Looking at their backs, Chen Qinghuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned to look at Shopkeeper Chen.
"Uncle, what is the origin of this Miss Jiang? How could she be so admired by Old Qin?"
"Qinghuan, this is the girl who made the hemostatic ointment I told you about before."
Chen Qinghuan was shocked, his eyes wide open, and his expression was not concealed at all.
"Uncle, you never told me before that the girl was so young."
Shopkeeper Chen didn't say anything else, but instead raised his hand and patted his left shoulder.
"Qinghuan, if you want to make further progress in pharmacology, perhaps you can discuss it with Miss Jiang."
Chen Qinghuan did not respond, but his eyes were fixed on the center of Huichun Hall.
Jiang Wan was chatting happily with Old Qin. He had never seen Old Qin look so happy before.
"Mr. Qin."
Chen Qinghuan poured him some tea and stood beside him.
Old Qin didn't look up at him, but picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.
"Thank you, Mr. Qin, for your guidance today. I am very grateful."
"You are very clever, my friend. This medicine is very delicately prepared and the method is unique. The medicinal properties seem mild but are very powerful."
"This hemostatic ointment is three times more effective than the hemostatic powder I made before."
"I have been practicing medicine for decades and have met countless doctors, but few are as enlightened as you at your age."
Upon hearing Doctor Qin's words, Shopkeeper Chen and Chen Qinghuan's expressions changed drastically. It was the first time they heard Doctor Qin praise someone like that.
The two men looked at Jiang Wan with a more serious look.
"Mr. Qin, you are so kind."
"Village Chief! It's bad! The village's food is lost!"
In Qingshan Village, a strong villager hurriedly ran to the village chief's house with an anxious look on his face.
"How could it be? How could anyone else know about the village granary?"
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