City: The cultivation of a miracle doctor starts from inheriting the medical center

Morning, 9:35 a.m.

The entrance of an antique building in the old town of Zhenwu City.

Sun Wenyuan stared blankly at the four big words "Jingcheng Medical Center".

A few minutes later.

Sun Wenyuan sighed lightly, shook his head, and walked into the medical hall with his feet raised.

The layout of the clinic is still the same as before.

The only difference is that there are more equipment used by Western doctors in the clinic.

Sun Wenyuan turned his head and looked around.

I didn't see a single person.

"Anyone?" Sun

Wenyuan shouted behind the screen.

"If you want to see a doctor, come back in an hour.

As soon as Sun Wenyuan's words were finished, a voice of reply came from under the medicine cabinet.

The voice sounded like someone who had just woken up.

Sun Wenyuan walked to the medicine cabinet and stretched out his head to look inside.

An old man with gray hair was sleeping with his eyes closed.

Maybe it was because he felt Sun Wenyuan's gaze.

The old man slowly opened his eyes.

"Young Master Wen Yuan!" the

old man exclaimed, as if he didn't believe it, and rubbed his eyes again.

......

Jingcheng Medical Center was founded by Sun Wenyuan's grandfather.

It has a history of more than 50 years.

Previously, the clinic was open from 5 a.m. to 9 p.m.

In Sun Wenyuan's memory, this time has not changed.

But since three months ago, the opening hours of the clinic have changed.

It opens at 10:30 a.m. and closes at 4:30 p.m.

All this was learned by Sun Wenyuan from the old man's mouth.

Three months ago, Sun Wenyuan's grandfather died at the age of 110.

Sun Wenyuan and his grandfather have a deep relationship.

Suddenly I heard the news.

I couldn't accept it for a while and fainted.

It was at this time that Sun Wenyuan awakened the memory of his previous life.

......

Reincarnation and rebirth were Sun Wenyuan's first thoughts after fusing his memories.

In his previous life, he was an abandoned sick baby, the kind of person who was judged to be alive and dead at birth and could only live to adulthood.

Fortunately, he was more cheerful, and through self-study of Chinese medicine, he lived for an extra seven years.

It wasn't until he was 25 years old that he ran out of vitality and passed away.

In this life, he is the heir of a family of Chinese medicine.

Because his father works hard, he is still the rich second generation in other people's mouths.

He could have inherited the country laid by his father in peace and embarked on another path.

But he couldn't forget his grandfather's love for him, and finally chose to come back to inherit the medical hall and inherit the family medical skills.

......

Sun Wenyuan is still considering the rectification of the medical center.

The old man took out a golden silk nanmu box from under the medicine cabinet and handed it to him.

The box is not large, smooth on all sides, and only a picture of the opening of the medical hall is carved on the top.

"What is this?" asked

Sun Wenyuan, puzzled.

"This is left by the master, saying that he will give it to you when you come back......"

Sun Wenyuan didn't know what was in it, and he couldn't find a way to open it after careful searching.

Ask the old man.

The old man didn't know how to open it.

After checking it for a while, I was about to put it away.

Suddenly, Sun Wenyuan saw the medical hall carved on the box as if something was almost something.

"Medicine gourd, it's medicine gourd.

Sun Wenyuan had a flash of inspiration and took off a small gourd hanging with a red rope from his neck.

This was the last thing Grandpa left him.

I thought it was a thought left to him by my grandfather, but I didn't expect it to be the key to the box.

With a soft sound, the box was opened.

"Ding Dong! The Divine Doctor Cultivation System Version 1.0 is being activated.

As the box opened, a crisp voice sounded in Sun Wenyuan's ears.

"What's wrong, Young Master Wen Yuan?"

"It's okay, I just remembered my grandfather."

Sun Wenyuan replied simply, and walked towards his room with the box in his arms.

The golden fingers of the traverser have been activated, and where is there any change in his mind to manage the medical hall.

"System, system......"

Sun Wenyuan called in a low voice.

About three minutes later, there was another "ding dong" sound.

"System.

"Ding Dong! The Divine Doctor Cultivation System Version 1.0 Serves the Host!" With

the sound of the system, a virtual page appeared in front of Sun Wenyuan's eyes.

The page is very rough, and it is not as good as the current third-rate game web page.

Version 1.0 of the Divine Doctor Training System, with several gilded characters hanging high in the center.

The two virtual buttons of the Divine Medicine Hall and the Benevolence Value are listed on both sides.

Sun Wenyuan is preparing to study the use of the system.

A long-faced man with a small head, pajamas, and eye droppings in the corners of his eyes barged in.

"Sun Wenyuan, what are you doing here?" Sun Wenyuan

was startled, and his finger subconsciously pointed towards the upper right corner of the virtual page.

It's just that he forgot, this is not a web page.

And in the eyes of the long-faced man, this scene was Sun Wenyuan shooting at him.

The long-faced man took a step back and scolded: "Sun Wenyuan, what are you going to do, you want to hit someone

?" "Didn't you see that?"

Looking at the virtual page in front of him, Sun Wenyuan asked the long-faced man.

The long-faced man mistakenly thought that Sun Wenyuan was going to beat him. So as soon as he turned around, he ran out of Sun Wenyuan's room.

"Sun Wenyuan, let me tell you, the medical hall is mine, don't you want to rob me of ......

" "He didn't see it, could it be that only I can see this page."

Sun Wenyuan muttered in a low voice, and with a silent "close" in his heart,

the virtual page suspended in front of his eyes disappeared.

On, Off, On, Off, ......

Sun Wenyuan experimented for a while and then stopped.

Outside the house, the long-faced man's scolding never stopped.

Sun Wenyuan couldn't stand it after hearing two sentences.

"Sun Wenhao, if you dare to scold again, I will discount your legs. "