An old man with white beard walked in.

Wu Renyang immediately greeted him with a smile all over his face: "Master, do you want to see a doctor?"

The old man did not answer Wu Renyang's words immediately, but looked Wu Renyang up and down, and nodded slowly after a while.

With his hands behind his back, the old man calmly sized up the somewhat crude Huichun Hall, and finally set his eyes on Xu Qingyun, sized him up again, and nodded slightly.

"Grandpa, sit down. Let our new little genius doctor from Huichun Hall show you." Wu Renyang beckoned the old man to sit down.

The old man sat down, but did not speak, but slowly stretched his arms in front of Xu Qingyun.

Chinese medicine has always paid attention to the combination of four diagnosis methods of "seeing, hearing, asking and feeling". Among them, the most test of a Chinese medicine level is to feel the pulse, which is also called pulse diagnosis.

Seeing the old man's actions like this, Xu Qingyun didn't speak. He smiled slightly, stretched out three fingers, put them lightly on the old man's ruler, and then closed his eyes slightly.

After a while, Xu Qingyun opened his eyes, and looked at the old man in front of him with some surprise.

The old man still just looked at Xu Qingyun, and still didn't speak.

Xu Qingyun withdrew his hand for taking the pulse, and with a smile on his face, he slightly arched his hands at the old man and said: "It turns out that he is a fellow, so I'm sorry and disrespectful!"

Hearing this, the old man immediately raised his eyebrows, his face changed slightly, and he said, "Little doctor, what do you mean?"

Wu Renyang on the side was also puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, and looked at Xu Qingyun suspiciously: "Qingyun, what do you mean?"

Xu Qingyun smiled slightly, and said: "The old man's pulse condition is stable, and the energy of yin and yang is even. At the old man's age, with such a pulse condition, it is obvious that he knows how to keep in good health and how to take care of his body."

"Besides, if I'm not wrong in my judgment, the old man is still practicing martial arts, and there are boxing and palm in his body, which should be Taijiquan and Baguazhang."

"Medical and martial arts, both of which are cultivated, naturally he is a person of the same path as me."

Wu Renyang listened to Xu Qingyun's words in a daze. He felt that Xu Qingyun was talking nonsense. It only took less than a minute to feel the pulse, so he could see it. Just kidding!

But who knows, the next second, the old man stood up suddenly, staring at Xu Qingyun with a pair of eyes that were extremely surprised, his eyes were full of radiance, and finally he laughed and said in admiration: "Good, good, good! It's amazing, amazing!"

Saying hello three times in a row shows the old man's appreciation for Xu Qingyun.

"Little genius doctor, you are really a little genius doctor! You can tell these things just based on the pulse condition, and all of them are right, even the Taijiquan and Baguazhang I practiced are right. It's amazing!" The old man praised Can't help but say.

Upon hearing this, Wu Renyang's eyes widened to the extreme, with an expression of disbelief, he looked at Xu Qingyun and then at the old man.

Xu Qingyun just smiled slightly, accepting the old man's praise frankly.

"I don't know, old man, your name." Xu Qingyun asked with a smile.

The old man cupped his hands and said with a smile: "This old man is Lin Pingan, an old Chinese doctor from Ci'an Hall in Yuncheng."

When Xu Qingyun heard this name, he didn't have much reaction.

But Wu Renyang staggered and nearly fell to the ground in shock.

"You, you are always Lin Ping'an, the genius doctor of Ci'an Hall." Wu Renyang looked at the old man in astonishment, and stuttered a little.

In Yuncheng, when it comes to Chinese medicine, most people will think of Ci'an Hall, and then think of Lin Shenyi, Lin Ping'an.

Unexpectedly, such a big figure in the field of Chinese medicine, an existence like Taishan Beidou, would visit his little Huichun Hall today.

It's no wonder Wu Renyang lost his composure.

"I don't dare to be a genius doctor." Lin Pingan smiled humbly, then looked at Xu Qingyun, cupped his hands slightly and said, "Recently I heard that a powerful little genius doctor came to Huichuntang. I still look forward to Haihan."

"It's okay, the old man is serious." Xu Qingyun said with a smile and waved his hands. He is not the kind of stingy person, and the most important thing is that he has nothing to lose.

Seeing this scene, Wu Renyang couldn't calm down for a long time.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, one day my Huichun Hall would welcome the Ci'an Hall, a genius doctor from Lin, to visit in person, and he kept his attitude so low that he didn't mean to look down on his small temple at all.

"Wu Renyang, I actually knew your father, but you may not know it." Lin Pingan suddenly looked at Wu Renyang and said.

Hearing this, Wu Renyang looked at Lin Pingan in surprise, he really didn't know that Lin Pingan knew his father.

"I, Lin Ping'an, don't really admire many people in my life, but your father Wu Huichun is one of them."

"Wu Renyang, no matter what you did in the past, but since you have taken over this spring hall from your father, you should drive him down. Now that Chinese medicine is in decline, if we don't do our best, Chinese medicine may one day come to an end." It will really perish." Lin Pingan said with emotion.

When Wu Renyang heard this, the look on his face changed from shame at the beginning to firmness.

"Don't worry, no matter what, I will open Huichun Hall." Wu Renyang assured, patted his chest.

"Okay, okay." Lin Pingan nodded.

Xu Qingyun couldn't help but look at Lin Ping'an more.

Although he doesn't know Lin Pingan very well, from what he said just now, it is enough to see that the old man's love for Chinese medicine is still a little powerless.

In the following time, Xu Qingyun and Lin Pingan chatted freely.

The two are both Chinese medicine practitioners, and they have many common topics, such as pharmacology, medical theory, acupuncture, etc., can be discussed.

Lin Pingan was gradually impressed by Xu Qingyun's profound knowledge. He found that he didn't know as much as the young man in front of him. He knew what he knew, and he knew what he didn't know.

Xu Qingyun also thinks that this old man Lin is good, he is upright, and he is a benevolent doctor.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door.

Is there a patient?

Wu Renyang thought to himself.

But I saw a familiar figure walking in, holding a brand new pennant in his hand, with a letter of horoscope.

Rejuvenation with a wonderful hand, Hua Tuo is reborn

Both Xu Qingyun and Wu Renyang knew this person, and it was Wen Xiangshan who came to treat insomnia that day.

As soon as he entered the door, Wen Xiangshan saw Xu Qingyun, he walked up quickly, handed the banner in his hand to Xu Qingyun, and said excitedly: "Thank you, Doctor Xu, thank you for curing my illness, I will In the past two days, I have slept until dawn, and I have never had insomnia again."

"Doctor Xu, this pennant is for you." Wen Xiangshan said, and sent the pennant in Xu Qingyun's hand.

"You're welcome, it's the duty of our doctors to treat illnesses and save lives." Xu Qingyun said with a smile, took the banner and handed it back to Wu Renyang.

Wu Renyang almost burst into tears holding a brand new pennant.

It has been more than two years since he took over the Huichun Hall from his father, and the Huichun Hall has finally received a pennant. It is not easy, it is not easy!

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