"These? What are you doing for me? Do you want me to help you publish a book? No problem, I promise to do it for you!" Zhang Fugui thought that this kind of thing was much simpler, so he quickly expressed his stance.

"Listen up, old man. I don't have time to talk nonsense to you. These books can be regarded as the hard work of my life... In fact, compared with modern medicine, they are nothing, but what if they are useful?

"Hua Tuo was being reasonable and couldn't help but look back. There were several microscopes and laboratory instruments placed in that room, all of which were treasures that Hua Tuo couldn't bear to part with.

Zhang Fugui saw that Hua Tuo had something very important to explain to him, so he didn't dare to interrupt randomly and just waited for Hua Tuo's instructions.

"This pile, make a few copies and donate them to places in need... I know there are many medical schools now, so just donate to them for free for me. As for how to donate, that is your task, you

You must do it for me, kid!" Hua Tuo patted the thickest pile of books as if patting his son on the shoulder.

"Oh." Zhang Fugui still seemed not to know what was happening in front of him, and just nodded mechanically.

"The pile just now is all about my research on medicinal materials, plus some ancient prescriptions with research value, and this pile is from my time... What is that word called? By the way, it's called medical history.

, to put it bluntly, it is to write about the breakthroughs in the development of medicine to my time, and how they were passed down. I didn’t care about these before, but I always thought it might be useful, so I did my best to compile it. What is it?

It's up to you whether to donate it to a history school or to a medical school." After Hua Tuo finished speaking, he was silent for a long time. He put his hand on the second pile of books and recalled how his master taught him to memorize prescriptions.

The senior brothers and I went to the mountains to collect herbs, keeping every detail in mind.

"Hua Tuo...what are you planning to do?" Zhang Fugui finally couldn't bear it any longer. He wanted to find out what Hua Tuo's purpose was.

"This pile is the most important thing. Boy, this pile is what I have learned all my life. Among them are the exclusive prescriptions I have developed, and my insights into the study of the human body. All my knowledge in this life is in it.

It's a pity that your boy has a good nature, but he can't settle down, so you have no chance to do this. However, these are still handed over to you. If you and Miss Tiehua's children are interested in these in the future, you can be my substitute.

I accept a disciple, if... if that can't happen, then you should take the trouble to find a successor for me." After Hua Tuo said this, he felt much more relaxed.

Zhang Fugui took out a book from the last pile of books. The title of the book was clearly written - "Qing Sang Jing".

"Old man, where are you singing?" Just after Zhang Fugui asked this question, another huge thunder sounded in the sky.

However, Zhang Fugui's attention was now entirely on Hua Tuo, and he did not care about the changes outside the window.

"How do I feel... you seem to be explaining your funeral arrangements to me?" Zhang Fugui muttered in a low voice.

"Yes, it's just to explain the affairs of the deceased... When people pass by, they leave their names, and when the wild goose passes by, they leave their voices. My wealth and honor, my name and fame are all entrusted to you today. Aren't you curious about what I said to Li Xianren?" Hua Tuo was a little confused.

He touched his "Qing Sang Sutra" reluctantly. It is no exaggeration to say that these books were his life's work.

"...You just said you were treating him." Zhang Fugui replied stubbornly.

"You kid... you're not stupid, you just have a pure mind. In fact, you have already realized it, haven't you?" Hua Tuo removed his hand from the "Qing Sang Sutra", gently stretched it to Zhang Fugui's face, and said,

He wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

"You...are you leaving?" Zhang Fugui understood that pretending to be stupid and evading would be useless. The three piles of books in front of him had proved that Hua Tuo had made a choice.

"Yeah, I'm leaving, Fugui. After all, I have to thank you. If it weren't for you, I would never have been able to see that the development of medicine has reached this point. Confucius said that if you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die at night.

, I originally thought that from the moment I saw the development results of medicine, I would have no regrets... However, I still have a little regret now. I may not be able to witness with my own eyes the marriage between Qin and Jin Dynasty between you and Tiehua girl.

It's time, the little old man can only wish you two first." After Hua Tuo said this, he took out two red envelopes from his pocket and stuffed them into Zhang Fugui's hand.

"Have you finished your regret...?" Zhang Fugui was extremely frustrated and could only control himself with all his strength to prevent himself from collapsing in front of Hua Tuo.

"Didn't I say it? It has been completed a long time ago." Hua Tuo smiled indifferently. He stretched out his little finger and explained to Zhang Fugui: "In the past, my world was just a little bit like this. I didn't care about Tai."

I feel powerless about many things, and I can’t even figure out the principles of many diseases. Now, I understand everything. I know what DNA is, I know what viruses are, I know the causes of all diseases, and I also

I know, even if a new type of disease that has never been seen suddenly appears, there will be thousands of doctors who will use what they have learned in their lives to defeat it. Thank you, Fugui, you helped me open the door to the new world. I

I used to be just a mouse who could dig holes, but now I know that the world is vast... and I have no regrets."

After Zhang Fugui heard Hua Tuo's sincere feelings, he only had one question in his mind: "Will you...will you come back?"

"I just said that this world does not need me, Hua Tuo, because there are thousands of you Hua Tuo... As for you... Fugui, sending me away successfully is your first mission.

." Hua Tuo gently stroked Zhang Fugui's face, trying his best to wipe away all the sadness.

"Then... can you not leave?" Zhang Fugui knew that he shouldn't ask this question, but he couldn't help but ask it.

There was another burst of lightning and thunder outside the window, and soon it turned into light snow, and slowly, the snowflakes turned into drizzle.

It rained in the cold winter, and the strange weather appeared again.

Hua Tuo looked at and listened to the sound of rain outside the window, and shook his head kindly.
Chapter completed!