"He also has a pair, how is that possible?" Lin Yishan suddenly sat up from the bed and shouted in surprise: "I heard from my grandfather that this painting was made by my ancestors for a miracle doctor. Which miracle doctor accepted him as his disciple, but he was low-key and didn't like to paint people, so this painting only has one back. Only this one, where did the second one come from?"

"But why Doctor Wang wants to lie? It shouldn't be!" Lin Xiaoyun's mother was confused when she heard her husband's words. Although she had never seen Lin Yishan's grandfather, she had also heard that she did know some medical skills. However, she was wearing a high hat during the Cultural Revolution, and Lin Yishan's father did not study medicine because of this. The old man was a very kind person and should not lie.

"It is impossible for him to have such a painting in his family, and even if there is one, it will definitely not be similar. However, he can recognize which miracle doctor this painting should have something to do with. Is it possible that the Wang family is also a descendant of which miracle doctor?" Lin Yishan guessed.

"So what? It's been so many years. Will people still be thinking about the relationship from hundreds of years ago?" Lin Xiaoyun's mother sneered.

"What are you thinking?" Lin Yishan gave his wife a angrily glance and recalled: "When grandpa passed away, it seemed like he left a picture, saying that if someone could recognize the painting, then that picture would be given to someone. But he had never found someone who could recognize the picture in his life. Do you think Dr. Wang was behind who grandpa looked for?"

"How do I know this? But since Dr. Wang can recognize this picture and has helped our family a lot, if you can find that picture, give it to Dr. Wang, maybe he knows it too." Lin Xiaoyun's mother said.

"Okay, if you have time tomorrow, you can search at home. When my father passed away, I seemed to have put it in the box under the cabinet. I wonder if I am still there?" Lin Yishan sighed and said.

Wang Zhi naturally didn't know about the conversation between Lin Yishan and his wife. It was not easy to meet descendants of disciples hundreds of years ago, so he naturally didn't expect that descendants would know much.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening after returning to the villa with the little monk, and the master and apprentice did not delay. They went back to their rooms to sleep.

The next morning, Wang Zhi still went to the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine first and went to the back construction site to check it out. On the construction site, Wang Zhi met the few retired soldiers he met in Kyoto.

They have been to Jianghuai for a week. With Wang Zhi's greeting, Huang Tianhong naturally had no objection, so he kept a few people on the construction site and saw the venue.

The construction site has been almost demolished in the early stages, and some places have started to be built. After walking around the construction site, Wang Zhi left, but when he left, he was pulled by his little flat head.

"Doctor Wang, if you have time to have a bar together in the evening, brothers want to thank you. The work here is very good, and everyone is very happy."

The project of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine is very large. You can't hand over the work in less than one or two years. Such jobs are the favorites of migrant workers who work, and you don't have to change places all day long. At the same time, because of Wang Zhi's care, Huang Tianhong also takes good care of this group of people. He doesn't mind that their occasional injuries delay the construction period, and his salary is also paid well, so Xiaopingtou's group of veterans are grateful to Wang Zhi.

"Okay, call me tonight." Wang Zhi nodded with a smile, and then said, "But you should drink less of this wine, after all, it is not good for your injuries."

"This guy understands it in his heart. But he really only has this kind of preference, so he can't avoid it." Xiao Pingtou touched his bald head and said awkwardly.

It was time for dinner after returning from the construction site. Wang Zhi followed He Yang, Cui Yan, Qian Senhu and his group went out to have dinner together.

As soon as he walked to the school gate, Wang Zhi saw a lot of people standing not far away, as if they were queuing up, and the school security guards were continuing on the side.

"What's going on?" Wang Zhi asked strangely when he saw this.

"It's not for your fame." He Yang explained with a smile: "It's all for those who come to see a doctor. In the past, students needed to go out for free free medical treatment, but now your fame is getting bigger and bigger. At the same time, the effect of free medical treatment of Cui Yan and Qian Senhu has spread to many places around Jianghuai. It's because people come to see a doctor without going out."

"Well! Someone came here, this is a good thing, it means that our efforts have not been in vain and have won the trust of the people around us." Wang Zhi said with a smile.

"Good things are good things, but many people come for you, but you are often away, which disappoints many patients who come here." He Yang quipped.

Although his words were joking, they were a fact. Since Wang Zhi showed his strength in the plague, more and more patients have come to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine inexplicably, and many people have asked to see Dr. Wang by name.

Fortunately, although there are many patients coming here, not many are serious. Most of them are chronic. Cui Yan's medical skills can deal with most of them. If they really can't do it, Pan Anmin will be in charge, so it has not disappointed the people who come here.

While chatting, the few people came to a small restaurant near the school. The owner of the restaurant had already remembered Wang Zhi and the others, and hurriedly greeted him: "Doctor Wang, are you here, Principal He?"

