The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

Seeing Mu Sheng's slightly surprised eyes, Qin Lin who was standing aside was even more proud.

"You know my grandfather is amazing, Yanjing's number one genius doctor is not self-proclaimed!"

"That's right, you looked arrogant and conceited just now, and now seeing my master make a move, I'm afraid I've been scared to death?"

"If you know you're afraid, why don't you kneel down and apologize? Maybe my master sees your sincerity and is willing to teach you a trick or two."

Many disciples were proud of themselves. Qin Shouran's medicine skills were well-known far and wide. They spent a lot of connections to finally join Qin Shouran's sect. How could Qin Shouran's medical skills be comparable to Mu Sheng's?
Mu Sheng looked at it lightly, without speaking, but there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qin Shouran is capable, but he has not done everything right.

A doctor should be bold and careful, with steady hands and strong hands. This Qin Shouran is very accurate in the preparation of medicinal materials, and the technology of refining medicine has extremely high requirements on Qi and blood.

People who refine medicine must practice martial arts and be full of energy and blood. Only such people can refine medicine pills to make them 100% effective. The brewing of some medicine medicines requires high energy and blood, and martial arts is a must. Only the strength of the master can be refined.

However, Qin Shouran is just an ordinary person, and he is already over fifty years old, so he doesn't have enough energy and blood, so even if he uses the five-in-one medicine technique to refine medicinal materials, the refined medicine is only seventy percent effective. Mu Shengshang is better than him, not to mention Mu Sheng after he got the second half of "Mysterious Gold Book".

Seeing Mu Sheng shaking his head secretly, Qin Shouran couldn't help frowning, but he didn't show it, and continued to grab two handfuls of medicine from the medicine cabinet.

The medicinal cauldron was boiling the medicine, and the whole room was filled with the fragrance of the medicine.

As the chunky middle-aged man swallowed the two elixirs, everyone looked at the chunky middle-aged man's face intently, as if they wanted to see what had changed in the latter's expression.

Several other patients were also attracted by this scene, watching with relish, it is a rare scene for Shen Yi Qin to heal patients.

Half an hour later, Qin Shouran got up, put a glass of water in front of the patient, and said, "Drink it, and you'll be fine after you go to the toilet."

"But, I don't want to go to the toilet at all?" The patient looked blank.

However, the next second.

He suddenly felt his abdomen twitching, and immediately drank the water, and then ran out of the door and into the toilet clutching his stomach.

It took a full 5 minutes before he walked in with his face flushed while holding the corner of the wall.

"Grandpa, the tea is ready." Qin Lin said, holding a cup of hot tea from the side.

Qin Shouran took the hot tea, blew on it, and said to the short, fat middle-aged man who came in from the door: "How do you feel now?"

"I, my lumbar disc..."

The short, fat middle-aged man was still immersed in the discomfort of diarrhea, but after being asked by Qin Shouran, he suddenly regained his energy, only to realize that when he ran out just now, he didn't even notice the pain in his waist.

"I'm healed. My lumbar disc pain in the past few years has healed!"

The patient smiled excitedly, twisting/moving from side to side, but he didn't feel any pain at all. He looked at Qin Shouran in surprise, and said, "Miraculous Doctor Qin, you are really amazing. I have been to dozens of hospitals to see it, and I have treated it several times. Ten times, it is not as good as your cure this time!"

The root cause of this kind of patient is very serious. Generally, the doctors in their clinic will slowly cure him with traditional Chinese medicine, because it takes a long time and can get more money.

But this time, in order to show off his strength in front of Mu Sheng, Qin Shouran didn't hide it at all, and went straight to it, using all his unique skills. That's why this short, middle-aged man felt a sense of excitement of instant recovery.

"Well, but traditional Chinese medicine still focuses on nourishment. I'll prescribe two more herbs for you. You'll be completely cured if you take it for a week." Qin Shouran said lightly, "Remember to exercise more in the future and don't sit for a long time, otherwise the next time you come, I can't cure you either."

"Thank you, thank you Divine Doctor Qin, I will definitely take care of my body in the future!" The man said with a grateful expression on his face.

This look of excitement infected those who were still lying on the hospital bed. They all looked at Qin Shouran with excitement on their faces, and they couldn't wait for Qin Shouran to be cured.

"Master Qin, this 20 yuan is just a small idea of ​​mine, please accept it." The short, fat middle-aged man suddenly took out a bank card and placed it on the table.

Qin Shouran didn't shirk, and reached out to take it.

Seeing the grateful expression on his face, Qin Lin was elated, as if he had cured the patient. He studied Chinese medicine not only to cure diseases and save lives, but also because this industry was very profitable.

These days, there are only starving scholars, how can there be poor doctors?
Even in troubled times, as long as you can cure diseases, you will be able to have a full bowl of rice. There is never a shortage of patients in this world.

"Mu Sheng, can we appreciate your alchemy now?" Qin Lin turned his head and looked at Mu Sheng provocatively.

Mu Sheng nodded and said, "Of course."

After finishing speaking, he walked up to the small medicine cauldron and said, "Master Qin, can you lend me your medicine cauldron?"

Mu Sheng came to smash his brand, how could Qin Shouran have a good impression of him, but if the medicines are made differently, how can he distinguish the strength?He nodded unwillingly and said, "Take it and use it."

"Okay, sir, please wash the alchemy cauldron for me. I refine medicine, and I don't like the residue in it, which will affect the effect of my medicine refining." Mu Sheng said.

What did he mean when he said this and made those apprentices half dead with anger?Still dislike the medicine cauldron used by their master?
The disciples around him didn't retort, but they still reluctantly took the medicine cauldron and cleaned it up.

At this time, Mu Sheng also walked up to a young patient in a suit and asked, "What's wrong with you? Tell me what's wrong with you?"

"Can you do it?"

The young man looked at Mu Sheng with disdain. He thought it was Qin Shouran who treated him, but it turned out that it was this young man. He kept looking at Mu Sheng with disdain.

If he had a choice, he would definitely not choose Mu Sheng to treat him. He is still young and strong, so he doesn't want to make fun of his body.

"Don't worry, Qin Shouran, he's not as good as me." Mu Sheng said with a smile.

"You, what did you say?"

"Boy, are you too arrogant?"

"If you say my master is not as good as you, what are you?"

Qin Shouran's apprentices were filled with righteous indignation and reprimanded them angrily.

Insulting their master?Bah, don't piss and look in the mirror to see what you are!
Seemingly infected by Mu Sheng's smile, the young man finally nodded and said, "Okay, brother, I'll trust you once, don't mess around."

After all, he told Mu Sheng about his physical illness and the cause of pain.

Mu Sheng nodded to show that he understood, then walked to the next plump woman and asked, "Madam, what's wrong with you?"

"What do you mean?"

The young man was dumbfounded.

I just asked, and I didn't cook medicine or treat it, so I just left?