Su Han sat in the seat of the guest of honor, which was enough to show his identity and status among a group of old guys. Even seniors like Wen Rujun took the initiative to sit in the seat of the guest of honor.

The other two tables were all stunned.

Their eyes were full of curiosity, envy, and even a little shocked, and they fully understood what Su Han came from.

He is so young, he is treated like this. Even the famous genius Xue Zhenzong in the evil sects are not qualified!

Su Han and others were chatting like old friends.

But the people who chat with Su Han are not ordinary people. Any one of them is all Taishan Beidou in the traditional Chinese medicine world!

The atmosphere in the banquet living room was a bit strange.

Su Han had a hot chat at the table. He and this group of old guys were like old friends who had not seen each other for many years, and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

The other two tables were very quiet, eating and drinking carefully, not daring to make any loud noises, and looked at Su Han’s table curiously from time to time, especially Su Han.

"Actually, before I knew Su Han, my concept was the same. Traditional Chinese medicine relied on talent and accumulation, and it was not possible to become a famous doctor or a miracle doctor overnight."

Wen Rujun smiled and said, "But look at this boy Su Han, who is only in his twenties, but I dare not say that he is better than his medical skills."

His tone was full of appreciation and exclaiming, "This kind of traditional Chinese medicine genius is rare!"

Several others nodded and agreed.

"Old Wen, don't praise me, be careful that I'm proud!"

Su Han joked.

His medical skills and ethics have been tested by everyone, and even if he praises him, it is not an exaggeration.

"I like traditional Chinese medicine and prefer to use my own medical skills to treat more people in need. This is the meaning of medical skills, right?"

Su Han looked at everyone and sighed, "It's just that traditional Chinese medicine is declining now. After all, in the fast-paced life, not many people are really willing to calm down and study."

What he said is true. Nowadays, society is fast, people are generally impetuous, and they are eager for quick success and instant benefits. They want to use the least time to get the greatest benefits, make more money, and gain more fame.

Learning Chinese medicine is a thankless thing, unless you really love it, who is willing to study hard and polish your medical skills?

Several old guys also nodded and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's a pity that our Chinese traditional Chinese medicine practitioners cannot carry forward this national treasure. We feel heartbroken!"

The head of a genre looked very disappointed when he patted his heart.

"So, we can do our best to do what we can and promote more. While we are still walking and leaving more things for young people, we can help them more."

Xue Yang smiled and looked at everyone and said, "I can't help you when you get older."

"It is already very touching for seniors to have this kind of heart. The rise and fall of an industry needs someone to really take it seriously."

Su Han said seriously, "I will take it as my responsibility in my life and strive to spread our traditional Chinese medicine culture."

"Well said!"

Wen Rujun raised a glass of wine and shouted loudly, looking very excited: "Come on, Su Han, I'll give you a glass!"

He even stood up directly, his face turned red, obviously very excited.

Su Han quickly stood up: "Old Wen, you are so polite. I should respect you, I respect you!"

The two of them drank all the wine in one sip, and Xue Yang and others toasted Su Han one by one.

This scene made the two tables around him even more stunned.

A group of old guys, Taishan Beidou in the traditional Chinese medicine industry, are rushing to toast Su Han?

Oh my god!

What's wrong with this world?

Do you all have hallucinations together?

This is really incredible!

The two tables looked over carefully, and their expressions on their faces were different, curious, surprised, shocked, envious, and even jealous...

But Su Han sat there, neither humble nor arrogant, with generous and decent words and deeds, and there was no trace of tension and restraint, just like getting together with an old friend.

Drinking and talking, talking loudly, the atmosphere is so disharmonious.

After three rounds of drinking, Wen Rujun and a few older seniors drank a little, their faces turned slightly red, and their emotions gradually became higher.

Speaking of traditional Chinese medicine and talking about the miracle doctors and medical skills from ancient times to the present, his face was full of pride and pride.

"If you want to talk about the traditional Chinese medicine that I really admire in recent years, there is one!"

Wen Rujun drank a little too much, his eyes were slightly red. He stretched out a finger and looked at everyone, "You all know, but no one mentioned it now, and he thought it was a taboo, but I, Old Wen, said, that guy is the real miracle doctor!"

When several people saw Wen Rujun about to say something, they opened their mouths and wanted him not to say anything, but Wen Rujun frowned: "What are you afraid of? I'm so old, what else can I say?"

"The descendant of the "Celestial Classic"!"

Wen Rujun's voice was bright, "It's the descendant of the "Celestial Classic"!"

Su Han was drinking, and his head roared, he suddenly looked up and looked at Wen Rujun, the descendant of the "Celestial Classic"?

"His medical skills were really mysterious back then. No one could match our traditional Chinese medicine field. At that time, I was only in my fifties and was considered a famous doctor, but compared with him, I felt inferior to myself!"

Wen Rujun seemed very excited, "What a pity! What a pity! God is jealous of talent!"

Su Han was extremely shocked. He didn't expect that he would hear the words "The Sutra of the Heavenly Classic" from Mr. Wen.

Did someone control the "Celestial Classic" more than 20 years ago?

Master and Taoist never told him!

"Old Wen, stop talking. He is not just a person from our Chinese medicine field. We should stop talking about it."

The head of a genre quickly spoke, "You are such a guy, you've drunk too much!"

"I want to say it!"

Wen Rujun snorted, with a hint of mockery on his face, "So what about the person from Qimen? He is still a doctor, a Chinese medicine doctor!"

He slapped the table and said angrily, "I only know that he has saved the world, helped the strong and helped the weak, and has superb medical skills. I don't know how many people he saved. How could he kill innocent people indiscriminately? I don't believe it!"

"alright!"

Xue Yang stood up quickly, pulled Wen Rujun, frowned, "You guy, you're so drunk. Stop talking. You have already agreed not to mention this person again, so as not to cause trouble. Don't forget about Lao Yang's affairs back then."

When talking about Lao Yang, the faces of several old guys sank slightly, and they could only sigh and hurriedly drank wine and stopped talking about this topic.

Su Han looked at a few people and wanted to speak but stopped. He didn't expect that there was news about the "Celestial Classic" and that he was the descendant of the "Celestial Classic". He vaguely felt that that person must be related to him!

But looking at the expressions of Mr. Xue and others, it seems that that person has become a taboo in everyone's mouth and is not allowed to mention it again.

If Mr. Wen hadn't drunk some wine, he wouldn't have heard of it in his life.

He looked at everyone and couldn't help but say, "Why can't the descendant of the "Celestial Classic" say?"

Wen Rujun looked at Su Han, frowned slightly, opened his mouth, and shook his head. Xue Yang scolded him a few times and came to wake up a little.

"Forget it, don't say it, don't say it."

He sighed, smiled bitterly, and his face was full of anger, "Someone thought that the descendants of the "Celestial Classic" died injustice. He said a few more words, but he was killed by...the whole family!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!