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Chapter 734: The real old hospital

"Junior Brother Li, do you think?"

Du Chuan watched Huang Hongbing and Jiang Hao leave, turned his head and said to Li Kaihang, "Teacher is too biased towards this Jiang Hao?"

Li Kaihang narrowed his eyes, turned his head to look at Du Chuan, nodded and smiled, "It's not a question of bias, but I look at the teacher, and it seems that he admires Jiang Hao very much. Perhaps he has unique features in traditional Chinese medicine."

"No, I'm not talking about this."

Du Chuan shook his head, and Li Kaihang smiled and said, "Then what are you referring to?"

Du Chuan frowned and said, "It's been rumored outside now. The teacher asked Jiang Hao to come to Kyoto to take over his class!"

"oh."

Li Kaihang was stunned and narrowed his eyes slightly. He just came back to Kyoto last night and really didn't know about this.

Du Chuan glared, he was dissatisfied and said, "As soon as Jiang Hao came, the teacher took him to the university. I heard that the teacher wanted him to serve as a professor in the acupuncture department! It was even rumored that the teacher wanted to arrange for him to serve as vice chairman of the Chinese Medicine Association!"

Li Kaihang looked surprised and said to Du Chuan: "It seems that the teacher is not just appreciating him as simple as he is, but he really wants to treat him as his heir."

"Isn't that true?"

Du Chuan looked unhappy, Li Kaihang smiled, and Du Chuan glanced at him and said, "I said Junior Brother Li, can you still laugh?

You are the teacher's disciple, and among us disciples, you are the best medical skills. We all always think that you are the most promising class to take over.

But now, Jiang Hao suddenly came out. If he was asked to take over the teacher's class, what should we do in the future?

Wouldn't you become an outsider?"

"Senior Brother Du, you can't say that either."

Li Kaihang smiled and waved his hand, saying to him: "After all, Doctor Jiang has a high level of medical skills, and I can't guarantee that he can compare with him. Maybe the teacher chose him right."

"Just be modest. We hope that you will be the one who takes over the teacher's class, not Jiang Hao."

Du Chuan disdained and continued to say to Li Kaihang: "Don't think that he is in Yulin City and is known as the Divine Doctor Jiang, he can be as famous as our teacher.

Besides, the anti-cancer Chinese medicine was originally developed by Professor Zhang Mingyue and others, and Jiang Hao just provided a recipe.

Maybe this recipe is still a secret recipe passed down by the ancestors of their Jiang family's medical school, and he did not study it himself.

So I think he, Jiang Hao, is not qualified to take over our teacher's class."

Li Kaihang nodded and smiled, patted Du Chuan on the shoulder and said, "Okay, Senior Brother Du, don't talk nonsense outside. The teacher has his own decision. We just need to listen to him. As for the result, I don't care."

Du Chuan frowned slightly, looked at Li Kaihang, and said, "Junior brother, don't you want to take over the teacher's class?"

Li Kaihang smiled and did not reply to this topic. He looked at the watch time and smiled at Du Chuan, "I won't talk about it for now. The hospital arranges my work. I have to go over and take a look and talk again."

"Oh, go quickly."

Du Chuan nodded and watched Li Kaihang leave in a Mercedes-Benz sedan.

This made him sigh helplessly because his brothers and sisters all hoped that Li Kaihang would take over Huang Hongbing's position... At this time, downstairs of an old street archway, a car slowly stopped. Huang Hongbing and Jiang Hao got out of the car. He looked at the huge archway with the words "Nanluoxiang" written on it.

"This street is Nanluoxiang, the most famous ancient street in Kyoto."

Huang Hongbing looked at the archway and introduced Jiang Hao and said with a smile.

"Well, I've heard that it's a very famous old street in Kyoto."

Jiang Hao nodded and said.

This old ancient street, the buildings on both sides of the left and right, retain ancient building complexes. Some old buildings have even experienced more than 700 years of wind and rain and still stand on the ancient streets, so this Nanluoxiang has also become one of the old streets for cultural relics protection in Kyoto.

"Yes, the first clinic I opened by my ancestors was on this street."

Huang Hongbing smiled and took Jiang Hao in with him.

"Wow, Liangmen Medical School?"

Just a few steps into the ancient street, Jiang Hao suddenly saw a magnificent three-story ancient building on the left, with a vermilion gate and a stone lion on both sides of the left and right. It looked very grand. On the beam of the gate, there was a plaque in golden font, which read "Liangmen Medical School".

"This Liangmen Medical School is really grand enough."

Jiang Hao looked at the majestic clinic in surprise. This was the largest and most luxurious clinic he had ever seen.

"This is the new clinic that Liang Bowen just opened here last month.

And his Liangmen Medical School’s old medical clinic is located in Hongxing Street on the Third Ring Road, which is even more grand.”

Huang Hongbing pointed to this new clinic, Liang Bowen opened, and said with a smile to Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao was dumbfounded, and he felt that the Liangmen medical school was very rich, and it was so big to open a clinic.

What surprised Jiang Hao even more was that such a grand clinic was not crowded with people, but was a little deserted. This phenomenon surprised Jiang Hao. Could it be that Liang Bowen’s medical skills were not good and no one came to see him for treatment?

At this time, a young man came out of the clinic. When he saw Huang Hongbing, he immediately bowed and respectfully said: "I have met Mr. Huang."

"Well, it's Wenxu, is your master here?"

When Jiang Hao saw this young man named Luo Wenxu, who was Liang Bowen's eldest disciple, naturally he didn't know him.

"My master is out and will not be back later."

Luo Wenxu was quite respectful to Huang Hongbing and said with a smile.

"That's how it is."

Huang Hongbing nodded and introduced Luo Wenxu to Jiang Hao, then smiled at him and said, "Then I'll come here later and discuss the traditional Chinese medicine conference with him."

"Okay, Mr. Huang, please walk slowly."

Luo Wenxu didn't know Jiang Hao, but he had already guessed his identity.

Huang Hongbing took Jiang Hao for about fifty steps and arrived at the entrance of a very old and quaint shop.

Although the store has been renovated and renovated, this ancient building has been standing here for hundreds of years.

Especially on the gate, there is a plaque that has experienced storms for two hundred years, with the three big words "Longrentang", which exudes a sense of history in its atmosphere.

"This is my first old medical clinic in Longrentang."

Huang Hongbing pointed at Jiang Hao and said with a smile.

Jiang Hao nodded, and he looked at the atmospheric plaque above the door and said, "The pen tip is strong, and the charm of the great way is good!"

"Xiao Jiang, do you still understand the writing method?"

Huang Hongbing turned his head and looked at him in surprise, pointed to the plaque and said, "This is the plaque that my great-grandfather nominated the clinic by himself."

"It's not worth knowing."

Jiang Hao nodded and smiled at him, "It's just that my grandfather often teaches me that before I study medicine, I must first learn to write well!"

In fact, he is now prescribing people, and usually writes with a brush.

If it was put before, it would be normal to write a prescription with a brush.

However, in modern times, very few people use brushes to write prescriptions.

Only the older generation of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners like Huang Hongbing can write with a brush, so Jiang Hao is rare and valuable.

Before Jiang Hao studied medicine, his grandfather once said that if you want to be a good doctor, you must write good handwriting.

Because the word! is an essential element for a doctor.

If a doctor writes bad words, the patient will immediately question whether the doctor's medical skills are as bad as the characters he writes.

But if you write well, the patient will think that you, a doctor, is reliable when you see it.
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