The whole village is fleeing famine, fortunately I have a concubine system

As Wang Junruo is the only direct disciple of Mr. Huo, he must have the real talent for this relationship.

You can't compare her with ordinary children.

And even if Wang Junruo failed to cure Zhong Mengqiu in the end, it wouldn’t matter.

But we still have Mr. Huo to support us from behind.

So they were not panicked at all and gave Wang Junruo enough trust.

I can also take this opportunity to build good relations with County Magistrate Wang’s family.

It's just a matter between children, so I won't appear to be overly flattering.

This is a matter of great benefit with no harm.

Wu Shuiyun and Wang Junruo looked at each other and quickly declined Madam Zhonglao's kindness.

They had really eaten a lot before coming here, and their stomachs were still full now.

"Grandma Zhong, we won't eat here this time.

Come back to see Mengqiu in two days!"

Wu Shuiyun quickly said to Madam Zhonglao.

Mrs. Zhonglao didn't say anything when she saw this, but she still asked the kitchen to pack several kinds of snacks for them to take away.

Wu Shuiyun first sent Wang Junruo and Zhixia to the clinic, and then without staying long, she took Yuanying back.

Zhixia carried the food box and followed Wang Junruo into the clinic.

Mr. Huo was no longer in the front yard at this time.

The medicinal herbs are drying in the back.

Mr. Huo believes that a doctor must be familiar with all medicinal herbs.

Therefore, even now, I would occasionally go up the mountain to collect herbs myself.

Then I prepare them myself to carefully observe and feel the process of the formation of these medicinal materials.

He believes that this is also a process for him to relax and soothe his body and mind.

I saw Wang Junruo coming back, and Zhixia was holding a huge food box in her hand.

So he asked Wang Junruo: "Xiao Junruo, are you going to eat?

Why did you bring things back?"

When Wang Junruo saw Mr. Huo drying herbs, she went over to help.

Then he told Mr. Huo about his visit to the Zhong family.

He discussed the prescription he wrote with Mr. Huo, and Mr. Huo looked at Wang Junruo as he talked freely.

He stroked his beard with satisfaction.

He nodded and said to her:

“The prescription is fine, and your dialectical reasoning is correct.

It is one of the recipes...

Change to...

It would be better, but that’s fine.”

After listening to Mr. Huo's advice, Wang Junruo nodded as if she suddenly understood something.

She had long known that Mr. Huo was a man of real ability.

Anyway, it is not worse than the medical skills given by my own system, and it is much better than the messy medical skills of the system.

Mr. Huo is more precise about the dosage and use of medicines.

Every time after Wang Junruo finished talking with Mr. Huo, she would feel that she had benefited a lot and gained a lot of enlightenment.

She felt that Mr. Huo’s words gave her great inspiration.

Wang Junruo felt that his medical skills had reached a higher level.

However, although Mr. Huo is very powerful, I am not bad at all.

Mr. Huo doesn't know the Thirteen Ghost Needles that I know.

Moreover, Mr. Huo said that if this acupuncture technique is mastered, it will become a miraculous skill.

But Wang Junruo only knows the basics now and is not yet very advanced.

Mr. Huo also saw Wang Junruo giving acupuncture to Zhang Ziyu at first, and then Zhang Ziyu woke up.

From then on, he thought about taking Wang Junruo as his disciple.

And since then, I have always wanted to meet Wang Junruo's mysterious master.

The long-lost Thirteen Ghost Needles.

You know, even if Wang Junruo is not proficient now, he is already good enough to defeat most of those who claim to be miracle doctors.

This also reminded Mr. Huo of the mysterious master, and he started complaining to Wang Junruo for a long time.

I feel that if the master had taught with all his heart, Wang Junruo would have understood it almost immediately with her cleverness.

It will not be like it is now, with the bottle half full and shaking.

I know a little bit of everything, but I am not proficient in anything.

Every time when Mr. Huo complained, Wang Junruo didn't dare to say a word.

Because my "master" has already put in a lot of effort.

It can be said that there is no one in the world who is more dedicated than him.

Directly instill all the knowledge into your own brain.

It's just that I'm not ambitious enough and I don't put all my attention on my medical skills.

There is no long-term hard and uninterrupted practice.

Naturally, it is impossible to reach that state of mastery and integration.

However, in the past six months, Wang Junruo has been practicing very hard.

I feel that my medical skills have reached a new level.

Anyway, it's a big step forward compared to when I first drew the medical skill.

After discussing with Mr. Huo, Wang Junruo began to tinker with the ointment for Zhong Mengqiu.

The first step for a cyst is to take anti-inflammatory medicine and wait until the inflammation is almost gone.

You also need to apply Wang Junruo's special ointment.

Let the cyst dissolve little by little at the wound site, and then return to its previous smooth skin.

Only then can it be said that the complete treatment is completed.

The process of making the ointment is very complicated, and Mr. Huo wanted to test Wang Junruo's pharmaceutical ability.

There was no intention to help at all.

Not only did he refuse to help, he also stopped Zhixia from helping.

Sitting on the stone bench, watching Wang Junruo fiddling with the medicinal herbs in an orderly manner.

His eyes were full of affirmation and appreciation for his apprentice's progress.

Wang Junruo had no intention of asking others for help.

I started step by step from selecting medicinal materials, and steadily began my own production process.

While Wang Junruo was busy, Mr. Huo was sitting on a stone bench in the backyard and watching leisurely.

Not only that, smelling the fragrance emanating from the food box, he also directed Zhixia to open the food box.

"Xiao Zhixia, open the food box and let me see what's inside.

It smells strangely fragrant.

I just happen to be a little hungry now.”

Zhixia listened to what Mr. Huo said without delay.

He opened the lunch box directly.

Wang Junruo saw it and said to Mr. Huo:

“Hey hey hey…

Master, this was given to me.

I haven't eaten yet, why did you open it for me first? "

Old Huo snorted twice, looking arrogant.

Said to Wang Junruo:

"What do you mean by yours and mine? You already call me Master.

I'm afraid of eating two of your snacks. What's wrong with that?

You look so stingy, you don't look like my disciple at all."

As he said this, he deliberately took a piece of dessert and slowly put it into his mouth.

He also did not forget to put on an intoxicated look in front of Wang Junruo, as if he had eaten some delicious food.

In fact, Mr. Huo had eaten all kinds of delicious food before, he just wanted to see Wang Junruo jump up and down.

He saw that Wang Junruo was just as he had expected, standing there angrily.

I couldn't help but laugh even more happily.

"Ha ha ha ha......"

Seeing this, Wang Junruo wiped the herbs beside her and walked in front of Mr. Huo.