Speaking of these past events, the face of the old man Xie rarely showed sadness.

Mr. Wu comforted the old man Xie’s shoulder, “The deceased is gone, brother is mourning.”

Mr. Wu nodded and then looked at Mr. Wu, "I have no hope, why don't I send my little granddaughter to learn medical skills with this girl and my brother?"

"This—" Mr. Wu's face was a little embarrassed.

The eldest brother stood up at the right time, "Senior, I don't know anything. Master, he has already spoken, and the younger sister is a closed disciple."

The old man Xie waved his hand immediately after hearing this, "No, brother, don't have to accept her as his disciple, just let her listen. I don't have the ability to teach her, and she has no intention of here. I really can't discover her talent in this area, so I thought if I could-"

Mr. Wu glanced at Yue Qingran, who was beside him, "Since that's the case, why should brother Taiwan look far away? Isn't there a most suitable candidate next to me?"

"Where?" Old man Xie passed all the people he knew, but didn't think anyone was suitable. He raised his head and was about to open his mouth when he saw Yue Qingran who seemed to be smiling beside him.

He looked at Old Wu in disbelief and pointed at Yue Qingran, "Brother, can't the best person you are talking about be her?"

Mr. Wu nodded seriously, "That's right!"

"But isn't she just getting started? Will she be able to teach her children?" Old Xie swallowed the words back.

Boss Wu laughed, "It seems that you underestimated her more than a little bit!"

Yue Qingran, who was standing beside her, spread her hands helplessly.

The old man Xie still looked suspicious when he heard this. It was because Yue Qingran didn't recognize the appearance of the medicinal herbs that left a deep impression on him.

At this time, the old lady was supported by the maid and stood up, "Okay, let's move to the dining table and chat."

Everyone nodded, gave in obediently, and let the old lady lead the way, and everyone followed behind them.

Yue Qingran looked at Mr. Wu as he walked. Seeing Mr. Wu’s mind on the Hundred Grass Record, he suddenly felt funny, “Master, let’s have a meal first!”

Old Wu nodded and carefully put Baicaolu into his arms, "Let's go!"

Everyone had lunch happily, but Mr. Wu looked absent-minded.

Sure enough, Yue Qingran put down the bowls and chopsticks. Before she could take a break, she was called to the study by Mr. Wu, and the old man Xie was invited to the study together.

Old Man Xie sat down next to Mr. Wu and waved his hand, "Do whatever you should do, don't worry about me."

Mr. Wu and Yue Qingran looked at each other and apologized to the old man Xie, saying, "Although we also believe in Brother Taiwan, it is something to save lives. We have encountered many different Baicao records over the years, so we still have to go through the procedures that should be taken. We are worried that Brother Taiwan will worry too much."

"Hey, man, aren't you just seeing each other? It doesn't matter. Real gold is not afraid of fire refining, you can just try it."

When she heard Old Man Xie say this, let alone Mr. Wu, even Yue Qingran breathed a sigh of relief. After all, she didn't want to have a grudge against Old Man Xie in the future because of this.

It is best to talk about it at this time.

Perhaps it was because of Mr. Wu that what she didn't expect was that the evil old man today could be so easy-going.

Since that's the case, Mr. Wu carefully took out Baicaolu and carefully checked it page after page.

Unexpectedly, he was like Yue Qingran at the beginning, and he became more and more fascinated as he watched it.

In order not to waste time, Yue Qingran had to play a role in supervision and reminding.

Time passed little by little, and the old man Xie slept and woke up, woke up and fell asleep. In the end, he couldn't stand it. He slipped out while Yue Qingran and the others were not paying attention.

Yue Qingran's Yu Guang noticed the old man Xie's actions, but she did not stop him and was still immersed in the Record of the Hundred Herbs.

I don’t know how long it took, but Mr. Wu finally read the last page.

Yue Qingran looked up at Mr. Wu, "Master, can you find the problem?"

Mr. Wu shook his head, "There is no problem with what I know inside, and the compilation is generally reasonable. But those medicinal materials that I don't even know, or things that can be used as medicine, are unheard of. If this is true, the prince will be saved."

Yue Qingran looked thoughtful, "Master, is it about Jade Vein Snow Silkworm?"

Mr. Wu nodded, "It seems you have discovered it too."

"But what else can the master verify?"

"Yes!" Mr. Wu showed a mysterious smile, "I have collected a genuine copy of the Medicine Saint before, and you can tell by comparing the handwriting."

"But how did you know that the book in your hand is the original one?"

"Because that was obtained by the teacher personally from the hands of the people who came from the Medicine Saint. Based on age, that person may be the evil brother's grandfather."

Yue Qingran raised her eyebrows, but she didn't expect that there was such a thing around her?

Mr. Wu stood up, walked to the corner of the table and squatted down, reached out to touch the table, and pushed his wrist upwards.

With a "click" sound, it was like a sound of falling into a drawer. Old Wu got up and opened the drawer, and took out a booklet from it.

Yue Qingran looked around and saw the two big words "Pulse Meridian" written on the cover.

Mr. Wu sat back on the chair and compared the meridians with the handwriting of Baicao Record one by one.

It doesn't matter, this comparison is really a bit of a problem.

Yue Qingran frowned, "Master, although the handwriting is a bit similar, you can see that the last stroke of each word is different. This - it seems that it is not done by one person?"

Mr. Wu nodded heavily.

"Then which of these two is true and which one is fake?"

Mr. Wu frowned, "This meridian has been used by the master for decades and has never made any mistakes. There is no problem!"

"But this--" Yue Qingran looked at the two books with a complicated face. How should we explain this?

"Is it possible that Baicao Records are fake? But I always feel that it is real."

Yue Qingran slapped his thigh, "By the way, there is also a medical book given to me by the old man in my mansion. The handwriting is the same as the one recorded by the Hundred Grasses. It records many treasures of heaven and earth. I saw something called the Blood-Swallowing Worm in it. Have you ever heard of it?"

Mr. Wu frowned tightly, "I haven't heard of it!"

Yue Qingran explained: "It is recorded above that the blood-swallowing worm is like its name, feeding on blood and a unique vine juice in the Ruoxue Forest. If the mucus it spits out and the feces it discharges will be corroded immediately if it is touched by the skin, but if it grows a brand new perfect skin again within a moment."

"So, if you can find this thing? It will be extremely useful to you!" Old Wu looked at Yue Qingran with deep eyes.
Chapter completed!