Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

Chapter 1190 The Trouble with the Prescription

Mu Yingbao spent the entire morning in the Li family's pharmacy, trying to figure out how to make a prescription for the missing medicines.

While Xue Wenyu was grinding ink, she picked up her pen and wrote the prescription.

Doctor Li, who was an elderly man standing nearby, picked up a prescription and couldn't put it down after taking a look at it. It was a prescription for treating lung disease, very similar to the one passed down by his master, but a little different from the one written by Lady Pin.

"Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful." Doctor Li scratched his beard and shook his head foolishly.

The few ingredients that are different from his family's ancestral prescription make this prescription more perfect and make up for the shortcomings of his family's ancestral prescription.

Doctor Li, whose hair and beard were gray, began to sob.

Xue Wenyu and his two men standing by twitched their lips. It was just a prescription. Was it really necessary to be so exaggerated?

"Doctor Li, what are you doing?" Mu Yingbao couldn't concentrate on writing the prescription anymore. "Madam, I have no intention of snooping on your prescription. I am here to tell you that

I swear that I will never use this prescription, and I will never let it out." Doctor Li, with tears streaming down his face, made this promise solemnly.

Mu Yingbao smiled without condoms; "Doctor Li, there is no need to swear an oath. The prescription can cure diseases and save lives. Since Doctor Li also thinks this prescription is good, why can't it be used? Why can't it be leaked to let more doctors know?

The more doctors know, the more patients can be treated, right? "

Doctor Li never expected that Lady Yipin not only did not blame him, but instead said this.

"Madam, what do you mean? This old man can use this prescription?" He still asked half-believingly.

Mu Yingbao stopped laughing and responded to him affirmatively, "Sure."

"Master, please accept my disciple's greetings." Doctor Li said as he straightened his robe and hat, then knelt down in front of Mu Yingbao and kowtowed three times in a row.

Mu Yingbao was a little confused at first. What was going on? He just agreed to let him use the prescription. Why did he become a master and a disciple?

By the time she reacted, it was too late to stop it. It was a real loud noise. Mu Yingbao felt pain just by hearing the sound.

Mu Yingbao was still holding the brush in his hand. He was confused again. How could he have forgotten about this? The doctors in this dynasty were particularly old-fashioned. If you accidentally learned something, they would consider you as their master, and the key point was that they didn't mind your age.

Mu Yingbao couldn't understand why men were superior to women. Why didn't the people he met, young or old, follow the rules?

It's fine if you don't mind her age, but you don't mind her gender?

To be honest, Mu Yingbao admires them for this point.

Looking at Doctor Li with a red and swollen forehead sitting in front of the desk, Mu Yingbao didn't know what to say, but since the doctor had already knocked his head, she couldn't say anything else. She really couldn't say anything.

But, this disciple was too much of a turn-off. How should I put it? People say that carelessness leads to the loss of Jingzhou, but in her case, it became carelessness in accepting a disciple!

"Hehe, hurry up and stand up and talk. You are old, and it is not appropriate for you to bow to me on the road." Mu Yingbao put down the pen in his hand and discussed with the one who was kneeling.

The most unacceptable thing is kneeling, especially when the person kneeling to her is older than her. It’s okay to call him grandpa.

"Yes, disciple will obey the master's orders." Old man Li's response made Mu Yingbao even more helpless, and he didn't know how to refuse.

She tilted her head and glanced at her man, hoping that he could help her. It was just a prescription, and she didn't need to worship a master. Mu Yingbao wanted to say to Doctor Li, not only the prescription in your hand can be used, but also the following prescriptions I wrote. If you think they can be used, I will give them to you.

However, this man in her family had no intention of helping at all. Instead, he had a smile on his face and looked like he was watching the fun.

Okay, just wait for me. When we get back and there are no outsiders around, I’ll show you how I’m going to deal with you! Mu Yingbao glared at her man vigorously.

Forget it, I can't count on this guy, I have to solve this problem myself.

"Doctor Li, you should have a master, right? If you take me as your master, wouldn't that be disrespectful to your master? This is inappropriate. How about this? I'll leave these prescriptions for you to use later.

Not only that, I will write you some more prescriptions when I have time. You can use any of them that you think are useful. You really don’t need to become my disciple, okay?” Mu Yingbao also admired Doctor Li very much.

It was obvious that this old man was not a treacherous person. The reason why he wanted to become an apprentice was simply because he wanted to learn medical skills and advance to a higher level.

"Master, please don't be angry or anxious. Let me explain to you. My medical skills are inherited from my family. My father taught me the skills, and my father's skills were inherited from my grandfather. It has been eight generations since I came to me. To be honest with you, Master, before each generation of ancestors passed away, they would tell the next generation that if they found a suitable person, they must make him their master.

Only in this way can the medical skills of our Li family be improved and become more sophisticated.

Therefore, I am taking you as my master in compliance with the ancestral teachings and am not betraying any sect.

Master, I know that you will not accept disciples randomly. You can order people to check within a thousand miles around this Qucheng, and you will know what kind of person I am. I have always followed the teachings of my ancestors. A doctor should be kind-hearted, and I will never bring shame to my master. "Doctor Li was nervous and anxious.

Looking at the old man's expectant eyes, his red and swollen forehead, and his gray hair and beard, Mu Yingbao sighed and thought, forget it, the other person doesn't mind his gender or age. If he insists on refusing, it would be too unkind and hypocritical.

Mu Yingbao knew very well that even if he said that he didn't need to become his disciple and would teach him the medical skills he was good at, he would feel uncomfortable, as if it was not right.

"Forget it, forget it. If you are not afraid of being laughed at for taking a young woman like me as your master, then just do it." Mu Yingbao compromised.

He did not think of any other solutions, such as asking Dr. Li's son or grandson to be his disciple.

"Thank you, Master." Hearing the Master's approval, Doctor Li was so excited that he wanted to leave again.

"Stop, if you move again, I will change my mind." This time Mu Yingbao reacted quickly.

Doctor Li was so frightened that he quickly stood up straight, fearing that the master he had finally found would change his mind and not accept him as a disciple.

Now is not the time to celebrate having a new apprentice, so Mu Yingbao continued to write prescriptions.

Doctor Li, who felt very lucky, quickly calmed down his excitement and looked at

Doctor Li was so frightened that he quickly stood up straight, fearing that the master he had finally found would change his mind and not accept him as a disciple.

Now is not the time to celebrate having a new apprentice, so Mu Yingbao continued to write prescriptions.

Doctor Li, who felt very lucky, quickly calmed down his excitement. Looking at the two people at the table, he felt that as a disciple, he should do something for his master.

He took a step forward and bowed to Xue Wenyu who was still grinding ink. "Master, Master?"

Doctor Li wanted to ask him to grind the ink, but when he opened his mouth he realized he didn't know how to address his master's husband.

Generally speaking, the master's companion is called the master's wife.

However, my master is a woman, so I can't call her husband "master's wife". "Master's grandfather" is even more inappropriate, as it sounds like a generation difference. So how should I address him...

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