Sun Jingye had just walked to the door and saw Li Shengxian walking over. He seemed to have heard what he said and looked extremely embarrassed.

"Well, Master Li, please don't be overly impatient! Our younger brother has a weird personality and it's difficult for ordinary people to get along with him."

Sun Jingye quickly smoothed things over.

At this time, a man walked in behind Li Shengxian, pointed at Yin Zhongyuan and roared:

"Yin Zhongyuan, you are so proud, do you still want me, the deputy curator, to visit your thatched cottage three times to invite you?"

"Look at your own thoughts and look at Master Li's pattern. We Chinese people have all been humiliated by you."

The middle-aged man is called Song Youyan, and he is the deputy director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

As Yin Zhongyuan's leader, he was not polite to Yin Zhongyuan at all.

After all, it was about the face of the Chinese Medical Clinic, and he couldn't just do whatever he wanted.

Yin Zhongyuan also had confidence, stood up and said:

"Director Song, I am ranked last among the three chiefs. I know that I am not qualified to see Master Li Shengxian, so I did not go. What does Director Song think is inappropriate?"

"You, you..."

Song Youyan pointed at Yin Zhongyuan and was so angry that he almost died.

However, he just couldn't do anything with the stubborn old man.

Although he is the leader, the three chief physicians are nationally famous.

To be honest, he just cursed and cursed. He really wanted to drive people out of the Chinese Medical Center, but he was not qualified to do so.

To a certain extent, the strength and credibility of the three chief physicians in the Chinese Medical Center have long surpassed those of their deputy directors.

Li Shengxian couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

He strode forward, came to Yin Zhongyuan very politely, and patiently explained:

"I came here uninvited this time, specifically to visit the three masters. I feel regretful if I don't see one of them. After all, after coming to Xia this time, I don't know if I will have another chance in the future."

"I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble, but I ask Master Yin to forgive me."

Yin Zhongyuan looked at Li Shengxian in surprise, feeling very uncomfortable with his politeness.

Li Shengxian is famous all over the world. He is many times more famous than the three chief doctors.

Even Sun Jingye and the other chief felt it was particularly strange.

When Li Shengxian saw them just now, he didn't see him being so respectful to them, right?

Yin Zhongyuan, who happens to be ranked last, is not very well-known, but he is so respectful. Isn't this inexplicable?

Yin Zhongyuan said awkwardly:

"I didn't expect that Master Li, a foreigner, can speak Chinese so well. Isn't it really surprising?"

Although Li Shengxian is still in his early sixties, it is really surprising that he can speak fluent Chinese.

Li Shengxian waved his hand and said modestly:

"Wherever, as you all know, although I am in a neighboring country, I was born into a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in our country."

"So, I have been receiving knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine since I was three years old. At the beginning, I couldn't speak Chinese, and I couldn't even speak Chinese when I was eighteen."

"But later, I deeply felt that the traditional Chinese medicine techniques in our country could no longer satisfy my study. However, many medical techniques in your country are extremely difficult to translate, and there is no translation version at all."

"I had no choice but to start learning Chinese halfway. As the saying goes, you will always learn Chinese. When I was thirty years old, I could finally read major Chinese medical books fluently."

After hearing this, Yin Zhongyuan couldn't help but admire him. After all, the art of Chinese medicine is profound, profound, and difficult to understand.

Wouldn’t it be twice as difficult for people who can’t even read Chinese characters?

"Master Li is really amazing, I admire him very much." Yin Zhongyuan said, clasping his hands.

Li Shengxian said modestly:

"The art of traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound, and the nobleness it contains not only saves people, but can also be said to save the world."

"The so-called salvation means pity for all living things and living in harmony, so that human beings can continue to thrive from generation to generation."

"Once you learn the laws of heaven and earth and all things contained in it, you will be amazed by its all-encompassing depth, making it difficult to extricate yourself and becoming extremely addicted."

After hearing this, Yin Zhongyuan also felt a little proud:

"Master Li is right, students should have such an attitude."

As soon as these words came out, Song Youyan immediately became furious.

"Yin Zhongyuan, what's your tone? Master Li is not a scholar."

