowed to Mr. Jing.

Jing Lao smiled faintly, waved his hand to signal not to care about these things, took out a broken book from behind him and put it in front of Xiao Fan, and said: "I have always wanted to sit down with Mr. Xiao and have a good chat. Chat, I just want to talk about the book in my hand, and there are many places in it that I can't understand. If you can get inspiration from Mr. Xiao, then Jing will be really grateful."

Saying so, Jing Lao handed over the scroll in his hand to Xiao Fan; Xiao Fan took the scroll and looked at it, he couldn't help being surprised: Is this a fragment of Zhang Zhongjing's handwriting?Fuck, such an antique thing, let's not talk about how it was preserved, what made Xiao Fan even more curious was how this thing got into Jing Lao's hands.

Xiao Fan opened the first page cautiously, afraid that if he exerted a little force, the remnant book would be wiped out; Jing Lao saw Xiao Fan's nervousness and caution, waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, this is what I asked The imitation made by someone for me can’t be broken, it doesn’t matter if it breaks, it’s worthless.”

"Mr. Jing, where did you get this thing?" Xiao Fan asked incomprehensibly.

"Cough cough" Jing Lao coughed twice, hesitated for a while and said: "I have an old friend who likes to deal with these weird things. I don't want to hide Mr. Xiao. Centennial ginseng was a gift from him."

Inverted fighting is tomb robbery.

Xiao Fan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, and he couldn't help being curious about the story of Mr. Jing when he was young; if he didn't have a legendary life, how would he know his friends who were Dao Dou.

"Hey, that's right!" Jing Lao suddenly exclaimed.

Xiao Fan, who was looking down at the fragmented book in his hand, was taken aback, raised his head to look at Jing Lao and asked in doubt, "What's wrong?"

"Why didn't I think of it, I can introduce Mr. Xiao to my friend, maybe he still has [-]-year-old ginseng." Jing Lao said with a smile.

Xiao Fan was worried about where to find century-old ginseng, and nodded with joy: "Okay! Then I will trouble Mr. Jing again. Come in, if it is convenient, you can give me your friend's phone number, I will You don’t have to bother Mr. Jing if you call him yourself.”

"He doesn't have a phone." Jing Lao smiled wryly and shook his hands, "Tomorrow, tomorrow I will take you to find him."

"Okay." Xiao Fan nodded, glanced at the Zhang Zhongjing fragment in his hand, put it gently on the table and said slowly: "Mr. Jing, where is the bathroom? I'll go to the bathroom first, and then come back Discuss with you carefully the missing and obscure parts of this fragmentary book."

"Okay, okay, okay." Mr. Jing nodded happily, and raised his finger to point to the small room on the front right: "In that direction."

Xiao Fan nodded and walked over there. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Brother Hungry Ghost:
"Brother, I would like to ask Senior Zhang Zhongjing for a favor."

"Xiao Fan, if you want to ask senior Zhang Zhongjing to talk to old doctor Jing Zhonghan, I advise you not to do so." The starving ghost didn't reply to Xiao Fan, but Shu Yue immediately sent Xiao Fan a WeChat message.

Xiao Fan was taken aback, frowned and asked in doubt, "Why?"

"First of all, your body can't bear it at all. Secondly, no matter what kind of person Zhang Zhongjing was, he always has attachment to the world. After a long talk with Mr. Jing all night, it's hard to guarantee that he won't want to stay in your body like this. Sanjing Lao is not an ordinary person, he can clearly feel that the person chatting with him is not alone, if you let him know your secret, it will not be good for you, at least I believe that Lin Jianguo will know."

Shu Yue replied seriously to Xiao Fan's long text, obviously not joking with Xiao Fan.Xiao Fan seriously read Shu Yue's words in the bathroom, sighed softly and replied: "Then what should I do? Isn't that going to reveal my secrets? Why can't I find a reason to leave at this time?"

Thinking about Xiao Fan's embarrassment, he didn't want Mr. Jing to be disappointed, but at this moment the starving ghost returned to Xiao Fan:

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Xiao Fan thought for a while, and deleted the words I want to get up in the chat box at the beginning, and asked after a moment of hesitation: "Brother, can you ask Senior Zhang Zhongjing for me if he has written a manuscript before?" Ah, it is about the records and treatment methods of some difficult and miscellaneous diseases including Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases."

After waiting for a few minutes, the starving ghost returned a message to Xiao Fan: "Yes. I wrote it."

"Can you ask the old man to send me the full version, preferably something simple and clear." Xiao Fan thought for a while and said.

"Everything sent to you will be automatically converted into something you can understand. But..." The starving ghost's message was interrupted, and the other half of the message was sent after a while: "Yes, but this Things are expensive."

Wanting me to be energetic again, Xiao Fan wailed depressedly in his heart, this time he refused to let go, and planned to be a white wolf with empty hands: "Brother, no, I already owe a lot, and I really can't survive this year Birthday. My birthday is next month"

"..."

Shu Yue sent Xiao Fan a burst of ellipses.

It took a while for the starving ghost to reply to Xiao Fan: "Hey, I haven't even said anything yet, why are you so anxious, who told you that you're going to lose your energy, I just want to have an update with you, more , Er, a further transaction."

