"Brother Chen, what are you doing? Why are you so flustered?"
Bai Ye saw Xiao Chen coming in from outside and asked curiously.
"Ah? Is there? No."
Xiao Chen said casually.
Bai Ye looked Xiao Chen up and down and shook his head: "No, you must have done something bad, otherwise why would you be so flustered."
"Get lost, who did something bad?"
Xiao Chen was annoyed and looked at Devo.
"Devo, is there a Chinese medicine store on Naga Island?"
"Chinese medicine? Yes, there is one doctor from China."
DeVoe thought about it and nodded.
"Very good."
Xiao Chen's eyes lit up. Without Chinese medicine, he really wouldn't be able to make Zhuge Qingyang get better quickly. After all, even the best cook cannot cook without rice.
"Mr. Xiao, do you want to go? I'll take you there."
Devo looked at Xiao Chen and asked.
"Yeah, take me there, I need to get some medicine."
Xiao Chen nodded.
"Okay, shall we go now?"
"Yes, let's go now."
"Roller, you stay here."
Xiao Chen said to the rolling knife.
He kept the rolling knife for several reasons.
Rollerblade was also injured, although it was only a minor wound.
In addition, his presence can also protect the Zhuge brothers and sisters.
Although this place is very secluded and safe, what if something happens?
The most important point is that this guy is too dark... no, he is too vivid. Once you see him, you will definitely be impressed and unforgettable!
For a killer, this is not good.
The person who is most suitable to be a killer is not the one with distinctive features, but the one with an ordinary face who cannot be noticed in the crowd.
Xiao Chen always felt that he was not suitable to be a killer because he was too handsome.
When they were fighting on Gata Island before, many onlookers saw Rolling Knife, and the exiles could imagine what he looked like just by asking around.
It would be strange if he didn't attract the exiles if he went out for a walk.
A few minutes later, Xiao Chen and others left the manor.
After the car drove to a crowded place, Feng Manlou took JK away.
"Be careful."
Xiao Chen said to them.
"Um."
Feng Manlou nodded.
After the two left, Xiao Chen and the other two came to the only Chinese medicine store in Naga.
It can be seen that this pharmacy is not doing well in Naga and the building is a bit shabby.
"Here?"
Xiao Chen frowned, a little worried. Was there any Chinese medicine?
"Yeah, yes. I heard the doctors here are quite capable."
DeVoe nodded.
"How can you be so bad as to end up like this?"
Bai Ye curled his lips to show his disbelief.
"Well, many people don't recognize Chinese medicine. More importantly... Chinese medicine is much more expensive than Western medicine, and it's troublesome! Therefore, not many people come to see him."
DeVoe explained.
Hearing Dewo's words, Xiao Chen nodded. This is indeed a major factor affecting the development of traditional Chinese medicine.
Chinese medicine treats diseases by focusing on the root cause.
So, there are some troubles.
For example, if you have a cold, not only in foreign countries, but even in China, many people will choose Western medicine.
For no other reason than to take a cold medicine that costs only a dozen bucks and it will cure the disease. It is simple, quick and cheap.
And what about traditional Chinese medicine?
A dose of medicine costs twenty or thirty yuan or even more. You have to take several doses and then make them yourself. It is too troublesome.
"Let's go in."
Xiao Chen was a little curious. Since the overall environment in Naga was not good, why did this person want to open a Chinese medicine store?
After he went in, he sniffed, looked up at the row of Chinese medicine cabinets in front of him, and his eyes lit up.
The smell of medicine is very strong, there must be a lot of Chinese medicine!
This is very different from his previous guess.
"Would you like some Chinese medicine?"
A somewhat old voice came from not far away.
Xiao Chen turned his head and saw an old man sitting behind a table with a purple clay teapot in his hand.
The old man had a white beard on his chin and was wearing a white Tang suit. He looked energetic and had a bit of an immortal look.
"Well, I need to get some Chinese medicine."
Xiao Chen nodded, not in English, but in Chinese.
When the old man heard the Chinese language, he was stunned at first. Then he looked carefully and realized that among the three people who came in, two of them had oriental faces.
"Chinese?"
The old man put down the purple clay teapot and asked.
"Yes, Chinese."
Xiao Chen smiled and nodded.
After getting confirmation, the old man stood up with a hint of kindness on his face.
"Come and sit down, what's going on?"
"Old man, a friend is injured, I came over to get some medicine."
Xiao Chen stepped forward and said.
"A friend was injured? Where is he?"
The old man looked at Bai Ye and Devo, and they didn't look like they were injured.
"He's not here. I'll come over to get some medicine and make it for him to drink when I get back."
Xiao Chen said.
"He didn't come? Then how did he get hurt?"
The old man asked.
"Gunshot wound."
Xiao Chen answered with two words.
Hearing Xiao Chen's words, the old man was stunned for a moment. Gunshot wound?
But this is Naga, not China. After a moment of hesitation, he nodded: "Okay, I'll write him a prescription now, you go back and make it for him to drink. When he's better, bring him here. I want to diagnose his pulse in person before I can prescribe any more medicine."
