Making Great Fortune Overnight

0"So, Uncle Lin, the Original Herb Hall is now an empty city. There isn't a single general in it. I have recruited one, but if someone knew about it, they would certainly be surprised that I used her."    

    

"As for the business, don't even mention it. There definitely won't be any. I estimate that Divine Doctor Xu's return will be out of my expectation."    

    

Qin Lang said with a smile. Actually, he wasn't worried about the business of Half Herb Hall. He was purely pretending to complain in front of Lin Shaoxiong. He felt a different kind of friendliness towards Lin Shaoxiong. Because Lin Shaoxiong always had that kind of loving look in his eyes.    

    

In Qin Lang's eyes, the Original Herb Hall was just a piece of cake. He felt that it was very easy for him to play around with it. The Ancestral Granny was a person who had shocked the past and the present. She was a person who could allow the Moon Inviting Palace to be passed down for a thousand years. It was even easier for the Original Herb Hall to do so.    

    

"But it's also good. I will take the opportunity to rest for a while. Otherwise, once the clinic becomes popular, I will be very busy again."    

    

If not for Hsu Xiwen and Yingjing Ling's feelings, Qin Lang really hoped that the Original Herb Hall would be deserted.    

    

"Doctors are benevolent."    

    

Lin Shaoxiong admired Qin Lang a little more. "Qin Lang, you are very rare."    

    

Qin Lang waved his hand. "Thank you, Uncle Lin, for your praise."    

    

"By the way, Qin Lang, Elder Xu told me something when he was in seclusion. I almost forgot to tell you."    

    

Lin Shaoxiong suddenly slapped his head and remembered something. He took out a piece of paper from between the wheelchair and gave it to Qin Lang. "The competition for the Magpie Cup is held every five years. The competition will be held next Wednesday."    

    

He added, "Elder Xu gave you his name. Remember to participate when the time comes."    

    

Qin Lang could not stop himself from being shocked. "The competition?"    

    

"What is Elder Xu doing?    

    

I am going to participate in the TCM competition?"    

    

He did not know whether to laugh or cry. "I am not a doctor. I have already said that doctors are my secondary occupation. Oh, no, not even my secondary profession. Besides, it doesn't mean anything to me. "    

    

Qin Lang's idea was that regardless of whether it was traditional medicine or western medicine, as long as he could save people, it would be good medical skills. Therefore, unless he had no other choice, he rarely competed with others in medical skills.    

    

Now that Divine Doctor Xu suddenly asked Qin Lang to participate in the Magpie Cup, Qin Lang was completely confused and had no idea what he was trying to do.    

    

"Elder Xu said that he wanted to let you see how far he can go and stimulate your interest in medical skills."    

    

Lin Shaoxiong had expected Qin Lang's reaction. He patted the back of his hand and smiled. "Secondly, he hoped that you could win the championship and have an official reputation."    

    

"In this way, no one will say that you are not a doctor."    

    

"The champion of the Magpie Cup not only has a place in the medical world, but also has a chance to become a national treasure talent."    

    

He encouraged Qin Lang. "Qin Lang, I think you can give it a try."    

    

Qin Lang scratched his head. "Uncle Lin, I don't need those undeserved titles. I studied medicine not for others to praise me."    

    

Qin Lang was not as good as a Divine Stage. Many things could be learned without a teacher. TCM was the crystallization of thousands of years of wisdom. Even if it was Western medicine, he was full of inspiration. Even if it was Western medicine surgery, Qin Lang would still dare to do it. But... He was too lazy to do all of this right now, and he was even more disdainful of those false titles covered by clouds and fog.    

    

"Qin Lang, I know your character. You don't need those things to decorate yourself."    

    

Lin Shaoxiong smiled and continued to advise at a moderate pace, "But this person, after all, can't live without all kinds of interpersonal relationships. Some false reputations can avoid a lot of trouble."    

    

"Besides, even if you are not interested in those false reputations, you will become the champion of the Magpie Cup, and Original Herb Hall will become famous with one shot. You don't need to worry about the source of the guests."    

    

"One more thing. Elder Xu hopes that you can develop TCM in the future. That way, he won't have any regrets after a hundred years."    

    

"The inheritance can't be separated from authority and the approval of the officials."    

    

He added in a gentle tone, "I think this is also one of the reasons why he arranged for you to participate in the competition of the Magpie Cup."    

