"Then there is no main medicine. Can you call Heiyu Intermittent Soup just now?" Liu Shu, who was obviously stunned by the old man's psychological roller coaster, asked subconsciously.

Then, I wanted to give myself a big mouth.

With the old man's behavior, he has set up a stage for others!

"What other main medicine is needed for a mere bone fracture and bone contusion?" Sure enough, the old man replied with some amusement.

That's not the reason!

"You mean, if there is no main medicine, you can still treat bone injuries?" Although he knew that the old man had to hold it, Liu Shu still had some hope from it.

"What do you think?" The old man looked at Liu Shu with a look of stupidity.

"That's fine. It can't be cured into bones, and it can't be cured even if it's broken!" Liu Shu slapped.

With the principle that mosquito legs are also flesh, Liu Shu did not dislike it.

That is, he then called Fatty Huang and Liu Shu found that selling medicine was not as simple as he thought. Even the old man was illegal to give the villagers a needle.

Take Fatty Huang as a traveler, you are a wandering doctor, and you are taking flour dumplings as pills. As long as you don’t eat them, no one will report them. The government will not be idle and cause trouble for you. But if a dispute arises or is reported by someone, you will be in trouble. Fine is a trivial matter. An illegal practice of medicine is enough to stay in it for half a year.

It is not difficult to apply for a doctor's certificate. Just take the relevant professional diploma and take the exam organized by the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau. With this certificate, you can open a small clinic after approval by the relevant departments of the town government.

This is just a practice of medicine. If you want to sell medicine, it is even more difficult. You have to have approval documents and approval numbers. Not to mention the town and county levels, even the city does not have this qualification. Then you have to go to the provincial drug supervision department to handle it.

Without these approval documents, I want to sell medicine? Everyone is a cultural person, so there is no need to explain so much.

This means that the awesome acupuncture skills of ancient genius doctors and many of the currently lost prescriptions are not only taken out as cultural relics but no one believes it, but even if they want to show their effects! They are all suspected of potential crimes.

To put it bluntly, there is no use for birds.

This made Liu Shu quite sad. He actually drew a consultant who had a meal in the lottery. What should I do?

Not to mention Chairman Liu, Huaguoshan Company, who is committed to making a fortune, the ancient genius doctor who seemed indifferent to this was angry.

What do these grandchildren want to do if they don’t take their ancestors seriously?

You may not practice medicine, but the old man has to fight for this tone!

After all, in his time, I never heard of anyone taking a doctor's certificate! These doctors were all rumored to rely on the popularity accumulated over the years of practicing medicine after they became a doctor. They didn't have to go out at all. They took the initiative to deliver them to their doorsteps or pick them up. If the medical expenses were paid with food, they could crush the four-wheeled carriage.

In modern terms, the old man has his own traffic. Whether it is the common people, the nobles, or the heroes in troubled times, who should not respectfully shout "Mr. Hua" when he sees him? His life is poked on the silver needle in his hand, right?

I never thought that in this era, nothing was gone.

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him, and swept many porcelain enamel tea cups that had been passed down by Master Liu Shu onto the table.

Liu Shu's eyes twitched slightly.

There is only one tea cup at home. Don’t smash it anymore. The result is that you have to buy a new set of tea sets.

"What professional diploma and what medical certificate are there? I want to see what's wrong with it?" The old man stood up.

"Sir, don't be impulsive, we are not impulsive. You can show the auspicious and hot diseases in the village, and enjoy the peace and prosperity of today. It's also great." Faced with the ancient and old doctor who is about to go crazy, Liu Shu could only persuade him kindly.

The baby is feeling bitter and needs to comfort the old man who is almost 2,000 years old. Who can I tell you about the depression under Liu Shu’s crotch?

"What's the impulse?" The ancient genius doctor glanced at Liu Shu strangely. "What I mean is to quickly pick up the relevant books and wait for me to read for a few days. I will go to the county government office. No, what kind of bureau is there to take the exam."

"Ah?" Liu Shu almost choked to death by saliva.

This change is too smooth and smooth!

"What's so strange about it? Following the customs of the countryside, the times have changed a long time ago. If you still use old thinking to look at the problem, you will be abandoned by the times." The old man said for granted.

You are old and you are right.

Liu Shu felt that the old man must have watched the poisonous chicken soup on the Internet these days, and the smell of the Internet was full of slaughter.

But obviously, although the old man wants to follow the local customs, the possibility of following the customs is less than one in ten thousand.

As a person without an ID card, he would not be arrested like a refugee from the old man's era when he signed up to the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau, but he would definitely not be able to apply for it.

This is one of them.

The most important thing is that Liu Shu's books in high school are still there. With the old man's stubborn insistence, Liu Shu brought them out for him to appreciate.

It can only be called tasting, not read.

Simplified characters, because they are derived from the origin of Chinese characters, it is not difficult for the old man to recognize them.

However, after taking the lead in abandoning the "Chinese" subjects that were very terrible for ancient geniuses, the remaining mathematics, physics, chemistry...

Especially when English appears.

"What kind of talismans have you learned after descendants?" The old man closed the modern book angrily. "That is, the paper used is quite good, comparable to that made by Mr. Cai in my dynasty."

Liu Shu laughed secretly.

Of course he understood the old man's final stubbornness.

As a big shot, I couldn't even understand the books of later generations. How could I do it? In the end, I couldn't help but find a papermaking technique that I could still make and compare with my descendants.

Many people don’t know about the so-called Mr. Cai, but if you say his real name, Cai Lun, you will naturally be famous. I wonder how many Chinese people are proud of the four great inventions of China, papermaking, were made by him.

Compared with the old ancestors who made paper and the current assembly line, it is naturally incomparable, but the old man's final stubbornness reminded Liu Shu again, and his eyes began to shine: "By the way, you don't have a booklet that records the prescription or something?"

Hua Tuo, who is? When he saw Liu Shu's "greedy" face, he knew what he was thinking.

What he was thinking about might not be the prescription worth ten thousand gold, but the paper that recorded the prescription.

The old man who has been wandering on the Internet now knows that modern people tend to collect antiques. As long as they are ancient, even if they are a "tiger", they are utensils that can be placed in the room at night without having to pee. Modern people will also spend a lot of money to buy them and put them on exquisite shelves to watch and play with.

However, this time the old man underestimated Liu Shu too much.

Of course, Liu Shu knew that the prescription was precious, but that thing was very risky. He couldn't go to the pharmaceutical factory. He either swallowed it clean or tracked down your source.

Liu Shu himself was just a small farmer. In the face of such a capital behemoth, he would probably be crushed into pieces without even having to flip.

But if there is such paper that started in the Eastern Han Dynasty, everything will be different. The bricks and beasts on the treasure appraisal program will arrange it clearly for you, and the source of the prescription will naturally be solved.

However, the old man, who was originally a little shy and 'shy' by modern books, took out a small, smooth bamboo piece in his sportswear pocket after thinking for a while, and told Liu Shu calmly, "The paper is used by the princes and nobles, and Yuanhua is a civilian. How can he have it? If you have a toilet, do you want it?"
Chapter completed!