The Master Goes Down The Mountain: I Am Not A Son-In-Law

Li Muchen believes that holding a family meeting or something is just an excuse, and people don't want to give it to the truth.

As for the fact that their old Patriarch took the Millennium Huang Jing to the capital to treat people's illnesses, that's even more unreliable.

How old is the millennium Huang Jing?

Generally speaking, the centennial sealwort can be as small as tens of kilograms in size, and the thousand-year-old sealwort may weigh several hundred kilograms.

When you go to the capital to treat people, it is enough to bring a catty or two if you are exhausted.

Li Muchen also asked for not much, just a small piece.

He didn't intend to get it so smoothly, after all, it is a family heirloom, and Huang Jing of five hundred years is indeed rare in the world.

But he was interested in something else.

"Is your old Patriarch's name Hu Yuntian?"

"Yeah." Hu Xiuyi was a little strange, not knowing why Li Muchen asked this, "He is my uncle, do you know him?"

"We know each other." Li Muchen said.

Hu Xiu looked Li Muchen up and down, snorted, and said, "If Master Kun hadn't introduced you, I would have dismissed you as a liar. My uncle died twenty years ago, and you are not too old. You are in your early twenties, how do you know my uncle?"

Li Muchen didn't answer.

He found something strange.

When Hu Xiu said that Hu Yuntian died 20 years ago, instead of disappearing, it can be seen that he is very sure that Hu Yuntian is dead.

Otherwise, with Hu Yuntian's status in the Hu family, if he just disappeared, even after twenty years, Hu Xiuyi, as a junior, shouldn't be dead.

According to Bai Jingjing, Hu Yuntian did die twenty years ago.

But Hu Yuntian had lived in seclusion in Hecheng for a long time at that time, and his body had sunk at the bottom of the well for so many years, but no one found it. It can be seen that the Hu family did not know that he died in Wutongju.

So, how did Hu Xiuyi be sure that Hu Yuntian was dead?

Li Muchen's first thought was family infighting.

But it feels impossible.

If Hu Yuntian was killed by an insider of the Hu family, it is impossible to let his body sink to the bottom of the well, let alone let Wutongju fall into the hands of outsiders.

But if he didn't die due to internal fighting, the Hu family knew about Hu Yuntian, so why didn't they investigate for so many years?

Bai Jingjing said that he had never met Hu Yuntian's family, and even Bai Jingjing didn't know the Hu family in Qiantang at all. It can be seen that Hu Yuntian had no contact with the Hu family before his death, and he never talked about the Hu family with Bai Jingjing.

All this is abnormal.

Of course, it may also be that Li Muchen thought too much.

Hu Xiuyi sneered and said, "Young man, don't cling to relationships indiscriminately. When you get along with others, you still have to be honest and trustworthy."

Li Muchen did not refute either.

He doesn't care what the other party thinks.

"Mr. Hu, I know Huang Jing is your family heirloom, so I just said that no matter what the conditions are, we can talk."

Hu Xiu was a little impatient at first, he waved his hand and said, "There's nothing to talk about, as I said, no matter how rich you are, we won't sell this thing."

"Then what if I exchange things?" Li Muchen said.

"Exchange? What can you exchange?"

"In other words, it can be changed, right?"

Hu Xiuyi was slightly taken aback, his face was a little red.

Just now I blurted it out without thinking, but by saying this, it is tantamount to negating what I said about holding a family meeting.

"Just tell me what you can exchange for it, thousand-year-old ginseng? Or ten-thousand-year black tortoise shell?"

"Medical skills."

"Medical skills? You came to our Tongqing Hall and said that you want to use medical skills in exchange for the treasure of our store?"

Hu Xiu laughed.

"Do you know how many national famous doctors are there in Tongqingtang? Don't talk about them, just talk about my father, Hu Shiyue, a national doctor of Qiantang. Although he is old, he is still making visits. Looking at the whole Nanjiang, he said Medical skills are second, who dares to say first?"

Hu Xiu stood up and made a gesture of seeing off the guests.

"Young man, for Master Kun's sake, I won't drive you away, you can go on your own."

Li Muchen stood up and walked out of Hu Xiuyi's office without saying anything.

He left the National Medicine Museum, and went into the nearby National Medicine Museum.

The National Medical Center is crowded with people, and there is always a queue for registration.

Li Muchen looked at today's number plate, but did not see Hu Shiyue's name.

He asked the security guard at the door: "May I ask Dr. Hu to see Dr. Hu today?"

The security guard took a look at him and said, "Dr. Hu visits for half a day a week, and there are ten numbers in total. You need to register his number at least one month in advance. Young man, other doctors are also good. I don't think there is anything serious about you. , You don’t need to go to Dr. Hu for general illnesses.”

Li Muchen smiled helplessly and said "thank you".

Just as he was about to leave, a small middle-aged man came over and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to call Dr. Hu?"

Li Muchen immediately understood that this was a scammer selling accounts.

"Any numbers for today?" he asked.

The number dealer looked at him like an idiot: "Today's number? What do you think, Dr. Hu's number, people can't get in the line for a month, you still want today. I have next week's number here. Qianwu, do you want it?"

"One thousand and five?"

Li Muchen didn't know that Hu Shiyue's account was so expensive.

The security guard next to them must have heard them talking, and ignored them, and deliberately walked a few steps away.

It seems that he has received a lot of benefits.

"One thousand and five is too expensive? Then don't think about Dr. Hu. I still have a few famous doctor numbers for the day, and they are all three hundred. Do you want it?" the number dealer said.

Li Muchen shook his head and said, "I want Dr. Hu's, and it's not too expensive. If you have today's number, let alone 15,000, I'll pay 5,000."

"Cut, you're lying to a ghost! I won't even accept even one thousand and five, and I still want Dr. Hu's number."

The number trafficker hummed dissatisfiedly and walked away.

The security guard also had a contemptuous smile on his face. He walked over and said with seven parts goodwill and three parts sarcasm: "Young man, listen to my advice. You can see a doctor just as well by calling a different doctor. Three hundred and one numbers are not expensive. "

Li Muchen smiled without saying a word.

He didn't leave because he saw a person walking in the door.

And that person also saw him at this time.

The security guard also saw the man.

The security guard straightened his body and called out respectfully: "Professor Sun, you are here!"

The man just nodded numbly, but his eyes fell on Li Muchen.

After being stunned for a while, he exclaimed in surprise: "Master, why are you here?"

The person who came was none other than Sun Lanqing, a professor at Nanjiang University who was invited by the Lin family to treat Mr. Lin at Hecheng Hospital.

The security guard thought he heard it wrong. How could an old professor in his fifties call a young man in his twenties "Master"?

But he immediately figured out that this young man must be driving a taxi.

Li Muchen said with a smile: "I came to Qiantang to do some business. I heard that Mr. Hu is a good doctor. I wanted to pay a visit. I didn't expect that his account is so difficult to get."

Sun Lanqing laughed and said: "Mr. Hu is a master of traditional Chinese medicine. If you hang up the number casually, the threshold will be broken. But you are different. You are my master. I talked about you with Mr. Hu a few days ago. He I still want to see you. Let’s go, I’ll take you up.”

The security guard stood there dumbfounded.

This time he could hear clearly that Sun Lanqing must have called "Master", not "Master".