"Haha, ok, thank you, old man."
Xiao Chen originally wanted to say that there was no need to prescribe a prescription, as he already had one and could just get the medicine directly.
But he nodded after thinking about something, wanting to take this opportunity to see the old man's medical skills.
Bai Ye looked at Xiao Chen, then at the old man, and grinned, knowing what he was thinking.
"Um."
After the old man picked up the paper and pen, he asked about the injury and then began to write.
"Oh, I forgot to ask, what do you call young people?"
"Xiao Chen, from Longhai."
"Xiao Chen? Long Hai? Haha, that's not far from my hometown."
The old man smiled, then showed a look of longing.
"But I haven't been back for more than ten years."
"I haven't asked for your name yet, old sir."
"My surname is Xia."
As the old man spoke, he stopped writing.
"Just prescribe this prescription first. Take three doses and we'll talk about it... Next time, you must bring him here, understand?"
"Uh-huh."
Xiao Chen nodded and looked at the prescription in the old man's hand.
"Old man, can I take a look?"
Hearing Xiao Chen's words, the old man was stunned. Read the prescription? Can you understand it?
However, he still nodded and handed the prescription to Xiao Chen.
After taking a few glances, Xiao Chen nodded secretly. This old man is quite skilled.
The old man was even more surprised when he saw Xiao Chen nodding as he looked at the prescription. Could he understand it?
“Do you know Chinese medicine?”
The old man asked, thinking of something.
"Yeah, I know a thing or two."
Xiao Chen nodded, picked up the paper and pen on the table, and started writing.
“You are…”
The old man was surprised, but didn't disturb him.
Soon, Xiao Chen wrote the prescription and handed it to the old man.
"I changed a few of the medicines based on the old gentleman's prescription. Please take a look."
The old man frowned slightly, but still took it and looked at it carefully.
The more he looked, the more surprised he became, and his eyes opened wider.
"How is it, old man?"
Xiao Chen asked with a smile.
“Okay, okay!”
The old man said "good" three times in a row, then suddenly raised his head.
"How did you do that?"
In his opinion, even if Xiao Chen knew medicine, at his age, he was just a graduate from medical school.
But this prescription is so amazing that even he feels inferior to it.
Xiao Chen briefly explained, and the old man became very excited. He grabbed Xiao Chen's arm and asked, "Who is your master?"
"I... I don't have a master. I learned medical skills from my grandfather. He is not from the Chinese medicine field, and he doesn't allow me to say it! But, does the old man know Yao Qihuang? He and I are friends and we often discuss medical skills."
Xiao Chen thought about it and said.
"Yao Qihuang? Old medicine?"
The old man was surprised.
"You know him?"
"Um, you know him too?"
Xiao Chen was startled. Could he have run into Yao Lao's friend? What a coincidence?
But on second thought, there are few people in the Chinese medicine community who don’t know Yao Qihuang, so it’s not surprising that he knows him... Of course, Yao Qihuang doesn’t know them.
"Of course I know him. He and I are old friends."
The old man nodded, looking a little excited.
"I never thought that you are so young and have such great medical skills... It's really true that the younger generation is pushing the older generation forward. There is actually a young person like you in the Chinese medicine community!"
Xiao Chen felt a little embarrassed when he heard the old man's praise. It was true that he was too outstanding and his brilliance could not be concealed no matter where he went!
"Come on, sit down, let's have a good chat."
The old man took Xiao Chen's hand and said.
"Um, well, my friend is still waiting for his medicine. Old sir, can you get the medicine for me first? I'll have someone send it back?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old man and said.
"Yes, yes, saving lives is the most important thing."
The old man nodded, took the prescription written by Xiao Chen, and went to get the medicine.
"Brother Chen, you are so awesome."
Bai Ye gave a thumbs up.
"Well, it's not that awesome, just average."
Xiao Chen said lightly.
“…”
Bai Ye was speechless, and let him pretend again.
Soon, the old man prepared the medicine and handed it over.
"How much, old man?"
Xiao Chen asked.
"What money do you want? No money."
The old man shook his head and said.
"That won't work, I..."
Xiao Chen was stunned. Why didn't he want money anymore?
"What's wrong with that? If Lao Yao knew that I asked you for money, he would scold me to death."
The old man waved his hand.
"That's all I have to say. Have someone send the medicine back and boil it. Just chat with me, an old man, for a few minutes."
"Uh, okay."
Xiao Chen nodded. Okay, I’ll be the one to chat with him now!
He then instructed Devo to send the medicine back.
Xiao Chen and Bai Ye stayed and chatted with the old man.
He was also somewhat curious about the old man's identity.
After some casual chatting, Xiao Chen was surprised that this old man was also a big shot in the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine community.
Although not as good as Yao Qihuang, it is only a step behind!
He was very curious as to why such a big shot would leave China and hide in a small place like Naga.
"Because...mission!"
The old man looked a little serious and spoke slowly.
"mission?"
Xiao Chen was stunned and asked subconsciously.
"What mission?"
After asking, he felt something was wrong and said quickly, "Old sir, if it's inconvenient to say, you don't have to say it."
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