C16 You donst have to come tomorrow (1/2)

The business in Jingmin Hall of Traditional Chinese Medicine was good, Zhao Qiang did not have time to study, he had been helping Lan Yuyan.

After the diagnosis, Lan Yuyan would read the prescription to Zhao Qiang and ask him to prescribe it.

Zhao Qiang only knew a little about the names of those rare medicinal herbs. Therefore, on the first list, he wasted five pieces of paper. The patient kept scolding him for being stupid.

Zhao Qiang accepted the criticism humbly. The second recipe only wasted two pieces of paper.

After that, the third recipe had two errors in it and did not waste any time.

When he opened the fourth recipe, Zhao Qiang was quite familiar with it and could handle it as he wished.

Zhao Qiang did not notice, but Lan Yuyan was secretly shocked.

When Zhou Qiner asked her to help him, she asked about Zhao Qiang. Zhou Qiner said that his talent was not good, and his memory was not good either, but Zhou Qiner's words and Zhao Qiang's performance were completely inconsistent.

Back then, when she was learning the prescription, she didn't make any mistakes for a whole week. On the other hand, Zhao Qiang only wrote three prescriptions.

If what Zhou Qiner said was right, then it could only mean that Zhao Qiang was born to be an oddly-talented medicine man!

Even if she was prepared, Lan Yuyan was still very sad. What could she teach such a heaven defying apprentice?

Zhao Qiang did not feel Lan Yuyan's depressed mood at all. Throughout the entire morning, he roughly calculated that he had actually written seventy prescriptions!

These seventy patients had given him a lot of experience, and Lan Yuyan's simple and effective diagnosis method had broadened his horizons. Coming to Jing Nu to be his apprentice was the right decision!

Rubbing his sore wrist, Zhao Qiang was about to leave when a book fell from the sky.

”I'm off duty this afternoon, and you won't be coming in this afternoon either. Go home and finish memorizing this book. I'll check it out tomorrow.” After Lan Yuyan finished speaking, Zhao Qiang, who was left dumbfounded, stared at the ten centimeters thick《 Compendium of Grass》 on the table and swallowed his saliva.

”Holy shit!” Finished reciting it? It's more or less done! ” Zhao Qiang was feeling conflicted. He subconsciously flipped to the page and glanced through it. After closing the book, he immediately flipped through it.

His eyes widened. Starting from the first page, he skimmed through ten lines of words, page after page, and after a while, Zhao Qiang finished flipping through the book. His face was flushed red and he was excited.

Closing his eyes, the first word he saw a moment ago floated into his mind.

He actually remembered every single word. This kind of photographic memory, could it be that he inherited it from the Heavenly Book of Medicine?

Ten minutes later, Zhao Qiang was finally able to recite the second book of Soup Dumplings like the back of his hand. He felt like he had been struck by a pie and lost consciousness. He felt like he had won a hundred million dollars.