At the beginning, he took his seven younger siblings to join Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhongding first walked to Mao'er Hutong.

Then they stopped at the entrance of a traditional courtyard house decorated in an antique style.

He was just standing at the door.

You can smell the aroma of Chinese medicine wafting through the air.

of course.

Those who drink it may not agree that it has a "fragrant aroma".

Yi Zhongding walked in slowly.

Inside, a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue robe was taking a patient's pulse.

I nodded and smiled when I saw him come in.

He nodded slightly onto the tea table.

Then he continued to see doctors.

The patient was a young woman who noticed the commotion and turned to look at Yi Zhongding.

My eyes lit up immediately.

Such a beautiful person.

Yi Zhongding didn't notice the patient's expression and went to make tea on his own.

This traditional Chinese medicine practitioner likes to soak Biluochun tea leaves in warm water.

He then took out a square paper package from his bag.

After disassembling.

There are about two ounces of tea leaves inside.

It wasn't that he was unwilling to give his master tea.

He has plenty of these in his space.

But just because he has a lot doesn't mean there's a lot of it on the market.

This thing is precious.

If he's too lenient and gives away too much, it'll be hard to explain.

On the contrary, just two ounces is just right.

It doesn't seem like a small amount, but it shows that he has done his best.

Deliver in small quantities and multiple times.

This relationship can continue to be maintained.

Biluochun tea leaves are tightly rolled, with visible white down, a silvery-green color, and an alluring emerald hue, curled into a spiral shape.

It is clearly of superior quality.

Moreover, the stir-frying technique is quite superb.

The tea leaves were not damaged in the slightest.

Then pour the tea leaves into an empty tea canister.

He even smelled it before pouring it in.

Confirm that the smell inside is clean.

The master said that if the tea absorbs other flavors, it will taste off and won't taste good.

Yi Zhongding couldn't taste the difference, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it either.

It's always good to be more attentive.

Then I took the kettle from the stove and poured the water into a fairness cup.

He then picked up a palm-leaf fan and fanned himself quickly.

Let the water cool down.

Stop when the water temperature is right.

He was actually thinking: it would be so much easier to just mix it with cooled boiled water.

But the master didn't like it.

He would use a fan when he wanted it to cool naturally or when he was in a hurry to drink it.

reason?

There's no reason for it.

Anyway, when he brews tea, he just adds cooled boiled water.

Anyway, it's been three years.

He never used a fan at home during the summer.

But here.

You have to serve the "water" from time to time.

Then I picked up the kettle and started washing the teapot and teacups, which was also a way of warming the cups.

The teapot was washed clean.

Pour warm water into the teapot and stop when it's about 90% full.

Then add the prepared tea leaves.

Let it sit for 15 seconds before serving.

The tea soup is a bright, tender green color, with a rich floral and fruity aroma.

Good tea.

Yi Zhongding then took the fairness cup and his master's special purple clay teacup and walked up to him.

I placed it on a small table next to me, and poured another glass of it.

Then he said, "Master, the tea is ready."

This series of procedures seems complicated.

In reality, he didn't feel it at all.

People who have been immersed in government offices.

Is this what newcomers do every day?

And if you want to learn someone else's skills, how can you learn without humbling yourself? Who will teach you?

"Come here."

Seeing that he had finished his work, the master gestured for him to take the patient's pulse.

"Dr. Fang?"

The patient was unhappy.

This young man is good-looking, no matter what.

But you can't joke about my body.

This little kid, with such a youthful face, looks even younger than me. How can he be a doctor?

"Don't worry, this is my apprentice. I'm just testing his skills. I'll treat your illness myself."

Dr. Fang smiled, his words gentle yet firm.

Yi Zhongding nodded and smiled at the patient, then extended a hand to take her pulse.

About three minutes later.

He then took the pulse of both the patient's hands and examined the tongue coating.

Tell me about it.

Dr. Fang leisurely sipped his tea.

The tea this kid gave me is the most fragrant, even more fragrant than the so-called top-grade tea on the market.

Just this one sip of tea.

He's determined to take this apprentice as his own.

Yi Zhongding explained the diagnosis in detail.

"continue."

Dr. Fang remained noncommittal, raising his chin slightly, but the smile in his eyes became even more pronounced.

"Hello, comrade, how are you feeling right now? Is there anything that's bothering you?"

Yi Zhongding nodded and asked.

"I feel cold one minute and hot the next, my mouth tastes bitter, my throat is dry, and I have no appetite."

The patient nodded.

Do you have a headache?

"It's throbbing, right here at my temples, like a drumbeat."

"How are your eyes? Are you seeing double or experiencing blurred vision?"

"Wow, that's amazing! How did you know? I thought it was because I didn't sleep well last night."

"That's because I didn't sleep well."

After asking the question and confirming his judgment, Yi Zhongding nodded knowingly.

"That's all. You write a prescription, and I'll write one too. Let's see if they're the same."

Dr. Fang put down his teacup and said with a slight smile.

Soon.

Both of them wrote down the prescriptions.

Yi Zhongding first looked at his master and said, "When evil enters the Shaoyang meridian, the heat of the Shaoyang meridian benefits the liver meridian. The eyes are the orifices of the liver. When the heat attacks the liver and gallbladder, both eyes become dim and red."

"Xiao Chai Hu Tang should be used to harmonize the Shao Yang, with the addition of Dang Gui and Xiang Fu to promote blood circulation, and Antelope Horn to purge liver heat and clear the eyes."

Dr. Fang nodded, smiled with satisfaction, and then unfolded the prescription he had written.

The two prescriptions were almost identical.

It's just a matter of dosage.

Yi Zhongding appeared more cautious.

"May I take a look?"

Curious, the female patient asked.

Dr. Fang nodded and handed her both prescriptions.

Yi Zhongding had already gone to get the medicine for her according to her master's prescription.

His isn't unusable either.

Moreover, the dosage may be more appropriate.

But this is not his clinic.

"Wow, you're the same! That's amazing, Dr. Fang. Is this young man your apprentice? What's his name? Is he married?"

The female patient looked on with great interest after reading the prescription.

"He just graduated from high school. Oh, by the way, you rascal, didn't you say you wanted to take the entrance exam for the newly established Traditional Chinese Medicine University? The results should be out by now."

Dr. Fang naturally changed the subject.

This woman is 26 years old, how could she be worthy of his good apprentice? I've never heard of her having a younger sister.

"I'm here to tell you some good news. I just arrived and haven't even said a word yet, and you're already ordering me around."

Yi Zhongding said with a smile as he prepared the medicine.

He doesn't use a scale to dispense medicine; he just pinches it between his fingers to ensure it's exactly the right amount, without the slightest error.

joke.

What he measured with his mental power was absolutely accurate, even more so than a scale.

"Hey, it's too much trouble for you to make me tea. I should be the one getting up to make it for you. Why don't you take a break? I'll make you some tea and give you a shoulder massage to relax."

"After all, you're a college student now. Oh my, a pillar of the nation, a future guardian of the people, you're amazing. Who knows, one day when I'm bedridden, I'll still need you to do all this."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Fang pursed his lips and sat motionless, speaking in a sarcastic tone.

"Hey, the last sentence is correct."

Yi Zhongding didn't mince words and directly admitted it.