C11 Senior-apprentice Brother Lin Chun

Lin Clan Medical Center.

Lin Chun was pulling a reclining chair, while the old god was lying at the gate, bathing in the rising sun, thinking about how many people he could wash white today. None of them expected that Xu Zhe was rushing over with a murderous look on his face.

When Lin Chun was young, his family was very poor. After he graduated from junior high school, he was sent to town by his parents. Old Master Xu had studied Chinese medicine so that he could rest in peace in the future. Afterwards, since Old Man Xu was honest and loyal, he supported him in continuing his studies until he graduated from university.

In university, Grandpa Xu had also been an enlightened person. Taking into account the fact that Chinese medicine was getting more and more sluggish, western medicine was like the sun in the sky.

He then let Lin Chun choose a western medicine major and learn western medicine. After graduation, Lin Chun successfully opened a small clinic.

As for why he taught the Lin clinic instead of being called Lin Chenchun, that was because Lin Chun felt that his name was too low. If his name was used as a sign, then most likely no one would dare to come. Business may be better.

However, the result was completely useless. The business was still tepid and there were only a few patients a day.

On the Seaside Road, Xu Zhe ran towards the Lin clinic with a murderous look on his face.

Lin Chun, who was still wandering on the rattan chair, suddenly felt a murderous intent, which made his back feel cold. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xu Zhe's dark face, bulging blue veins, looking like he was about to eat someone. This scared Lin Chun so much that he ran into the clinic and closed the glass door, hiding inside the room without daring to come out.

Xu Zhe was both angry and amused by Lin Chun's behavior. He forced a smile and said with a stern face, "Senior-apprentice Brother Lin, you caused me so much trouble yesterday. If we don't put some blood on this matter, we won't be able to get over it. "

Seeing that Xu Zhe's expression had eased up, he laughed and said, "Junior Brother, that's for sure. Come, come, let's go home. I'll cook a table full of meat for you guys."

Xu Zhe and Lin Chun walked into the living room. This box was quite old, and looked ancient. It looked like an old object. It was covered in red paint and had a metal handle. Each side of the box had a small bronze bracelet. There were three deep scratches on one of the four sides. On the surface of the dark red box, there were three big words, "The Suspending Kettle to save the world".

Looking at the medicine box, Lin Chun was filled with emotion. He remembered every time Grandpa Xu visited, he would carry this medicine box on his back, and now this medicine box representing the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine had been passed on to Xu Zhe. It was as if he had seen the history of traditional Chinese medicine.

Once upon a time, he also had the responsibility to promote Chinese medicine, but because of the limitations of Chinese medicine itself, it required more than a dozen years of experience to accumulate. As a result, currently, no one in the younger generation of Chinese medicine dared to believe him.

He took a deep breath to suppress his emotions. Wiping away the tears from the corner of his eyes, he patted his shoulder and said, "I probably don't need the medical kit anymore. I'm on duty now, so I don't have much time left."

"I'm used to carrying it on my back, but instead of doing it on my back, I feel empty inside." Xu Zhe said with a smile.

"Sigh, let's stop talking. Let's go home." With that, he slammed the door shut.

"We won't leave until we're drunk tonight." Lin Chun was very happy that his junior brother, whom he had not seen for so many years, had appeared in front of him. Especially when he saw the medical kit on Xu Zhe's back, he felt as if his dream was revived, and Chinese medicine could still continue to pass on its legacy.