"I haven't seen you for years. You're still the same." The old man was talkative and said, "why don't you see Tianming?"

Jin Buhuan hesitated and said, "President Youlong is currently recovering from his injury."

"Heal? Show me. "

therefore.

When President Youlong came to the door with a cane, he met a group of people who came to visit him.

Seeing the white haired old man, President Youlong was extremely respectful and knelt down and said, "I've seen the teacher."

Bending down and kneeling, these actions seriously tore the hip injury, which made him tremble in pain.

It turned out to be a teacher. No wonder he attached so much importance to it.

"Why are you sitting here when an adult arrives? Why don't you come and kneel down? "

The white haired old man was accompanied by two young people.

One of them found that there was still a young man sitting in the room, and he couldn't help shouting and scolding.

Xia Qingchen was surprised.

He is not a student of this person. Is it necessary to welcome this person?

Besides, still kneel to welcome such a big gift?

be rather baffling.

He stood still, as if he hadn't heard of packing up his things, and his eyelids hadn't been raised.

The young man was about to reprimand again. The white haired old man waved his hand: "forget it, don't worry about young people."

How does this sound? It seems that he also feels that Xia Qingchen should kneel to meet him.

The attendant whispered, "young people nowadays are getting more and more unruly."

Xia Qingchen frowns, he doesn't understand.

In front of the old man, what qualifications are there for kneeling?

The old man just swept away Xia Qingchen, helped president you long up and said, "let me see your injury."

A moment later.

After observing his injury, he was surprised: "this injury is serious enough, but there are signs of healing. It should have been two or three days?"

Judging from the wound, it did take quite a long time.

"Teacher, this is just done." You long, the president, said puzzled.

"Just now?" The old man looked at his injury again and felt a little confused.

Jin Buhuan and others came together and were surprised.

"President Youlong, are you recovering too quickly?" Kim was quite surprised not to change.

Those blood holes not only stop the blood flow, but also have blood scabs, which is a sign of recovery.

But it takes half a day for the best medicine to reach this point, right?

President Youlong was confused: "really? Maybe Lord Xia's medicine is very good. "

People just pay attention to the green plaster.

"Oh? The effect is so good? " The old man took a pot of plaster at the head of the bed, opened it, sniffed it, and observed it for a while.

After closing his eyes for a moment, he opened his eyes and said with approval, "it's a good healing plaster. It's rare. There's such a good plaster."

He just looked at Xia Qingchen and said, "little doll, where did you buy this plaster?"

Little doll?

Jin Buhuan and others twitched slightly at the corners of their mouths.

Xia Qingchen is an expert who can summon gods anytime and anywhere.

Nobility is unattainable.

Jin Buhuan hurriedly introduced: "teacher, this is Xia Qingchen, adult Xia, who is very proficient in refining all kinds of miraculous drugs."

At the same time, Jin Bu changed his enthusiasm and introduced to Xia Qingchen: "Lord Xia, this is our teacher, a mouthful of gold."

Yikou Jin is the most first-class treasure appraiser in Tianyue mountain. He can tell the true value of everything he has seen.

For many years, there have been few exceptions.

Its reputation is well known in the business circle.

A mouthful of gold?

He heard it occasionally in zongmen. It seems that he is a very powerful treasure appraiser.

It is said that he was born with a pair of special eyes, which are very discerning.

Xia Qingchen nodded his head lightly as a greeting.

With a golden smile, he pointed to the plaster and said, "who can you learn from to make such a good plaster."

Xia Qingchen's eyes were calm and said, "there is no school."

Smell speech, one mouthful of gold surprised, independently prepared such a wonderful plaster?

"Hehe, heroes are teenagers." Jinsha was dumb and smiled: "however, although this plaster is good, it also has some shortcomings."

Xia Qingchen's eyes flashed gently.

Disadvantages?

It's a three part drug.

There is no perfect medicine in the world, and there are more or less its own defects.

"For example, if this material is applied for a long time, it will erode the skin."

A mouthful of gold can have today's reputation, really not by boasting.

But there is real talent and learning.

You can see the nuances at a glance.

However, compared with the rapid healing of the wound by the plaster, a little erosion is nothing.

At most, it will make the skin of decocting medicine appear blue and purple for a period of time.

As time goes on, I'll be fine.

It's not a disadvantage at all.

"If you don't correct this shortcoming in time, I'm afraid it will seriously hurt the injured and even affect your life."

Hearing this, Xia Qingchen couldn't help laughing.

A little flaw was so serious by a mouthful of gold.

He kept silent and went on packing his things.

"Young man, don't doubt my judgment!" One mouthful of gold said, "I think I've seen many miraculous drugs in my life. I've never been blind to every malpractice."

"If you don't correct your malpractice in time, you will die."

Xia Qingchen turned a deaf ear.

If he could cure the dead, would he not know?

I really don't know why this old guy deliberately exaggerates the disadvantages.

"Fortunately, you met me. Let me give you some advice." One mouthful of gold said: "when preparing drugs, you can avoid this disadvantage by adding a small amount of crape myrtle powder and honey."

Xia Qingchen was silent.

Tell him?

Moreover, its guidance is entirely on paper.

Crape myrtle powder and honey can really protect the skin.

However, if these two kinds were added when he refined the plaster, the ratio and drug properties of the elixir would change.

It can't have such a magical effect.

If you really follow his instructions, this plaster can only be reduced to mediocrity.

"Hehe, after you go back, make a good correction." A golden road.

Xia Qingchen doesn't want to discuss with this person. He packs his things expressionless and is ready to get up and leave.

Unexpectedly, the attendant frowned and scolded, "you are so uneducated! You don't know how to thank the teacher for his kind advice? "

teacher?

"Who are you talking about?" Xia Qingchen asked.

The entourage said coldly with a horizontal eyebrow, "what a noble status a man is. He condescends to give you advice. Shouldn't you have the respect and gratitude of a student?"

After hearing this, Xia Qingchen finally understood why Jin Buhuan and others were all his students.

Just give me some advice and think of yourself as someone else's teacher.

Such a teacher is difficult for students to think little.

At the beginning, the immortal doctor accepted Xia Qingchen's advice and regarded himself as a student.

He volunteered.

Now, Xia Qingchen was inexplicably instructed and forced to regard himself as a student.

"Sorry, I didn't ask anyone for advice, and I don't think his advice is correct. If you feel condescending and condescending, keep it. I don't need it."