Wen Yiming didn't think too much, and walked to the huge medicine cabinet. This was a laboratory, which stored a lot of medicinal materials. Each small box had the name written on it. Ye Fei had already taken the lead and chose a lot of medicinal materials.

Wen Yiming took a deep breath, frowned, and was not satisfied with the medicinal materials in the cabinet. He followed the smell and came to the wooden box, squatted down and began to select the materials from here.

When Zhang Yan saw Wen Yiming's behavior, she was surprised and said, "Huh? He actually chose medicinal materials from the box? That is the raw material that has not been processed!"

Dong Yang nodded and guessed: "I guess Ye Fei is the first to take action. He is afraid that there is no good medicinal materials, so he has no choice but to choose from the ingredients, right?"

Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said with confidence: "The old man doesn't know what to do? Although Ye Fei is usually arrogant, his level is good, and he is a real doctoral student with high IQ. We deal with medicinal materials here every day, but I don't believe that we can lose!"

Dong Yang did not respond and frowned and looked at Wen Yiming, who was quickly choosing medicinal materials. He was the oldest and the more experienced he was, the more he could not just bring an idle person over to joke. The other party must have something extraordinary, so observe carefully!

Wen Yiming held the medicine plate with his left hand and quickly selected the medicinal materials with his right hand. He could tell which of the best quality in the whole pile of medicinal materials by smelling it, and directly pick them out.

The steps are the same as incense. First of all, you choose raw materials. Practice has made perfect after practicing this period. Good materials have a deep and distant smell, and poor materials are thin and have a odor. This difference is clear to Wen Yiming.

"Look, Ye Fei has already started to boil medicine!"

Zhang Yan said excitedly, after all, they were comrades-in-arms, so they naturally had to cheer for Ye Fei. Looking at Wen Yiming, he was still lowering his head to choose medicinal materials, and said disdainfully: "What a joke? I'll teach us at this level?"

Ye Fei quickly walked to the decoction area with the medicinal herbs. This is the laboratory, and he has all kinds of tools. He is also the home court he is most familiar with. He saw the other party and was still choosing medicinal herbs. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and felt more confident.

Pick up the medicine jar, collect water, clean the medicinal materials, match the weight, divide the medicine, ignite the fire, and start decoding the medicine!

A series of movements were flowing, and even Tang Yifeng nodded secretly after watching it. His basic skills were solid and there was no flaw.

Wen Yiming finally chose the medicinal materials and came to the decoction area. He saw that Ye Fei had already started to boil the medicine, and he started to clean the medicinal materials without any rush or slowness.

"Hmph, such a slow movement? It's going to be better when you finish dealing with it!"

Zhang Yan looked disdainful, but Dong Yang became more and more strange as he looked at him. He couldn't help but question: "What is he doing?"

Zhang Yan was stunned and asked, "What did the senior brother say?"

Dong Yang pointed to Wen Yiming and said in confusion: "Look at his steps, isn't it very strange!"

Zhang Yan quickly took two steps forward, stared at Wen Yiming, and said in surprise: "Why don't he play according to common sense!"

I saw Wen Yiming quickly clean the materials, first pick up a large medicine jar, fill it with water, and heat it over high heat. Another medicine jar was heated on medium heat next to it, and took advantage of the water to start dividing the medicinal materials.

Almonds, pyrophyte, talc, Pinellia, bamboo leaves, and five herbs are divided into a pile and put into high heat for heating.

The three medicinal herbs of Bai Kou Ren, Coix seed and Magnolia officinalis are put into medium heat for heating, and the fire is constantly adjusted in the middle, and people don’t know what they say.

"Huh? Something interesting!"

Tang Yifeng stood up and slowly walked closer to observe Wen Yiming's movements. The more he looked, the more he appreciated him, and couldn't help but nod.

"What is he doing?"

Zhang Yan really couldn't understand it and said in confusion: "A pair of ordinary three-nut soup and it's boiled in two pots? It's funny!"

Dong Yang didn't say anything, and he was a little dissatisfied. In theory, boiling medicine is the most basic process. The hospital has a special temporary worker in charge. The doctor will not care about it at all. If the medicinal materials are prepared, boil them directly with water. The only thing to pay attention to is to boil a few bowls of water into a bowl!

To put it bluntly, it is a problem of concentration, which is not a big deal. If you have too much, you can divide it up and use it next time. If you have less water and dilution, it will be some harmless things.

He really doesn't understand that such trivial matters are worthy of special assessment by the mentor? He also specially found an outsider to play a kiosk?

Wen Yiming did not care about other people's eyes, devoted himself to it, and strictly monitored the medicinal materials through changes in the smell. After long-term exercise, his sense of smell became more and more acute and more layered, which made him full of motivation.

"Done!"

Ye Fei turned off the fire, slowly filtered out the Chinese medicine soup, walked over with a bowl of medicine on his face, and put it in front of Tang Yifeng and said, "Teacher, take a look!"

Tang Yifeng picked up the medicine soup, looked at the brown soup, leaned close to his nose and smelled it, gently put down the bowl, without saying a word.

"What does this... mean?"

Ye Fei was stunned and a little at a loss. He was quite satisfied with his works. After all, it was just the most ordinary Sanren soup. If it were a normal rough work, it was not even eye-catching!

There is no way today, so the old man said that he could only decoct the medicine, otherwise his dignified doctoral student would be able to do this?

Now, there is no word? This makes the arrogant and arrogant student very depressed!

"Yiming, okay?"

Wen Yiming turned off the fire, carefully filtered the last residue, walked over with a bowl of soup, put it on the table, and smiled and said, "Okay!"

"This is... Sanren Soup!"

Ye Fei looked at the golden and transparent medicine soup in front of him, and was shocked and exclaimed: "Impossible!"

Zhang Yan and Dong Yang were also surprised. This bowl of beautiful colors and fragrant smell really made of Sanren Soup?

Tang Yifeng nodded with a smile, picked up the bowl, took a deep breath, then poured out part of it, tasted it, and exclaimed: "Good craft!"

Then he divided the remaining medicine soup into three parts and handed it to Ye Fei and said, "You can try it yourself!"

Ye Fei quickly took the bowl and looked carefully at the clear amber soup, which exuded an attractive aroma. How could this be Chinese medicine? It was simply a delicacy!

Take a sip and the smooth taste, mellow aroma, and sweet medicinal aroma. Even the bitter taste becomes sweet and enjoyable, making people feel endless aftertaste!

"This..." Zhang Yan took a sip and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so delicious. I've never drunk such a delicious Chinese medicine!"

"Awesome!" Dong Yang took a deep breath, looked at Wen Yiming with admiration, and said sincerely: "Ye Fei lost without any fault!"

"Hmph, do you know now?"

Tang Yifeng's face was as deep as water, and looked at the three doctoral students and scolded: "You usually have a higher eye than the top? It seems that no one looks down on you, what's the point now?"

"I……"

Ye Fei's face was flushed and hesitated and didn't know what to say. After all, he was a professional, so he naturally knew the difference between the two bowls of soup. Not only the taste, but also the efficacy of the medicine is a world of difference!

Looking at the bowl on the table, it was even worse than garbage! The color was dull, the taste was pungent, and there were residues at the bottom of the bowl. I was not afraid of not knowing the goods, but I was afraid of comparing goods!

"I was wrong!"
Chapter completed!