The January period is coming in the blink of an eye.

Last night, the school sent the two to the airport.

After changing the boarding pass, Professor Qin dragged his luggage and climbed the escalator.

In a blink of an eye, Lin Miao was still standing below and looking around.

"Miaomiao," Professor Qin called her.

Lin Miao nodded at him, looked at the crowded hall again, and followed Professor Qin through security check.

More than ten hours later, the two set foot on the land of their motherland.

"Go back and have some rest and come to see me in two days."

Professor Qin said.

Lin Miao nodded.

She has benefited a lot from this foreign study.

It also needs to be sorted out.

Two days later, Lin Miao came to Professor Qin with his sorted notes.

"You're here," Professor Qin took off his reading glasses and smiled and pointed to the sofa against the wall.

The two of them sat down, and Professor Qin was very leisurely making a pot of tea and gave her a small cup.

"Professor, this is what I have sorted out. Take a look," Lin Miao put the notes on the side of the coffee table.

"No hurry," Professor Qin drank half a cup of Kung Fu tea and said, "I have received a consultation these two days. If you are not busy, come and help me."

"I? Can I do it?"

Although she has been in the traditional Chinese medicine industry for two years, she is mostly in making medicinal materials and taking pulses, and she is really not good at it.

"Why can't it work?"

"I'm on the pulse diagnosis. You just need to follow the prescription and decoct it when needed," Professor Qin smiled and said, "Zixuan told me that you have mastered the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials in the yard."

"With this foundation, you are capable of doing it."

Lin Miao nodded.

It turned out that she was asking her to do the job.

This is not a problem.

"Then the courtyard," Lin Miao hesitated.

"You don't have to worry about this," Professor Qin waved his hand.

"I've said hello."

Lin Miao smiled slightly.

Since she has said it, she has no problem.

"I'll go with me after class tomorrow."

Lin Miao nodded and saw that the time was about the same, so he went to class.

At noon the next day, she came to Professor Qin's office as soon as get out of class was completed.

Professor Qin was waiting for her early in the morning.

Seeing her coming, I picked up the bag.

"Let's go."

He took the lead in going out.

Outside the door, a car slid to the door.

After the two of them sat firmly, the car drove out of the campus and entered the traffic.

About an hour later, the car turned from the bustling street market into an alley.

The alley is quiet and narrow, only enough for one car to pass.

The car parked next to the only door opened in the entire alley.

Cheng Dong got off the car and rang the doorbell.

Soon, someone came over.

Open a small square mouth and open the door when he sees it is his own person.

The driver turned sideways and asked Professor Qin to come down.

"Miaomiao."

Professor Qin pointed at the sideliness.

Lin Miao hurriedly followed.

The three of them followed the doorman in.

The yard is full of flowers and plants.

This season, the flowers are blooming.

As soon as I stood still, I was surrounded by the fragrance of flowers.

Professor Qin looked around and smiled.

The forest seedlings looked at the thick and winding trees with branches.

There was a rocking chair, a small rattan table next to it, and a small purple clay pot on it.

There was a shallow smoke coming from the spout, and the water inside was obviously still hot.

The iron gate closed with a clang.

Lin Miao was slightly shocked and looked behind her.

The person who opened the door glanced at Lin Miao and left on his own.

"Please please, Mr. Qin," the driver was respectful.

As he finished speaking, he heard loud scolding from the hall inside.

The voice was extremely loud, comparable to the instructor during military training.

Professor Qin took Lin Miao into the ancient hall.

On the sofa on the left hand side, a gray-haired old man was talking on the phone with his back to several people.

Hearing the movement, he turned his head.

"You guys can tell me."

The old man hung up the phone and strided over.

"Why are you here again?"

The old man looked disgusted.

"Can I do not come?"

Professor Qin smiled with a good temper, took out the vein pillow from his bag with one hand, and pointed to the ring chair against the wall.

The old man reluctantly sat over and waited for the pulse pillow to be put on, and he put it on.

Professor Qin calmed down slightly and gently put his fingers on him.

After a while, he let go of his hand.

The old man put the other one on very consciously.

After Professor Qin had touched it, he said, "How is it, it's okay."

Professor Qin shook his head.

"You've been very popular lately, so you need to adjust it."

"I, no, just my temper, when will it not be strong?"

When the old man heard that he wanted to take medicine, he became anxious and changed his mind when he opened his mouth.

"Old Qin, please spare me."

Seeing Professor Qin take out the notebook, the old man hurriedly begged for mercy.

"It's okay if you don't take medicine," Professor Qin said: "From today, you need to pay attention to your food."

He looked at Cheng Dong, "I sent the things I paid attention to in the morning. If there is no problem, I will do the same."

"I will make arrangements," Cheng Dong nodded.

Seeing that there was no way to change, the old man immediately hummed in dissatisfaction.

It’s a pity that they were all ignored by both.
To be continued...