"What deal?" Xiao Fan couldn't help but thumped in his heart when he heard the words, and subconsciously put up a little bit of defense; for further deals, does he have anything more interesting to them than spiritual energy and promotion?

"Of course, I've always been trustworthy when doing business. As long as you agree to make further transactions with me, the spirit you owed me before will be wiped out!" The starving ghost seemed to be very generous, and he took the ass that Xiao Fan owed before. Debt, one sentence to offset.

This made Xiao Fan more cautious and asked, "What kind of deal is it?"

"Now is not the time to tell you. I will tell you when you break through the current realm, but you have to promise me first. Otherwise, you will definitely not be able to get the complete manuscript today."

After the starving ghost finished negotiating the conditions, he began to torture Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan thought to himself, he didn't have anything for them to worry about. As for his body and soul, he had fucked them before, and they kept raising his spirit, so what could be the worst?

And they didn't look like they wanted to force him to death all at once, gritted their teeth and Xiao Fan nodded back: "Okay, I promise you"

"Okay!" Seeing that Xiao Fan agreed so readily, the starving ghost sent the full version of the handwritten scroll to Xiao Fan without saying a word: "Hey, click on it, these are all in the form of signals, which are better than your old ones." Martial arts are even more high-end, and it can enter your brain when you open it."

Fuck, it's so good, Xiao Fan's heart suddenly felt that he was still thinking about how to chat with Jing Lao just now, he thanked the starving ghost, and hurriedly put away his phone and walked outside.

When Xiao Fan came out, Jing Lao, who had been sitting there before, had his hands behind his back, pacing back and forth anxiously, obviously waiting for Xiao Fan for too long, and he was a little anxious.

Seeing Xiao Fan coming out, Jing Lao looked overjoyed, and quickly got down on his seat, pulling Xiao Fan's chair a lot closer to him. I don't know when Jing Lao also placed a bright retro horse lantern on the table ; It will not affect the sight of two people at all because of the darkness.

"Mr. Jing, this manuscript is the posthumous work of Zhang Zhongjing, the medical sage. I hope Mr. Jing can point out the juniors who may have misunderstood many things; so that the juniors can also make progress together in the process of discussing with you." Xiao Fan humbly arched He cupped his hands, and at this moment, as long as he made up his mind at this moment, the complete page by page of Zhang Zhongjing's handwritten copy of the vernacular version that had been clearly translated in his mind would appear clearly.

Which page is the handwritten fragment in his eyes, and which page is compared in his mind; this makes Xiao Fan feel like he is taking an exam, but the answer to the exam is right in front of him!
At the beginning, he still listened to Mr. Jing's questions, but later on Xiao Fan couldn't hold back, and explained it to Mr. Jing from beginning to end, and even said the missing Xiao Fan that was not in the fragmented copy.

From the mentality of the discussion at the beginning, Mr. Jing was completely overwhelmed by Xiao Fan in the end. He just looked at the eloquent Xiao Fan with a dumbfounded look, and interrupted Xiao Fan once in the middle. This is the only interruption. Instead of going to the toilet, he rushed to the room with lightning speed and took out the banknotes, and carefully wrote down every word Xiao Fan said like a student.

Li Jian, who came back from work in the middle of the night, was taken aback when he saw the scene in front of him, and wiped his eyes as if he had misunderstood Xiao Fan and his teacher.

But after a closer look, Xiao Fan was indeed the one who was giving lectures, while Jing Zhonghan was the one who listened carefully to the lectures and made a learning gesture, asking questions seriously and taking notes from time to time.

Even his own teacher is like this, what reason does Li Jian have to rest?He also silently stood behind the two of them, and listened to Xiao Fan's lecture together, and the expression on Li Jian's face also followed Xiao Fan's lecture, the more he listened, the more surprised he became, and the more he listened, the more energetic he became!
He feels that Xiao Fan is a living treasure of Chinese medicine, and what he talks about is actually a lot of fuzzy concepts of Chinese medicine.

One night, the teacher and the apprentice were hungry and thirsty. When the sun came out the next morning, and Xiao Fan had finished explaining the entire fragmented original textbook, the two of them were still staring, as if they still hadn't finished.

Jing Lao looked at the fragmented copy he put on the table, then at Xiao Fan, and suddenly smiled, he picked up the fragmented copy on the table and threw it into the trash can, shook his head and said: "I will take this fragmented copy It is regarded as a treasure, but Mr. Xiao did not turn a page of it all night, but explained everything in it thoroughly. What use do I want this fragmented copy? It is not as valuable as this notebook of mine!"

Elder Jing waved the notebook in his hand triumphantly, stood up respectfully and bowed to Xiao Fan again, but changed his name to Xiao Fan: "Teacher, please be respected by the students."

amount……

Xiao Fan knew that when he came down this night, Mr. Jing probably worshiped him to the sky; fortunately, it doesn't matter if he is a teacher for a while;

Li Jian, who was next to him, was quite embarrassed, and followed Mr. Jing to pay respects to Xiao Fan, and shouted: "Master Zu."

(End of this chapter)