Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

"Look at this, tut tut, damn, if you know, this is a boy who just came of age, if you don't know, you would think he is some consumptive patient!"

"Hurry up and take his pulse, then write a prescription and have his father buy some herbs for him to nourish him!"

Bringing Xie Jin to the 'East Courtyard' which now occupies an area almost larger than that of the original Hu family manor, Master Hu went straight into a small courtyard next to it.

The old doctor, who was sitting in the house flipping through a yellowed ancient book, immediately smiled when he heard Master Hu's voice.

"Hey, Master Hu, you're here!"

"Haha, this guy looks familiar. Have we met him before?"

Doctor Wang's good attitude towards Master Hu is not because Doctor Wang admires power or anything.

It's just that the two of them just get along well!

Especially after being 'exiled' to Hujiazhuang, Doctor Wang originally thought that this would be the end of his life.

But he never thought that after arriving and meeting the long-famous Master Hu, he immediately felt that he seemed to be able to stand firm in this life.

In terms of age, he is actually about the same age as Mr. Hu, and is not even fifty yet.

Therefore, when seeing Master Hu coming, Doctor Wang was extremely polite.

They offered us seats and served us tea.

This made Xie Jin, who knew a little bit about the nature of these imperial doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau, feel very emotional.

He looked at Master Hu, who was calm and composed, as if it was supposed to be that way, and an idea silently emerged in his mind.

'A real man should be like this!'

Master Hu looked at Doctor Wang and saw that he was not in a hurry to treat Xie Jin but instead wanted to say something to him, so he was not in a hurry either.

After sitting down, holding a cup of "medicinal tea" that was unique to Doctor Wang and brewed by himself, Master Hu smelled the faint medicinal aroma mixed with the tea fragrance in the tea and took a sip with satisfaction.

"Well, this boy is called Xie Jin, and he is from an official family."

"Oh, by the way, this guy was also a top scholar before, and he has some reputation. You may have seen him on some occasions!"

Mr. Hu simply mentioned Xie Jin's identity and then continued to sip the tea in his hand.

"Well, the medicinal tea here has to be authentic, Old Wang!"

"I went to Old Han's place a few days ago. The medicinal tea that old guy made was really not good. He focused too much on the efficacy and medicinal properties, and as a result, even the tea flavor was completely covered up."

When Doctor Wang heard this, he immediately smiled happily.

"Haha, I don't deserve your praise, Master Hu!"

"But compared to that old man Lao Han, we are still quite capable!"

"That old guy knows nothing about medicinal tea. He is just trying to imitate others and always wants to compete with us!"

"Luckily he went back home and got a lot of precious medicinal herbs!"

"Bah! He knows nothing about medicinal tea!"

"Medicinal tea, medicinal tea, so it naturally has to be the word tea!"

"If you really only care about the efficacy of the medicine, then why drink tea? Wouldn't it be better to drink the medicine directly?"

"Humph, let's not talk about anything else, just this matter of medicinal tea, we will laugh at him for the rest of his life!"

Looking at Doctor Wang's smug look, Master Hu smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

Because he thinks so too.

The so-called medicinal tea is made through a special processing method passed down by medical practitioners, which gives the original tea a hint of medicinal fragrance and some medicinal properties.

In this way, the drinker can not only drink it to quench thirst in daily life, but also have a warming and tonic effect.

Of course, in this matter, Doctor Wang and the old Han doctor he mentioned, also known as Doctor Han, took completely different paths.

What Doctor Wang cares about is that the aroma of tea cannot be covered up, the tea must taste good, and as for the nourishing effect, it is best to have some, but not much is not bad either.

But Doctor Han is different.

He felt that since medicinal tea has the word "medicine" in it, how could it not be effective?

Fuck him!

Then start adding various medicinal herbs into it.

That’s right, he added it directly!

The medicinal tea made in this way even requires a special pot to be boiled when drinking.

After boiling, it tastes almost the same as medicine. At most, you can taste a little tea fragrance and flavor.

Sometimes, if it is boiled for too long, the slight tea flavor is completely covered up by the strong taste of the medicinal materials.

Of course, when the concentration is raised to this level, the efficacy of the drug will naturally be good.

But as for the feeling of drinking it, at least for Mr. Hu, that is completely unnecessary.

He is a staunch believer in tea and a staunch supporter of Doctor Wang!

Otherwise, how could it be said that he and Doctor Wang got along so well?

After talking about the medicinal tea, Doctor Wang turned his head and looked at Xie Jin who was standing beside him.

But at this glance, Doctor Wang's gray brows immediately frowned.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"No, you must have been living in the brothel every day, right?"

"How did you wear yourself out to this extent?"

"Look at you, a young boy who has just come of age. You can't even compare with Master Hu, who has achieved great success in cultivation. I'm afraid your energy and blood can't even compare with an old man like me who is close to the end of his life!"

"You need to take good care of yourself for at least a year or so, otherwise you won't live past 30!"

"No need to feel my pulse, this is my diagnosis. If it's wrong, go to Yingtian City and destroy my reputation!"

Doctor Wang said this with such confidence.

But to Xie Jin's ears, it sounded like a death sentence.

He couldn't figure out anything at the moment, and his mind was filled with only one sentence.

"You won't live to be thirty!"

God!

O earth!

He was Xie Jin, a great gentleman. He was gifted and intelligent and had loved literature since childhood. However, he was envied by God and had to pass away at a young age.

How tragic this is!

How sad this is!

God is unfair!

……

Before Xie Jin could finish his sigh, Master Hu saw that he had been silent for a long time and looked extremely distressed, so he slapped him on the back of the head.

Snapped……

Following a crisp sound, Xie Jin stared blankly, covering the back of his head and looking resentfully at Master Hu standing beside him.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"What's wrong?"

"You did it yourself, so shouldn't you bear the consequences yourself?"

"Damn it, you're so young and yet you've almost exhausted your Yuan Yang through playing around. You're such a ruthless person!"

"If you were my son, I would have broken your legs long ago!"

Having said that, Mr. Hu turned his head and looked at Doctor Wang.

"Old Wang, please take his pulse again to see if he has any other symptoms!"

"If there is, let's work together to prescribe a prescription for him."

"If not, just give me a prescription and send me away. I can talk to you about something else!"

Doctor Wang had originally planned to send Jie Jin away early, but after hearing what Master Hu said.

He is in the mood!