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Chapter 87 Cruel Disciple

Day two.

Nanqiaotou, Yaowang Clinic.

Ye Changqing stood at the door, looking at the sign, and thought to himself: "For a clinic to dare to name itself Medicine King, this is a bit too arrogant."

There is only one person in history who is called the King of Medicine, and that is Sun Simao.

He saved so many people through his medical practice that his patients called him Dr. Sun, and because of his longevity, he was also called Old Immortal Sun.

The medical books he wrote are regarded as masterpieces by later generations.

He is honored as the King of Medicine by doctors.

Nowadays, some people dare to call themselves the King of Medicine. They are so ignorant. Ye Changqing pushed open the door and walked in to observe. The clinic was not big, with two beds, a desk, and a medicine cabinet.

There were only two people in the clinic.

A young female nurse and a doctor in his thirties.

Hou Juncai was drinking tea and reading palms with the young nurse, chatting happily.

When someone came into the clinic, he ignored them and continued to hold the smooth little hand and chat.

Ye Changqing stepped forward and said, "Excuse me, both of you."

Hou Juncai's face showed annoyance. Just as he felt a little bit of pain in his little hands, he was interrupted. Without even looking up, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Changqing frowned slightly: "I am in the antique business, and I am particularly interested in medicine.

I collect old pestles, medicine cabinets, medicine hoes, bells, medicine pots, medicine books, medicine tripods, and medicine bags, and they are quite expensive.

Do you have any here?"

Hou Juncai drove him away impatiently: "No, hurry up and leave, I don't have what you want here."

Ye Changqing was not in a hurry and continued to ask: “If you have any information in this regard, I will also give you money.

For example, if you tell me who has a medicine cauldron and who has a medical book, I will give you a commission of one tenth.

If it is worth ten million, I will give you one million.

If you have any news about this, please let me know."

Ye Changqing was not in a position to ask directly about the medical book. After careful consideration, he decided to approach Hou Juncai as an antique dealer.

Is this happening?

Hou Juncai let go of the nurse's hand and stood up to pour tea for Ye Changqing. "So you're an antique collector. I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now. Please sit down and I'll pour you a cup of tea."

Let’s talk slowly.”

As he spoke, he brewed tea, took a cup and poured tea for Ye Changqing.

Ye Changqing picked up the teacup, blew on it, and then slowly put it down: "I have been very lucky these days.

There are gains almost every day. I have a feeling that you must be working on something or have news about it."

Hou Juncai smiled and said, "Let me ask you something. How much is the medical skills of the Tang Dynasty worth?"

Sure enough, I know.

Ye Changqing felt that he was one step closer to knowing the truth behind Qianjin Yaofang: "Looking at the value of medical books, if it's a commonly circulated classic prescription, it might only be worth a few hundred thousand.

After all, the person who wrote the classics is not famous enough.

"When it comes to antiques, what matters is the fame and historical value. If it's a famous doctor, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, is normal."

Oh ~

Hou Juncai's eyes suddenly lit up and he was about to speak.

At this time, a patient came in. He was probably in his seventies. He leaned on a cane and coughed, "I... cough cough... my bronchial... disease has come back... cough cough cough... please give me some medicine."

Hou Juncai started to chase people away without even looking up: "Can't you see I'm busy?

Please leave immediately. I am not seeing any patients today."

The old man wanted to say something, but the young nurse came up and dragged him out, saying, "Can't you see that Doctor Hou has something important to do?

Hurry and leave, you have no manners at all."

Ye Changqing was even more disgusted with Hou Juncai. How could such a doctor dare to call himself the King of Medicine?

It was simply an insult to the word "Medicine King". Hou Juncai saw the displeasure on Ye Changqing's face and explained with a smile: "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. You are so old, but you don't look so arrogant.

Let’s get down to business.”

Ye Changqing nodded: "I told you the price just now, it depends on what you have to sell."

Hou Juncai coughed and said, "Excuse me, how much is the Thousand Gold Prescriptions written by the Medicine King worth?"

Ye Changqing pretended to be surprised: “You have this, brother, you made it.

This is worth at least 100 million.

You’ll be a billionaire in no time.”

Hou Juncai shook his head: "I don't have this book, but I have news about it.

According to what you said, with a 10% commission, can I get 10 million?" Ye Changqing deliberately showed a disappointed expression: "Oh, I thought you had this book, and I got excited for nothing.

If you have information about this book, I can indeed give you ten million.

But how do I know you're not lying to me?"

Hou Juncai was anxious, as he couldn't let the 10 million yuan go to waste: "I'm telling the truth.

You have to trust me, I'm a doctor, and my character is absolutely trustworthy."

Character?

Ye Changqing was not skeptical about this word, but was very disappointed with this guy. He sighed and said, "Alas, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that I've been fooled too many times.

They all said what you said, but I gave them the money, the news turned out to be fake, and the person ran away.

I was really scared of being cheated.”

Hou Juncai thought for a moment and said, "What I said is absolutely true. I'm telling you about my master.

When my master was young, he saved a man. The man gave him a medical book and taught him medical skills.

I have seen that book. There used to be an old house in Shitou Village.

I saw it with my own eyes when I was studying medicine with my master."

A hint of understanding appeared on Ye Changqing's face. He probably said the same thing to Wang Yong and the others.

I hated Hou Juncai even more in my heart.

Zhang Qian's life is in danger because of the news about him.

"I don't care about the past. I want to know who has this book."

Hou Juncai lowered his voice and said, "It's in the hands of my master's granddaughter, Zhang Qian.

If you ask her, she will definitely not tell you.

Unless you use some tricks, just give her a little color. She will definitely tell you."

Ye Changqing clenched one hand into a fist, gathering strength under the table, as if he could deliver a devastating punch at any time.

But his face was expressionless as he said, “If I can’t get this book from Zhang Qian.

How to do? "

Hou Juncai smiled and said, "That means your methods are not cruel."

Ye Changqing really wanted to know why he was so cruel: "Do you hate your master?

Why? "

Hou Juncai shook his head: "I don't hate him, I just think he is not a human being.

I am his apprentice, and I had a conflict with the patient.

He didn't speak for me, but instead helped the patient say that I was not well-trained.

I am not allowed to see patients. Others only help their relatives and not their relatives, have you ever seen a master who helps outsiders?

The brain was kicked by a donkey!"

Ye Changqing's anger surged in his chest, becoming more and more intense. He resisted the urge to fight and asked again, "How many times have you seen that book?

Where did you see them?"

Hou Juncai thought for a moment and said, "I've seen it twice, both times in the old house in Shitou Village.

The master seemed to treasure the book very much. Whenever he saw me, he would always hide it in a hurry.

He said that it was someone else's book and he was just keeping it for safekeeping, and someone would come to pick it up later.

I think that old guy is guarding against me!

He is not a good person, he is not worthy of being a master, he deserved to die tragically under the wheels. Sorry... I am a little excited when talking about this, let's get down to business, I have said so much, you have to give me some money first!

Ye Changqing looked at Hou Juncai as if he were a dead man. He now understood that Zhang Dong was killed by this guy.

Zhang Qian's parents were killed by him.

Zhang Qian and her brother are in their current dangerous situation because of him.

Ye Changqing slowly stood up, the murderous aura on his body burst out, and an invisible pressure pressed towards Hou Juncai like a tidal wave.

For a moment, the space in the clinic almost froze.

Hou Juncai looked at Ye Changqing's cold gaze, and the hairs on his body stood up. He felt like he was being stared at by a ferocious beast from ancient times.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Boom~

Ye Changqing punched Hou Juncai in the chest.