Gu Feng's face looked very bad.

He thought that after eating this Tianshan Snow Lotus for 300 years, he could break through to the realm of Golden Pill.

But I never expected that there was no breakthrough.

This disrupted his plan.

He originally hoped to break through his cultivation level and then practice the ancient dragon technique to kill Long Wu and Long Liu.

Now that he has not made any breakthrough in his cultivation, he is not sure to kill the two masters in the Forbidden City.

What exactly went wrong?

Gu Feng frowned.

He clearly felt that the Tianshan Snow Lotus had a strong medicinal effect and his cultivation had also improved a lot, but he just had no breakthrough.

Is it a lack of opportunities for breakthroughs?

People who practice cultivation need opportunities when they break through their realm. Sometimes it is an enlightenment, sometimes it is a coincidence, sometimes it is other factors...

"It seems that I have to find this opportunity. Only by breaking through can I kill the masters of the Forbidden City."

Gu Feng got up, returned home, took a shower, changed his clothes, and went to work.

When he arrived at the hospital, Gu Feng met the Golden Needle King Hu Jingyun in the hall.

"Old Mr. Hu, aren't you resting today? Why are you here?" Gu Feng said in surprise.

Hu Jingyun laughed and said, "I have been working in the hospital for a while and I am busy every day. I suddenly have nothing to do when I stay at home and I feel so idle."

"You are the Dinghai Scientific Needle in our department. You must take care of yourself!" Gu Feng said with concern.

Hu Jingyun smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm in good health, and it's no problem to live for another ten or eight years."

After staying in the hospital for a while, Hu Jingyun's personality changed a lot. He was not as weird as before, but now he is kind to everyone, just like an old man next door.

Especially when treating patients, Hu Jingyun not only takes care of the doctor, but also often jokes to comfort the patient and thinks about the patient from the perspective of the patient. This is valuable.

"Xiao Gu, I really want to thank you. I have been staying at home for so many years and think that my medical skills have improved a lot. But after I went to work here, I realized that my days at home were abandoned. If I want to improve my medical skills, I still have to continue to treat patients."

Hu Jingyun said with great emotion.

Gu Feng smiled and said, "Tell you the truth, I was a newborn calf and was not afraid of tigers. After finding you, I talked nonsense. My purpose was to ask you to help in the department. Traditional Chinese medicine department lacked personnel."

Hu Jingyun laughed, "After so long, you finally told me the truth."

"But you should also feel that doctors can improve their medical skills and have more insights only when they keep in touch with patients."

"Yes, it is said that a doctor has a parent's heart. A good doctor must not only have superb medical skills, but also have a kind heart."

Gu Feng said: "Old Hu, in my opinion, you will definitely be able to be selected in the next time you select the National Medical Master."

"I almost forgot if you don't say it. The next selection of the National Medical Master is held until the end of this year. The organizing committee gave me a qualification to participate, but I refused it." Hu Jingyun said.

"Why are you?" Gu Feng was puzzled.

He knew very well that the reason why Hu Jingyun stayed behind closed doors for so many years was that he was not selected as the master of the National Medical College.

It can be said that the honor of the master of the National Medical Skills is a hurdle in Hu Jingyun's heart.

Now the opportunity is in front of you, why did Mr. Hu refuse?

Gu Feng was very confused.

Hu Jingyun said with a smile: "The master of national medicine represents the highest honor of traditional Chinese medicine in our country. I think every person who studies traditional Chinese medicine wants to get this honor."

"I used to be like this, and I thought about such honors day and night, and I dreamed of being named the master of national medicine."

"I was even thinking about this honor before I came here to work."

"Because for the priest of national medicine, it is not only a recognition, but also a dignity for me."

"I think our Hu family has been the King of Golden Needles for generations and has been the saints of national medicine for generations. In my generation, if we don't even get a saint of national medicine for generations, we will die in the future and have no face to face the ancestors!"

"But since I came here to work, I gradually lost the competitive spirit."

"I have seen through it. The so-called priest of national medicine is just an honor, and my greatest pleasure now is to cure diseases and save people."

Hu Jingyun sighed very much: "I found that whenever I cure a patient and see the patient's happy look, I am extremely satisfied."

"I think this should be my lifelong pursuit!"

Hu Jingyun said: "The doctor's duty is to save lives and heal the wounded. The doctor's job is also to cure diseases and save people. I don't care about the master of national medicine. I am now studying medical records and medical skills every day, just wanting to solve the problems of patients."

Gu Feng did not expect that in just a short time, Hu Jingyun's mood would improve to such a level, and he was delighted by Hu Jingyun.

"Old Hu, you have such a mentality. I believe that in this life, your medical skills will reach a height that even the Golden Needle Kings in the past dynasties could not reach." Gu Feng said sincerely.

"The Hu family has been doctors with excellent medical skills for generations, and I never thought of surpassing them. It's just that the plaque of the Golden Needle King is hung on the gate of the Hu family. In any case, I can't insult the three words "The Golden Needle King."

Hu Jingyun said: "For the rest of my life, I will also work hard to treat some patients, and then strive to cultivate my incompetent disciples into talents."

"Old Hu, if you need my help in the future, don't be polite to me, just speak up." Gu Feng said.

"Don't worry, I won't be polite to you." Hu Jingyun said with a smile: "Although I refused to participate in the selection of the National Medical Master, I gave the quota to others."

"Who did you give it to?" Gu Feng asked curiously.

Hu Jingyun looked at Gu Feng, smiling without saying a word.

Gu Feng suddenly understood something and asked in surprise: "You should have given me the quota?"

"That's right." Hu Jingyun smiled and said, "I recommend you to the organizing committee."

"Old Hu, you're cheating me!" Gu Feng said with a bitter face: "Many of the people participating in the selection are old seniors. They are superb medical skills. I will embarrass you when I participate."

"Xiao Gu, don't belittle yourself, I know your ability. For many years, the masters of the National Medical Care have been those old guys. Now it's time for a young man to stand up."

"But……"

"Xiao Gu, don't you want to promote traditional Chinese medicine? Participating in the selection of the National Medical Master and receiving this honor is your best opportunity to promote traditional Chinese medicine."

Gu Feng thought about it and Hu Jingyun was right. If he wanted to stand up and promote traditional Chinese medicine, he had to have a suitable identity, otherwise no one would respond to him after he raised his arms.

The master of national medicine is the most authoritative identity.

Gu Feng hurriedly said, "Old Hu, thank you for giving me this opportunity. I understand your good intentions. Don't worry, I will definitely work hard."

"Come on!" Hu Jingyun patted Gu Feng's shoulder and encouraged him.

The two of them came to the Chinese medicine department. Before they could enter the office, they saw Fatty Yue coming out of the ward, looking angry.
Chapter completed!