The Little Lucky Girl

The old man and the young started chatting like this. After listening, Dean Gu immediately contacted the famous medical expert Mr. Li. Mr. Li didn't look very well at the moment, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Who did you quarrel with again?"

Elder Li snorted, "Who else could it be? A bunch of evil disciples. I tell you, I will never accept any more disciples. No one's face will matter."

Dean Gu asked with a smile: "Even my face is not okay?"

Mr. Li was very determined, "Yes, if you want me to live a few more years, don't mention this matter in the future."

"Okay, I'll remember that. But it's a pity that the kid from the other world is planning to study Chinese medicine. I wanted to introduce him to you, but now it seems like you two are not destined to be together. I'd better go ask Old Cheng."

"Wait a minute, who are you talking about? The kid that Lao Qin and Lao Yao always mentioned?"

Dean Gu nodded, "Yes, it's her. No more words, I'm going to contact Lao Cheng."

"Oh, don't say that," Mr. Li was very flexible. He was glaring a second ago, but now he was smiling. "I was just angry and confused. You still have to give face to me, Mr. Gu. I have much more experience in the research of traditional Chinese medicine than Mr. Cheng. I am just the right person for you."

Ming Youyou looked at the old man on the other side of the screen. He stared at her with shining eyes and laughed. She shrank back and said to the system, "Why does he look like an old trickster who deceives children?"

Dean Gu also noticed the child's vigilance and nudged Elder Li, "Be more restrained. You're scaring the child."

Mr. Li was very happy. Was there just a child in front of him? No, what he saw were countless ancient sages.

He had countless questions since he was a child: how did the ancient doctors study the properties of each herb, combine them together, and develop prescriptions that have protected the people of Daxia for thousands of years?

If he were born in ancient times, he would have the courage to taste hundreds of herbs and dare to test the medicines on himself, but he would not necessarily have the wisdom to gain enlightenment.

Therefore, he has paid great attention to maintenance since he was young, hoping that he could live long enough to return to the past era, first to pay homage to Shennong and Huangdi, then to visit Zhang Zhongjing and Sun Simiao, and be an apprentice beside them...

Maybe God took pity on him for going to bed early and getting up early, soaking his feet and drinking wolfberries for decades, and now he finally got to know this child. Although he couldn't achieve his ultimate goal, at least he took a big step forward.

He quietly asked Dean Gu: "Old Gu, do you think this is our parallel world? Will there be another me over there hundreds of years later?"

He stroked his chin and thought for a while, "If I write a few medical books and send them over now, and let this child help me spread them, wouldn't I become a saint in that world? Hundreds or thousands of years later, I might be one of the people I admire over there, hahahaha."

Dean Gu looked at him speechlessly, feeling that he seemed to have found the wrong person this time. He couldn't help but pick up the communicator, "I think it would be a good idea to let Lao Cheng come over and take a look."

Mr. Li immediately held his hand and said, "Come on, I was just joking. Why are you in such a hurry? It's getting late. Let's hurry up and review the prescription."

He closed his eyes and listened to the child across from him reciting the prescription. He stroked his beard and nodded, saying, "This prescription is moderate and peaceful, and is similar to our 'Liuwei Dihuang Pills'. It is indeed suitable for most people to take. Not bad."

He opened his eyes and tried to look kind, "You mean you plan to give this medicine to a eunuch?"

Ming Youyou was startled by his expression. She blinked and said nothing.

Dean Gu said, "Old Li, you'd better stop laughing. Don't you know that laughing is uglier than crying?"

Mr. Li sighed. He had really forgotten about it. When he was a student, he would practice facial expression management in front of the mirror every day so that his tutor would like him. Later, when he became a tutor, he completely let go.

Besides, he is the specialty of their department. Many students from other departments don't understand a thing but still come to attend their classes, just to see his Zhong Kui face.

He asked Dean Gu for a mask and prepared to put it on.

Ming Youyou understood his actions and immediately shouted, "I'm not afraid, it's nothing. My grandfather has a big scar on his face. I just felt a little uncomfortable." After saying that, she moved closer to the screen and gave him a big smile.

Mr. Li saw that the child was trying to comfort him, and his heart softened immediately. "Good child, good child." Even his own grandson was not so considerate.

He said his catchphrase unconsciously, "Grandpa will buy you whatever you want..."

Dean Gu hurriedly stopped him and said with a light cough, "Let's talk about this prescription first. Is it suitable?"

Mr. Li didn't turn his love into a gift and felt a little suffocated, but he didn't dare to offend Dean Gu now, so he had to hold it in for now and thought: "Then how about this, I will change the prescription a little bit, make it milder, and it will be more foolproof."

Because the prescription was changed, the medicine had to be made again. Mr. Li wanted to make it himself and send it to the child, but was rejected by Dean Gu, "You can give guidance, but you can't do it for me."

Mr. Li disagreed, "The child is so young, what will we do if he gets stabbed or cut by a knife?"

Dean Gu said with a smile: "This child is not the grandson in your family who was spoiled and brought up. He is very capable."

Mr. Li was still a little worried, so he asked a graduate student to go home and bring a set of children's medicine for his grandson to play with.

Ming Youyou touched these colorful tools out of curiosity, but found them difficult to use, so she threw them aside in disgust, moved her own small guillotine, and started cutting.

Seeing that the child had expertly sliced ​​and pounded the herbs and was preparing to boil them, Mr. Li said to the graduate student next to him with emotion, "Look, you are so old, but you are not as good as a child in making medicine."

The graduate student said helplessly: "Professor, they can only rely on manual labor over there, but we have machines here. With just this little bit of medicine, we can finish the job by now if we turn on the machines."

"Machines, machines, you are so lazy that you just push everything to the machines." Mr. Li got angry. "If the machines stop working one day, will you not be able to do anything?"

The graduate student was not convinced, "If the machine doesn't work, then just replace it with another one."

Dean Gu saw that Mr. Li was about to slam his head on the table, so he patted his hands and said to him in a soothing tone, "Don't blame these children. They have never experienced energy shortages since they were born, and they can't imagine what it would be like without electricity."

He turned to the graduate student and asked with a smile, "I heard from Lao Li that you plan to join the Alliance Army in the future?"