Supreme Little Fisherman

  Chapter 877 invites experts

  Zhou An rubbed his chin slightly and said: "This is a good thing. If we can promote the cultivation of saffron, the income of the villagers in our village can be raised to another level."

Shu Laowu nodded, and then said with embarrassment: "I think so too. The village has enough start-up funds. The only problem is that we can't find professional talents. Saffron is very delicate and not clever. The agricultural experts are in charge, and there is no way to promote planting..."

   Zhou An suddenly patted his chest and promised: "I said why did you come to me? It turned out to be this matter. Don't worry, this matter is on me!"

   chatted with Shu Lao Wu for a while, and watched Shu Lao Wu leave with a grateful face.

   "It seems that we should ask the well-connected people about this matter. Let's ask Mr. Bai Feng first to see if he knows the right person to choose."

   Zhou An dialed Bai Feng's phone and said straight to the point: "Master Bai Feng, I have something to ask you."

  Hearing Zhou An's words, Bai Feng's words on the other side of the phone were full of panic: "What's wrong, Dr. Zhou, could it be, did my **** grandson offend you again?!"

Seeing Bai Feng's appearance of being bitten by a snake for ten years and being afraid of well ropes, Zhou An couldn't help but shook his head and said: "No, no, I just want to ask Mr. Bai Feng, do you know anything that can grow saffron? An agricultural expert of this kind of Chinese herbal medicine, I have a Chinese herbal medicine business and I need someone to help manage it."

Hearing Zhou An's words, Bai Feng on the other side of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and assured him: "Don't worry, I'll leave this matter to me. I will definitely help you find a master in this way within an hour at most." !"

   After chatting with Bai Feng for a few more words, Zhou An hung up the phone.

  Just a few minutes after returning to the house, Bai Feng called, and his words were full of respect: "I have found the saffron cultivation expert you need, Dr. Zhou, and I will send you the specific information through WeChat."

  Looking at the information sent by WeChat, Zhou An pondered for a moment and said, "Professor Yan Tian of Shuimu University... Anyway, he doesn't have a job right now. If that's the case, I'll go and invite him directly."

  Zhou An drove to the address of Professor Yantian's villa on the file, and knocked on the door.

The sound of the door lock opening sounded, and a middle-aged man with a haggard face came out of the villa. His words were full of perfunctory: "I don't know who you are? Do you have anything to do with Yan? If you are fine, please leave. Yan is not in the mood to waste time. Wasted on boring people."

  Looking at Yan Tian's haggard face, Zhou An raised his eyebrows and said, "Professor Yan Tian from Shuimu University, right? I have a position as the chief technical expert of traditional Chinese medicine farming, and I would like to invite you to come out..."

  Before Zhou An finished speaking, Yan Tian smiled self-deprecatingly, and closed the door to thank the guests.

   Zhou Anyi grasped the door, and said lightly: "Wait! Professor Yan Tian looks gloomy and unwilling to agree to me. It is because you are sick. I am a doctor and I am sure to cure you."

  Opening the see-through eye, Zhou An could see clearly that there was a dormant bug in Yantian's lungs, obviously it was a Gu worm!

For ordinary genius doctors, it can be said that it is extremely difficult to treat this kind of disease that is not a disease. If you are not careful, you will activate the dormant Gu worms in advance. sky!

  However, this kind of trouble is extremely simple for him, as long as he mobilizes the dragon energy in his body, it can be said that it is effortless to swallow the dormant Gu worm!

Hearing Zhou An's words, Yan Tian's eyes lit up first, and then he seemed to hear some big joke and ridiculed again and again: "Although I don't know where you found out about my illness, but you said you can treat it? What kind of international Just kidding! Do you know how many doctors I have seen, there are countless experts in Western medicine and Chinese medicine experts, and there is nothing you can do about it! "

   Zhou An looked like an old **** and said, "You often cough in the morning and evening, don't you?"

  Hearing Zhou An's words, Yan Tian was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Yes, so what? As long as you have the heart to look through my medical records, you can know about this kind of thing!"

  Zhou An continued: "Midnight is midnight every day, so your lungs often get congested, don't you?"

"You, how do you know?!" Hearing Zhou An's words, Yan Tian's face changed greatly, and his face was full of disbelief. After all, this thing was too weird, so he didn't even tell the attending physician. How did you know? !

   Zhou An said calmly: "As long as you trust me, I can treat you and guarantee a 100% cure."

   Zhou An had just finished speaking, when a voice of sneering came into the ears of Zhou An and the two of them: "Haha, what a joke in the world, where a barefoot doctor dares to boast like this!"

  Zhou An followed the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walking towards an old man in a Tang suit.

  The old man in Tang suit looked at Zhou An arrogantly and said, "Boy, are you a Chinese medicine practitioner? If so, do you have a teacher?"

   Zhou An said calmly: "No."

  The old man in Tang suit said proudly: "You don't have a teacher, but I do. My mentor is a top Chinese doctor!"

  The old man in Tang suit looked at Zhou An with even more disdain in his words: "Do you have a master's or doctoral degree?"

   Zhou An said calmly: "Not at all."

  The old man in Tang suit looked at Zhou An with contempt on his face: "You are not, but the old man is a doctoral supervisor! How do you compare with me!"

  The old man in Tang suit turned his head to look at Yan Tian and said, "I can treat you! But if you believe this little bastard, then you can do whatever you want!"

The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes opened his mouth, looked at Yantian and introduced himself: "Professor Yantian, I am Wei Shuo of Xingchen Medicine, and I would like to ask you to take charge of the cultivation of traditional Chinese medicine. As long as you agree, with the help of this genius doctor Lu, you will definitely be able to take care of it." Cured!"

  Hearing Wei Shuo's words, Yan Tian fell to his knees and was full of excitement in the words: "Master Lu, please help me!"

  In Yan Tian’s view, no matter how capable Zhou An is, he can’t compare to this miracle doctor of Lu, besides, who is not in his 60s or 70s, Zhou An’s medical skills at such a young age!

  Zhou An shrugged his shoulders, since Yan Tian insisted on this "Miraculous Doctor Lu" to save him, then he wanted to see how capable this Miracle Doctor Lu was!

Doctor Lu snorted coldly at Zhou An, and led by Yan Tian into a room in the villa. Under the watchful eyes of Yan Tian's relatives and friends, Yan Tian lay on the couch and said respectfully: "Doctor Lu, I don't know How are you going to treat your illness?"

  Miraculous Doctor Lu took out a jade bottle and said, "This is the Mabei Powder I have reconstituted according to the ancient prescription. Drink it, and I will treat you with acupuncture and moxibustion later on!"

  Hearing the words of Miracle Doctor Lu, Yan Tian drank it in one gulp and immediately fell into a coma.

Dr. Lu took out a pack of silver needles, and under the gaze of all the audience, Dr. Lu started acupuncture. He held a silver needle in each hand, but he pierced dozens of silver needles on Yantian's back in a blink of an eye. His movements were extremely skillful. .

  (end of this chapter)