The entrance of Song Family Pharmacy instantly became the latest internet celebrity check-in spot in City A due to the popularity of the show.
From early in the morning, there was a constant stream of cars and people coming and going at the entrance.
Moreover, many people rushed in today and went straight to the counter to buy Qingzhu ointment.
Grandpa Song looked at the people gathered in front of the pharmacy and felt a headache coming on: "How can I make a green bamboo ointment for them?"
Not only Qingzhu Paste, but there is also a constant stream of people coming to buy Wuhei Pills.
The store's WeChat account was constantly ringing from morning till night. Grandpa Song didn't even dare to look at his phone, for fear that someone would chase him and ask when the Wuhei Pills would be available.
Every time this happened, Grandpa Song would regret not asking Lu Chuanbei to do more. Otherwise, he wouldn't be chased by people to buy pills.
Fortunately, today is the last day of recording the program. Grandpa Song couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he thought that as soon as Lu Chuanbei came back, he could hand over the store's WeChat to Lu Chuanbei.
While still on the road, Lu Chuanbei, who had already been missed by Grandpa Song, rubbed his itchy nose.
As soon as she got home, Song Tiantian got out of the car and was hugged by Grandma Song who was waiting at the door and was taken away for a warm and affectionate hug.
Grandpa Song, who didn't have time to grab Tiantian, immediately grabbed Lu Chuanbei when he saw this situation and said, "Come on, follow me to the study."
"Dad, my luggage is still in the car."
"Then hurry up."
As soon as he got his luggage and entered the house, Lu Chuanbei followed his father-in-law into the study: "Dad, what's the hurry?"
"Stretch out your arm." Grandpa Song pulled Lu Chuanbei's arm and looked at it without saying a word: "That's the arm that was coated with the Green Bamboo Ointment."
"Oh, this is it." Lu Chuanbei stretched out his arm, which still had some white marks, towards Grandpa Song.
Grandpa Song started talking directly: "Are these the scratches you got yesterday?"
Lu Chuanbei nodded: "Yes, that's it."
"So this wound really healed in one day?" Grandpa Song looked at the wound carefully.
"That's right. I'm shocked by the speed of healing... Wait?" Lu Chuanbei looked at Grandpa Song with some doubt: "Dad, you didn't tell Tiantian the recipe without knowing the effect of this ointment, right?"
"What are you talking about? What do you mean I taught the recipe to Tiantian?" Grandpa Song looked at him in confusion.
"Didn't you give Tiantian the recipe for the Green Bamboo Ointment?"
"When did I..." Grandpa Song
Before they could finish their words, both of them realized something was wrong.
"So, this recipe wasn't taught to Tiantian by you, Dad. Then where did she know the recipe?"
"You ask me, who should I ask... Wait, where's Tiantian?"
"You're still hanging out with mom, right?"
"Then let's wait a little longer. There's no rush anyway."
"No hurry, why are you so anxious to drag me in?"
"Stop talking nonsense. Where is the remaining green bamboo paste?"
"In the sweet bag."
"Oh, wait a minute then."
"Yeah, there's no rush anyway."
"You little brat." Grandpa Song took out his phone from his pocket and threw it at him in disgust: "Here, sort out the orders on WeChat."
"You're working right after you got back." Lu Chuanbei looked at him in disbelief.
"Why, do you still want to take a rest?"
"No, no, I'll get to work now." Under the threat of his father-in-law, Lu Chuanbei immediately opened WeChat on his mobile phone to check.
When he saw the dense red dots on it, he almost stopped using WeChat. "Dad, you haven't checked WeChat today. Why are there so many messages?"
"This is all thanks to the publicity you guys are giving me through the show." Grandpa Song said disdainfully, "It's keeping me busy these past few days."
"Dad, you're secretly happy, aren't you?" Lu Chuanbei looked at Grandpa Song, who was saying one thing and thinking another: "You're obviously secretly happy in your heart, but you're still being stubborn."
"You little brat, do you want to start making pills now?" Grandpa Song picked up a book and was about to hit him.
"No, let me rest for a day before rolling the pills, otherwise I don't think I will be able to sleep tonight."
"You know why don't you get to work now?"
"Okay!" Lu Chuanbei thought of something and looked at Grandpa Song. "By the way, Dad, why don't you ask me about the ginseng garden?"
"What are you asking?" Grandpa Song said nonchalantly, "You've already handed it in, what do I have to ask?"
"Aren't you curious?"
"What are you curious about? Are you curious enough to turn a ginseng plant into something for me?"
"That won't do."
"That's it." Grandpa Song couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he thought of the ginseng garden: "It's a pity, there are so many ginsengs, you could have kept a few, but you actually handed them all in."
"Dad~" Lu Chuanbei wanted to say something when the phone in his pocket rang.
Lu Chuanbei took it out and looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Director Liu?"
"Who?" Grandpa Song asked hurriedly, "Director Liu from the Medical Center?"
"Um."
"Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and answer it."
Lu Chuanbei quickly answered: "Director Liu?"