The group of four found a small private room, ordered a few home-cooked dishes and sat down casually, and ate while chatting. After a while, the topic talked about the upgrade of the college.

"I heard that there will be people from Kyoto and the provincial government visiting the college these days. It is estimated that the college upgrade will take place in the past two months." He Yang said with a glass of wine to Wang Zhi and said with a smile.

"It's probably only been in the past or two months. You don't have to worry about this matter. Just do whatever you should do. Anyway, the construction of the college is still in its infancy, so this investigation is just a formality." Wang Zhi said with a smile.

After dinner, Wang Zhi accompanied Cui Yan, Qian Senhu and others to the free clinic site at the entrance of the college. He was busy until five o'clock in the afternoon before he went to the motor factory dormitory courtyard with the little monk again.

Lin Yishan's legs require more than half a month of acupuncture and medicine to treat. Although he has planned to hand over the later acupuncture to the young monk, he naturally cannot learn this acupuncture once or twice. The young monk needs to learn it carefully for a few days.

When I arrived at Lin Xiaoyun's house, Lin Xiaoyun had just finished school, and Lin Xiaoyun's mother was also busy with supper. When she saw Wang Zhi and the little monk in, she hurriedly smiled and said, "Doctor Wang, you are here, please sit down, the meal will be ready soon."

"I just knew the meal was about to be ready, so I came here now, just saving a meal." Wang Zhi said with a smile, and Lin Xiaoyun hurriedly made tea with her side.

Originally, Wang Zhi planned to come after dinner, but Xiao Pingtou said that he wanted to have a drink together in the evening, so Wang Zhi came a little early, just in time for dinner.

After sitting for ten minutes, Lin's mother's meal was ready. It can be seen that Lin's mother's skills are good. Although it is a very light home-cooked dish, there is only one meat dish like braised pork, but it is full of color, fragrance and taste, which made Wang Zhi praise him.

"If you like Jing, come often." Lin's mother said with a smile when she saw Wang Zhi eating deliciously.

"Yes." Wang Zhi nodded, then buried his head in the meal.

After the meal, Wang Zhi gave Lin Yishan acupuncture again. After the acupuncture, Wang Zhi was about to leave, but Lin Yishan suddenly spoke: "Doctor Wang, wait!"

"What, is there something wrong?" Wang Zhi turned around and asked with a smile.

"I heard from Xiaoyun's mother that you know the painting outside?" Lin Yishan asked after pondering for a while.

"Well! Meet, if I guess well, you should be descendants of the Qingteng School, right?" Wang Zhi asked with a smile.

"Do you know the Qingteng School?" Lin Yishan was shocked again when he heard this, and looked at Wang Zhi with his eyes wide open.

"Hehe, the wonderful doctor Ivy, the flower of life and death on the Ivy." Wang Zhi smiled and said softly, "This Ivy is the nickname of a famous doctor. Is that right?"

"Do you really know?" Lin Yishan was even more surprised this time. According to his grandfather, the nickname of the miracle doctor who accepted their ancestors as disciples was indeed called Ivy. It was just because the miracle doctor had not changed his appearance for decades and had not aging. So his ancestors and several other disciples had achieved success in their medical studies and named their medical skills inheritance. Wang Zhi actually knew about such a secret.

"Yes!" Wang Zhi nodded, pondered for a moment and said, "My medical skills are not all from family traditions, but from a famous doctor in the hidden world, who is a descendant of the Qingteng School."

"There is such a thing." Lin Yishan sighed after hearing Wang Zhi's words. Although the Qingteng School at that time was not a big medical school, it was very famous in the local area. During its heyday, it had thousands of disciples under its sect. Moreover, because the Ivy magic doctors made extensive friends, the Ivy lineage was quite famous in the local area, and it was not rare to have inherited it from later generations.

After figuring out the key points, Lin Yishan didn't hesitate anymore, turned his head and said to his wife beside him, "Go and take that picture."

Lin's mother nodded and walked out for a while, she took back a wooden box and handed it to Lin Yishan. Lin Yishan carefully held the box in her hand, then slowly opened it, and took out a piece of cowhide from the box.

"Doctor Wang, this cowhide is a picture that has been passed down from our Lin family for hundreds of years. Like that painting, my grandfather said that this painting is related to the rise and fall of the Ivy School. Now I will give it to you." As he said that, Lin Yishan stretched out his hand and handed the kraft paper to Wang Zhi.

Wang Zhi took the kraft paper and looked carefully. The picture on the kraft paper turned out to be a drawing of a tomb. Although this tomb is not as grand as it is, it is still a relatively large cemetery.

After reading the map, Wang Zhi found that there was a line of small ancient characters under the map. After careful look, he turned out to be: "The construction map of the Ivy tomb of the Respecting Teacher." (To be continued)

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