"Well, all of us here are scholars seeking profound knowledge of Chinese medicine. Am I wrong?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

Although Yin Zhongyuan meant to curse, no one could find any evidence.

Li Shengxian couldn't help but smile, nodded repeatedly and said:

"Chief Yin is right, I am also a scholar, and what I seek is the skills of Chinese medicine."

At this time, Sun Jingye smoothed things over and said:

"Everyone, don't just stand around and talk. Let's sit down and talk."

In the side hall of the main hall, there are countless low tables with a very retro layout. A group of people studying Chinese medicine sat down and began to discuss with each other.

After Li Shengxian pulled Yin Zhongyuan to chat for a long time, intentionally or unintentionally, he inadvertently revealed his intentions.

"I heard from the disciples of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Center that Master Yin received a prescription from the modern master Li Guangbai. Is it true?"

After hearing this, Yin Zhongyuan was surprised and said:

"It is true, but it is just a residual prescription. This is the prescription of our medical sage Li Guangbai. If it becomes a residual prescription, it is a loss for our traditional Chinese medicine."

"Yes, fortunately, this prescription has been filled. It shouldn't be fake, right?" Li Shengxian asked again.

Yin Zhongyuan raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, you old man, did you come here prepared by hearing about it or by inquiring about it?

Yin Zhongyuan didn't lie either, he nodded and said:

"Yes, this prescription has been filled now."

Li Shengxian sighed several times and explained with a smile:

"Speaking of which, the Medical Saint and I have a history!"

"What's the origin?" Everyone was curious.

"In the beginning, in order to improve some of the shortcomings in the traditional Chinese medicine techniques we have mastered, my parents came to China to consult the masters, and were fortunate enough to receive the guidance of Master Li Guangbai."

"So, we formed a friendship with Master Li Guangbai. Our family's surname was not originally Li. Later, when the name was reformed, we changed our family surname to the Chinese name Li, also because of Master Li Guangbai."

After everyone heard this, they suddenly realized.

"No wonder Master Li is so powerful. I didn't expect that he had been taught by Li Guangbai."

Deputy curator Song Youyan also exclaimed in surprise.

Li Shengxian explained:

"When my father passed away, he kept talking about Master Li Guangbai, so when I came this time, I had an unkind invitation to Master Yin."

Yin Zhongyuan was very confused, what on earth did this old man want to do?

"Master Li, please speak."

Li Shengxian smiled and said:

"Our family admires Li Guangbai very much, so when we heard that Master Li Guangbai's things were in the world, we were very interested in it. Since Master Yin has completed the prescription, the value of the prescription must be reflected."

"And I really want that remnant prescription. After all, it is an ancient relic and has great commemorative value."

"If you all agree, and if Master Yin is willing, I am willing to pay a lot of money to buy Master Li Guangbai's remnant prescription and keep it in our family as a souvenir and as the most sacred artifact for us to inherit the medical skills."

Everyone finally understood what Li Shengxian said, and Song Youyan quickly agreed:

"Is it just a residual prescription? If others don't give it to you, Master Li, we will definitely give it to you."

However, Yin Zhongyuan doesn't think so. Li Shengxian is engaged in such a big battle. Is it really that simple to ask for a scrap?

Only Yin Zhongyuan knows how great the commercial value of this prescription is.

If a breakthrough could be made, even if it could only cure one type of cancer, that would be unimaginable.

Unfortunately, even if the prescription is completed, there is still no breakthrough.

Li Shengxian knew that if he wanted to get a complete prescription, it would be impossible for the Chinese Medical Center to provide it, so he came to buy the residual prescription.

Does he feel that even if he gets the remaining pieces, he will be able to make up for it?

By then, his medical empire will be able to apply the prescriptions easily.

Yin Zhongyuan didn't look at the faces of everyone in the Chinese Medical Center at all. He stood up and refused decisively:

"Master Li, I'm sorry, I also admire Li Guangbai, so I plan to collect it myself and pay tribute to the medical saint. After all, it is the medical saint of China and should be worshiped by us descendants of China!"
Chapter completed!