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

"Get lost, you little brat, you have no manners!"

Dr. Fang laughed and scolded.

"You doctors can be so funny? I thought they were all serious-looking with goatees."

The female patient said with a laugh.

"This kid has learned most of my skills, but he hasn't even finished his apprenticeship yet, and he's already starting to annoy people."

"He used to be so obedient. If I glared at him, he would stand at attention and start talking."

"Now take a look."

Although Dr. Fang expressed his dissatisfaction verbally, the smile on his face revealed his satisfaction.

At this moment, Yi Zhongding also finished preparing the medicine, wrapped it up, and brought it to the ward table, saying, "Comrade, this medicine should be taken twice a day. You'll be better the next day. Continue for another day to consolidate the effect, and you'll be fine."

"Little brother, how old are you? Are you married? I have a cousin who just turned eighteen this year, and she's also studying medicine."

"A vocational school graduate from Taipei Medical College, graduating the year after next. Why don't you take a look? She's absolutely gorgeous, like a flower in full bloom."

"I am a female worker in a textile factory, and my name is Bai Manman."

Bai Manman ignored the medicine and went on to talk about it.

Although Yi Zhongding is not opposed to getting married early, he has not yet considered going on blind dates.

All I could do was try to reason with them and get through it.

Bai Manman was still somewhat unwilling when she left, and asked about her family situation again.

Yi Zhongding was, of course, telling the truth.

There is only one older brother in the family who has a job and supports a family of ten.

Just ask if you are afraid of it!

Bai Manman seemed genuinely frightened; she even patted her chest before leaving.

"Haha, you little rascal, you scared them away. If you keep talking like that, you'll be a bachelor for life."

Dr. Fang couldn't stop smiling as he watched the somewhat flustered figure disappear into the distance.

"She's too strong; I can't even imagine what her cousin looks like."

Yi Zhongding also looked visibly shaken.

Do you understand what a "muscle Barbie" is?

It's a size bigger.

I almost couldn't feel her pulse when I took it.

It felt as if it had been squeezed to the bottom by her muscles.

He doesn't judge people by their appearance.

But liking things that look good isn't illegal, right?

"Quite discerning, huh? Why did you bring tea again?"

"This stuff tastes even better than premium quality. Tell me, do you have some kind of high-ranking official in your family? Are you getting special supplies?"

Dr. Fang smelled the teacup.

Even in this traditional medicine clinic, where the aroma of herbs lingers, you can still smell the enticing fragrance of tea.

"I will definitely do it again, I will definitely do it again."

Yi Zhongding flipped through the medical records of the clinic over the years and gave a perfunctory reply.

Could he possibly claim that it was produced by Shennong Space and personally cooked?

This Dr. Fang in front of us is quite remarkable.

In his previous life, he was born with a castration, so he sought out renowned Chinese and Western doctors all over the country.

Finally, I met a master of traditional Chinese medicine at the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

His condition improved somewhat under his treatment.

Although not many.

That master of traditional Chinese medicine is one of Fang Mingqian's disciples.

Infertility is one of the difficult and serious diseases that Fang Mingqian specializes in.

He knew Fang Mingqian in his previous life.

I also know this Dr. Fang in front of me.

He was one of the traditional Chinese medicine masters he apprenticed under three years ago.

He was one of the four initial professors at the Beijing College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, where he was about to study.

After becoming familiar with his master, he also asked his master to diagnose his elder brother and sister-in-law.

Unfortunately, both of them could be said to have damaged their foundations.

Moreover, it has stood the test of time.

The craftsmen were unable to fix it.

The spiritual water in his space also has the miraculous effect of repairing one's foundation.

So we can only wait.

However, Yi Zhonghai and his partner completely gave up, stating that they would raise and raise Yi Zhongding's eight younger siblings.

They could die without regrets.

(Could you gentlemen please hold a poll here? Should we allow Yi Zhonghai and his wife to have their own child?)

"Here, I don't know how much it costs. I only have ten yuan in my pocket. Take it or leave it."

Fang Mingqian listened to his perfunctory words, smiled silently, then took out ten yuan from his pocket and threw it on the table.

"We made a fortune this time."

Yi Zhongding didn't stand on ceremony and simply put it away.

Such things have happened in the past year.

It started when his space began producing tea.

This has happened several times already.

How much money he has depends on how much he has left in his pocket.

He couldn't refuse the money.

"I did wrong you before, didn't I? If you had become my apprentice ten years earlier, you wouldn't have been able to refuse to give me this tea. If you hadn't given me enough, you wouldn't have even been allowed to enter the gate, hmph."

Fang Mingqian said through gritted teeth.

Of course, that was just him joking.

This clinic was passed down from his father.

He has no shortage of money or good tea.

He himself is well-versed in both traditional Chinese and Western medicine.

At the age of twenty, he passed the examination for traditional Chinese medicine practitioner with the highest score in the capital.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he went on to study Western medicine.

In 1954, I was invited to work at what is now the Second Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic in Beijing.

He took on nearly ten apprentices there.

He never accepted any gifts from anyone.

Even his favorite Biluochun tea.

He said that it was an apprenticeship, a task assigned by the state, and a need of the people, and that he should not accept gifts.

Yi Zhongding is his apprentice, and it is only right for him to be filial to his master.

"Alright, I've finished reviewing these medical records. You're not much better than me. You've only seen this many cases in a week at the outpatient department."

Yi Zhongding said with a smirk, "sarcastically."

"Get lost! You're just making me angry. If I had known, I shouldn't have let you through this gate in the first place."

"I can't do it, but you can. If you can, then you do it."

"No, nobody wants you. Hey, nobody wants you yet."

Fang Mingqian first scratched his head in annoyance, then suddenly burst out laughing, his expression somewhat smug.

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhongding fell silent.

That's the truth.

He's not even qualified to apply for a job, let alone be invited.

"Heh heh, you're too green to mess with me."

Upon seeing his gloomy expression, Fang Mingqian felt as refreshed as if he had drunk a bottle of Arctic Ocean soda.

Arctic Ocean?

Oh.

Correct.

It's very hot.

I want to drink Arctic Ocean soda.

Let that brat run the errand.

Yi Zhongding rolled his eyes and happily ran off to buy it.

This is the way the two get along, which is caused by Fang Mingqian's "naughty" personality.

It has nothing to do with etiquette that respects teachers and values ​​education.

This was also the most "unruly" of the three traditional Chinese medicine masters he apprenticed under.

Yi Zhongding didn't understand either.

How could a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners produce such a "street hustler" in the TCM world?

These are the comments given by his other two mentors.

The other two were indeed as Bai Manman had just said.

Long robes, goatee, and impeccably dressed...

Anyway, it fits the stereotype of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners.

He dared not be presumptuous in the slightest and remained extremely respectful.

Fang Mingqian proudly took the soda and took a big gulp through the straw made of green rice stalks.

Then he closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and let out an exaggerated "Ha!"

That little expression on his face was absolutely hilarious.

Then the two entered into a normal master-apprentice teaching mode.

More patients began to arrive at the clinic.

Fang Mingqian let him diagnose everything himself, and then discuss it in detail, which can be described as teaching him step by step.