At this moment, I have awakened the eternal heroic spirit of China

That night, countless people who knew Ning'an were filled with blood that turned into rain of tears, majestic and falling all over the sky.

Some people even set up a forum with some excellent posts.

"Actually, God can be anyone, as long as ordinary people seem to be insurmountable. Some people say that this issue is rubbish, illusory, and nonsense. In fact, I think it is very good."

"Agreed, didn't countless people think it was a joke when our ancestors played 'General'? Even Big Brother discouraged it, forget it, don't do it, the world can't bear it. But, what is the final result?"

"Unexpectedly, the battle was resolved quickly, which made the world look sideways. It is also the same, and we have our current life."

"Actually, we killed a lot of gods, didn't we? Some people think it's fake, but the Death Hill incident, the Tunguska explosion, the Loch Ness monster, and the Death Highway are all strange, and many mysteries are full of supernatural flavors."

"In that era, people believed that there was a god. In fact, it's okay to substitute in that era."

There are countless comments like this. Although there are more voices of opposition than usual, they still like it more after all.

Ning An didn't know about this, he was lying at home resting now, waiting to collect some materials the next day.

At the very least, one must understand the level and standards of modern Chinese medicine in order to have a dialogue with the ancestors.

Otherwise, if seniors such as Li Shizhen, Zhang Zhongjing, and Hua Tuo asked about Chinese medicine in later generations, he would know nothing about it and would be cold.

Is it possible to say that the future generations are all machines, and there is no need for traditional Chinese medicine?

Ning An was young, no matter in his previous life or in this life, at most he had a cold and a fever, and he took pills, or a bottle, or even a vaccine.

For the rest, I really don't know.

The next day, Ning An tidied up and dressed up, and the system rewarded him with a mask, which could easily change his appearance.

After a slight change, Ning An left the house satisfied when she couldn't see the appearance of forgiveness.

This time he was pretending to be an inexperienced student. He planned to visit those small clinics first, and then to see if there were any Chinese medicine practitioners in the hospital.

I drove to the urban area, just parked the car, looked up and saw a small advertisement posted on the pole.

"Ancestral Chinese medicine, specializing in infertility, Yang Wei, wait a little bit earlier."

Ning An took a look and fell silent.It's not that it's bad, it's just that the moment he saw this small ad, his first reaction was that it might be useful.

I don't know when it started, it seems that anyone with a certificate can use the name of ancestral Chinese medicine to bluff people.

On the contrary, those true masters of traditional Chinese medicine, ancestral Xinglin suffered from being too old, and it was difficult to understand the current concepts. He failed the exam for a long time, and could only regret his whole life.

There is nothing left of what you have learned, and it is difficult to leave it to the world.

Many old Chinese doctors have regrets and die with regret.

They are afraid that it will be difficult to see their grandparents after death, and they will not be able to tell them that they have lost their jobs and broken their inheritance.

Ning An fumbled according to the above address, it was a very hidden clinic, it was not a big place, but there were quite a lot of people.

There was a man in his 50s or [-]s inside who was taking his pulse. Ning An could see through it at a glance. This man's beard was sticky and his face was melted.

fraud.

This was Ning An's first reaction, and then he froze for a moment, then smiled wryly.

Myself, stereotyped again.

It seems that, in people's cognition, all Chinese medicine must be old, the older the better, the mouth is hairless, and the work is not firm.

But western medicine depends entirely on the position, the more the director, the position of an expert, but all young people will definitely be sought after.

Why?

Such an achievement at such a young age must be due to his talent and extraordinary level.

With countless stereotypes added here, how can Chinese medicine rise?
In addition, many swindlers roamed the rivers and lakes, couldn't read all the words, and dared to pretend to be Chinese medicine to cheat money. In the past, many people were killed.

The combination of many things will make people less and less optimistic about Chinese medicine.

At this time, a young man ran out, holding some notes in his hand, and glanced haughtily at Ning An.
"A doctor?"

"kindness."

Ning An nodded, feeling that the kid in front of him was not a good guy.

"No, this is your number. You are lucky today. There are few people, and my master is free."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed Ning An with a note with the number 31 written on it, and left with his head raised.

Ning An looked at the other party in silence, what's wrong with this, young and frivolous?

"There are so many people." Ning An couldn't help feeling emotional. It was only around eleven o'clock in the morning, and [-] people had visited the clinic. The business of this clinic is really good.

However, the men in front were all wearing masks and a hat on their heads, wishing they could pull it under their eyes to cover their entire faces.

Occasionally, when their eyes met, they would smile knowingly.

Not long after, it was Ning An's turn.

The Chinese medicine doctor asked directly without looking up.

"What's wrong?"

"Well, my back hurts." Ning An thought for a long time, and there was only one reason.

I spent a lot of time hosting yesterday, and my back really hurts.

"Young man, be restrained." The young man next to him couldn't help but speak.

"I'll prescribe some Dali Pills for you, just take it according to the course of treatment." The Chinese medicine doctor said lightly, then wrote down the prescription on the list in a fluttering manner, tore it off and handed it to the young man.

"Long Qing, grab the medicine!"

"Okay, Master."

Long Qing was extremely excited when he heard it, and ran over, grabbed the prescription and planned to enter the pharmacy.

However, Ning An looked at the doctor with a strange face, and asked.

"Doctor, isn't that right? You haven't taken your pulse yet. Although I don't understand it very well, I still know everything about traditional Chinese medicine. You just ask and that's it? Just one sentence?"

Before the Chinese medicine doctor could speak, Long Qing immediately turned his face, and looked at Ning An unwillingly.

"What do you mean? Do you think my master is not good? Let me tell you, my master Wang Xing was passed down from generation to generation. He used to see a doctor in the palace. In the past, what was it called, imperial doctor, yes, it was called imperial doctor. "

Long Qing looked at Ning An proudly, feeling embarrassed.

Wang Xing was stroking his fake beard, looking like an outsider.

Ning An was speechless for a moment, imperial physician is really a useful name.

Daqing is dead, and the genius doctor can't do it either.

Ning An has checked some information. Chinese medicine not only depends on the high ground of medical skills, but also character.

360 lines, you can be lazy in any line of work, except Chinese medicine.

Sometimes a minor ailment may be misdiagnosed if you don't pay attention to it, and it will delay the life and lives of others.

Because of Wang Xing's way of seeing a doctor, there is no doubt that there is a black clinic.

Sighing, Ning An got up and was about to leave.

Long Qing stopped him, blocking him anxiously.

"What do you mean? Leave after seeing the illness?"

"I won't read it, quack doctor."

"Bah, who are you talking about quack doctors? If you want to leave, you can leave, and the consultation fees will stay."

Long Qing spat and stretched out his hand.

Ning An was too lazy to bother, lost 100 yuan and left.

Long Qing, on the other hand, flaunted his power behind his back with arrogance and arrogance.

When Ning An came out, he immediately took out the phone.

"Hello, the Health Bureau? I'm reporting that someone is practicing medicine illegally and extorting money. Yes, the place is No. XX, XX Road."