    

Qin Lang's heart moved slightly. "Uncle Lin, you and Elder Xu want me to be gold-plated."    

    

He had a vague feeling that whether it was taking over the Original Herb Hall or taking part in the competition, they all wanted him to show himself.    

    

"Being gold-plated is also a manifestation of my ability."    

    

Lin Shaoxiong crushed Qin Lang's last bit of hesitation. "I think your parents will be happy to see you become famous."    

    

"Alright!"    

    

Qin Lang exhaled a long breath, picked up the registration token and glanced at it. "I will join in the fun."    

    

Qin Lang did not mind becoming a multi-faced person.    

    

"Hahaha, good child. Let's go to the Great Buddhist Temple."    

    

Lin Shaoxiong had a gratified expression. "I want to let Buddha bless you in winning the championship."    

    

Half an hour later, in the Great Buddhist Temple, after Lin Shaoxiong finished offering incense, he asked Qin Lang to help him pay for the incense oil while he waited outside.    

    

As soon as he came out of the sandalwood smoke, Lin Shaoxiong's phone vibrated.    

    

He put on the Bluetooth earpiece and soon Divine Doctor Xu's voice was heard. "Little Lin, has Qin Lang agreed to join the Magpie Cup?"    

    

"He wasn't interested at first, but I persuaded him to agree."    

    

The Magpie Cup, which was held once every five years, was not only a grand event in the field of medicine in China, but it also attracted the attention of the entire country. Whether it was the people or the officials, they would all give it a high recognition.    

    

Its value was no less than an academician's.    

    

"Okay."    

    

Divine Doctor Xu's voice was like the wind blowing in the northern wilderness. "There is a successor in China's medical field..."    

    

After offering incense, Qin Lang pushed Lin Shaoxiong down the mountain.    

    

But this time, they did not return the way they came. Lin Shaoxiong let Qin Lang follow the flow of people down the main road.    

    

It was almost noon. A small group of people who had finished offering the incense began to descend the mountain. They took photos or chatted happily. It was very lively along the way.    

    

Qin Lang and Lin Shaoxiong felt the smoke and smoke, and their moods were unprecedentedly joyful.    

    

"Wah!"    

    

However, when they were halfway there, they suddenly heard a mournful cry coming from behind them. It was getting louder and louder, and it was getting closer and closer.    

    

Qin Lang subconsciously turned his head and saw a family of five coming down from the mountain.    

    

There were two old men, a young couple, and a few months' worth of babies.    

    

The two old men looked cold, the young husband looked impatient, and the mother looked anxious as she kept coaxing the baby in her arms.    

    

It was just that although the young mother tried her best to pacify the child, and even stuffed her into a warm milk bottle, the baby kept spitting it out, and the crying was terrifying.    

    

Lin Shaoxiong frowned slightly. "Isn't this crying too much?"    

    

This cry was no less than stabbing a pig's throat with a knife.    

    

It was not only Qin Lang and the others who thought so. The rest of the tourists also had the same expression. They all looked at the group.    

    

Seeing everyone looking at them curiously, the red-dressed mother-in-law straightened her face and said to her daughter-in-law, "Useless thing. You can't even coax a child. You're freeloading on our family's rice."    

    

She looked at the baby girl with disgust. "Quickly make her shut up, or else we'll throw her away."    

    

The bald father-in-law also snorted. "Forget about freeloading rice. She even gave birth to a child and gave birth to a girl. This is simply a sin she committed in her previous life."    

    

"Mom and Dad, don't talk too much."    

    

The young husband stopped his parents from mocking him, but then he shouted at his wife, "Still not letting the child shut up?    

    

Do you want the whole world to laugh at our Old Zhang's family? "    

    

The young mother was almost beaten to the ground. There were a few more fingerprints on her face, but she did not resist.    

    

She just kept shaking the child, hoping that the child would stop crying.    

    

Obviously, it had been going against her will for a long time.    

    

Seeing this scene, the tourists on the road frowned slightly. The women who were mothers were even more furious. If they were not pulled by their families, they would stand out and speak for justice.    

    

"Go, go, go."    

    

The red-dressed mother-in-law pushed her daughter-in-law away. "Shame on you."    

    

The family continued to move forward.    

    

Today's Buddhist temple was much livelier than usual. From the looks of it, not all the people who offered incense were from the sanatorium.