"Yeah, I'm home already."
"Tomorrow morning, right? Okay, I'll be waiting at home. Okay, okay, that's it for now. Thank you for your help."
As soon as the call ended, Grandpa Song on the side hurriedly asked him, "What's going on? What did he want to talk to you about?"
"He said there's a contract for tomorrow morning that he needs me to sign."
"Contract? What contract?"
"I don't know."
Before the father-in-law and son-in-law could figure out what was going on, Song Tiantian came over and asked, "Dad, Grandpa, what are you doing in the study?"
As soon as he saw her, Grandpa Song immediately threw the contract behind his mind. He took a few steps forward and picked up the little girl who was standing at the door with her head peeked in. "Oh, my sweet baby, Grandpa, I've missed you so much these past few days."
Song Tiantian hugged Grandpa Song's neck and rubbed against him, which made Grandpa Song's heart melt: "I miss you too, Grandpa. I miss you so much."
"Really?"
Looking at Grandpa Song, who had forgotten his business the moment he saw Tiantian, Lu Chuanbei couldn't help but remind him, "Dad, weren't you going to ask Tiantian about her business just now?"
"What's the matter? Oh, right!" Grandpa Song looked at Tiantian after thinking about it. "Tianbao, Grandpa wants to ask you something."
"What's going on?"
"It's the Green Bamboo Ointment." Grandpa Song looked at her and said, "Grandpa wants to know how you know how to make this ointment."
"I knew it as soon as I saw the bamboo." Song Tiantian said without hesitation.
The system nodded: Tianbao is right, I told Zhuzi the prescription as soon as I saw her.
"You knew it the moment you saw the bamboo?" Grandpa Song looked at her. "Didn't someone tell you that?"
"People? There is no one." Song Tiantian thought about the system in the space: It was the system that told me that, it's not a person!
The system put its hands on its hips: Yes, I told Tianbao that.
"No one?" Grandpa Song and Lu Chuanbei looked at each other, both feeling that the situation was a bit tricky.
Lu Chuanbei even asked the little girl, "My girl, no one told you the prescription, so how did you know how to make the Green Bamboo Ointment?"
“You’ll know it just by looking at the bamboo.”
The system nodded: That’s right, as soon as Tianbao saw the bamboo, I told Tianbao the recipe of the green bamboo paste.
Hearing this, Lu Chuanbei couldn't help but say, "Then the grape pectin and grape seed oil you mentioned in the village, weren't they just something you thought of when you saw grapes?"
Song Tiantian's eyes lit up: "Dad, you are so smart, you can figure this out."
Lu Chuanbei's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt that he was asking a useless question. "Then how can you say that you can know the prescription for any medicinal herb you see?"
"Yeah." Xiao Tiantian, who had the system, nodded without hesitation: "As long as I see the medicinal herbs, I can know many prescriptions."
"Can I tell the prescription by looking at the herbs?" Grandpa Song muttered thoughtfully, then as if suddenly remembering something, he handed the child to Lu Chuanbei: "Xiao Lu, you hold Tiantian first. I'll find something."
Lu Chuanbei hurriedly took Tiantian, and saw Grandpa Song dive into the pile of books on the bookshelf and start searching.
"Dad, what are you looking for? Do you want me to help you find it?"
"The sheepskin medicine case." Grandpa Song said without turning his head, "I remember putting this medicine case here. How come I can't find it?"
"A sheepskin medicine case?" Lu Chuanbei looked at Grandpa Song. "Is there a sheepskin medicine case in the study?"
"This is a parchment scroll my grandfather found while bartering in an abandoned station during the Wen Ge era. It records some strange cases and unusual events."
"I remember there was a case mentioned above that was somewhat similar to what Tiantian said..."
Before he could finish his words, Grandpa Song saw the parchment scroll stuck between the books. Upon seeing this, Grandpa Song pulled it out without thinking.
"Yes, that's it." Grandpa Song hurriedly unfolded the sheepskin and looked at the medical records on it.
Upon seeing this, Grandpa Song's eyes lit up instantly: "I was wondering, I seem to have seen this sweet saying somewhere before, and look, it's recorded right here!"
Lu Chuanbei held Tiantian and came over: "Let me see."
"Look here!" Grandpa Song pointed to the inscription on the very edge of the sheepskin scroll. "It says that the owner of the scroll met a gifted doctor while traveling. He could identify prescriptions and even diagnose pulses with his mouth."
Lu Chuanbei expressed his disbelief: "Perhaps this miraculous doctor is so knowledgeable that he can tell the prescription just by looking at the herbs."
"Although, it's not impossible." Grandpa Song said, glancing at Tiantian: "But how do you explain the Green Bamboo Cream?"
"This is related to Qingzhu Paste... Dad, you don't suspect that Tiantian has the same talent of identifying medicines and prescriptions as recorded in the fragments, right?" Lu Chuanbei finally reacted.
"You'll know if you try it."
"Try it?" Lu Chuanbei looked at him and asked, "How do we try it?"
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