Deep love is also heartless

Chapter 271 Cultivation

Wu Song took out a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket, wrote down a prescription, and said to Ju Zi, "You go get the medicine yourself and boil it yourself."

Orange: "Okay, Master, take a rest for a while, I'll go now."

After leaving the emergency room, seeing Wu Nuanyang waiting at the door with a cup of tea, Ju Zi forced a smile and said to him, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Wu Nuanyang smiled and said, "It seems that your practice is not yet mature enough, so continue to practice well."

After saying that, he went into the emergency room.

Orange looked back at the door of the emergency room and a bright smile appeared on her face.

Lian Cuiwei, who was sitting on a chair, finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Juzi's face looked normal.

Juzi walked up to Lian Cuiwei and said, "It's okay. I'll go make some medicine for Bai Yu."

Lian Cuiwei: "I'll go with you."

After getting the medicine, the two of them sat together beside the medicine stove, talking while decocting the medicine.

Lian Cuiwei: "Nowadays, we all use electronic medicine frying pots. Why are you still using this ancient method?"

Orange: "The decoction pot can only make the medicine ready, but the efficacy will be greatly reduced. You also know that the effect of decoction with firewood is completely different from that with the decoction pot. The size of the fire also has a lot to do with the efficacy of the medicine. You can control the firewood yourself, but you can't control the decoction pot. That's why we use the traditional method to decoct medicine here. Uncle Master does not allow the use of the decoction pot."

Lian Cuiwei: "Yes, the rice cooked over firewood in the countryside is more delicious than the rice cooked in our electric rice cooker. No wonder Wu's Hospital has been so popular for so long."

Orange: "Well, all hospitals under the Wu family are run on firewood, so the same prescription is more expensive here than in other places. Many people say that Wu's hospital is too shady, but Master Uncle has never been moved."

Lian Cuiwei: "But there are quite a few people coming here for medical treatment."

Orange: "If you calculate it by proportion, it's a lot less. Taihe is okay, with the support of Master's uncle, but the efficiency of those branches is not so good. But Master's uncle is very stubborn, saying that even if no one comes, we can't just muddle through.

In fact, the principle of the medicine frying pot is designed according to the principle of firewood, so there is not much discount, but the uncle just doesn't agree. "

Lian Cuiwei: "The original and the imitation are different."

Orange: "That's right. It's not as good as cooking over firewood, but it saves time, effort and money."

Lian Cuiwei: "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step! Juzi, was that doctor the one who saved you just now?"

Juzi: "No, he is my uncle, and the one who saved me is my uncle's uncle, known as Da Lao Wu."

Lian Cuiwei: "Who was that person at the door just now?"

Juzi: "He is the son of my uncle. Although he is also a top student in the medical school, he prefers business. Now he follows his grandfather, Xiao Wu, around and is ready to take over his grandfather's job."

Lian Cuiwei: "Inherited from the previous generation?"

Juzi laughed out loud: "Yes, Third Master doesn't like studying medicine, but prefers business, but Uncle Master is only interested in medical books. It is said that he has been following Second Master since he was a child. Senior Brother also likes business, so Uncle Master doesn't like Senior Brother, but Third Master likes him to death."

Lian Cuiwei: "Second Master is the one who saved you?"

Juzi: "Well, the Second Master has a weird temper. He only accepted two disciples in his life. Together with the Master's uncle, there are only three. But the Master's uncle has a gentle personality. He takes one disciple every three years. Now he has six disciples."

Lian Cuiwei: "I heard your fifth senior brother call you Grandmaster, what's going on?"

Juzi smiled and blushed a little, muttering, "The master left a will, saying that only the master and his descendants can be the future masters."