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"This is..."

Feeling the special power pouring into his body out of thin air, Yang Lin first raised his eyebrows, and then immediately thought of something.

"Is this merit?"

After some comparison, he also recognized this special power.

It is not much different from the merit obtained when turning the typhoon around, but the amount is larger.

Different from cause and effect, merit is the reward given by heaven after benefiting the people.

It is a great tonic for practitioners. Although it cannot be used directly to improve one's own cultivation, it can be used to offset heavenly calamities or refine magic weapons of success to eliminate disasters and solve problems.

He had never gained any merit in his previous life, but he did not expect that he would receive merit from heaven one after another on this blue star.

"Is it because I disclosed this prescription for treating leukemia for free and benefited those who are seriously ill that I gained so much merit?"

After doubting it, Yang Lin roughly guessed the source of these merits.

"Then if I continue to develop other drugs used to create terminal diseases, wouldn't I be able to earn unlimited merit?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the four old men beside him.

As Xinglin Saints, they have channels and reputations that ordinary people cannot imagine. If they can use the hands of these old men...

Unconsciously, he nodded slightly.

And his slight expression was also noticed by He Guangming on the side.

In an instant, He Guangming felt happy. In his opinion, Yang Lin's expression must have affirmed his behavior just now.

However, at this moment, Yang Lin suddenly spoke again.

"Mr. He, Pindao suddenly came up with an idea, but this idea requires help from you and a few old men."

Hearing Yang Lin's words, He Guangming was startled at first, and then agreed without thinking.

"As long as you speak, Taoist Master, we will definitely go all out."

"That's right, Taoist priest, if you have any ideas, just tell me."

"Yes, yes, yes, although we old bones don't have great abilities, we still have some connections."

The four old men in front of him agreed wholeheartedly, and Yang Lin did not continue to show off.

"It's like this. I have a little knowledge of medical skills, but I can't save the world by myself."

"So Pindao thought that if he could spread his medical skills and let them flourish to save more people, he would be able to live up to what he had learned."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the dean's office widened their eyes.

They even doubted whether they heard correctly.

What is a little bit of medical skill? A little bit of medical skill can cure someone's terminal illness in just a few clicks.

What made them feel even more incredible was the following sentence.

With Yang Lin's many attacks, there is no doubt about his medical skills.

Even He Guangming and other Xinglin elders dare not say that they are more accomplished than Yang Lin in this area.

In fact, in their own minds at this moment, Yang Lin's level had already surpassed them by several miles.

After all, they can't cure a terminal disease like leukemia with just one drug.

Such a big boss suddenly said that he wanted to teach the medical skills he had learned. This is such shocking news.

After a long while, He Guangming looked at Yang Lin tremblingly and said:

"Taoist priest, are you serious? Are you really willing to teach the medical skills you have learned to others?"

Hearing He Guangming's question, others also looked at Yang Lin, waiting for his final answer.

Under their gaze for the next second, Yang Lin nodded slowly.

"Pindao's idea is to have four people take the lead in setting up a traditional Chinese medicine clinic. Pindao will teach in the museum, and anyone who is interested in traditional medical skills can come and take classes."

"Of course, it would be great if other Xinglin seniors are willing to share what they have learned."

"This will not only facilitate everyone's communication, but also help the dissemination of traditional medical knowledge."

"I believe that in this collision of knowledge, traditional medical skills will soon shine."

Listening to Yang Lin's thoughts, the office quickly fell into silence.

Ordinary people were shocked by Yang Lin's bold idea, but medical inheritors like He Guangming were confused.

Today, the traditional medical skills of Long Kingdom are gradually declining. Some people say that traditional Chinese medicine died due to traditional Chinese medicine, while others say that traditional Chinese medicine died due to conservatism.

But in fact, only their insiders know that this is far from the case.

The decline of traditional Chinese medicine is certainly due to the influence of counterfeit medicines, but more importantly, it is due to the fact that most of the prescriptions and medical books have been lost.

Some of them were bought by foreign forces at high prices and patented, while others were taken underground.

For example, many of the palace prescriptions were strictly prohibited from being passed on to outsiders, and were not even allowed to be kept in writing. They could only be passed down orally.

There will be some errors in each generation. The more generations are passed on, the greater the error will be.

By the time the last generation passed away, no one even knew about the existence of these prescriptions.

Some miracle medicines that were once popular among the people were also completely lost for this reason, and all that remained were those popular prescriptions.

Even those families with traditional Chinese medicine only have a few bottom-of-the-line prescriptions.

Now, Yang Lin intends to use all his knowledge to create a traditional Chinese medicine clinic and guide the entire traditional medicine community to integrate with each other. What a big heart and what a feat.

After all, with Yang Lin's pearls in front, no one can hide them anymore.

When he thought that traditional medicine would one day be revived in the hands of himself and others, He Guangming's old face suddenly turned red with excitement.

The same is true for Mr. Xu and three other people beside him.

After a while, He Guangming took the lead in expressing his stance:

"If Taoist Master Yang is really willing to do this, I will risk my life to open the Chinese Medical Clinic."

"Yes! Old man, even if I lose everything, I still have to contribute."

"That's right, when the time comes, old man, I will personally go and gather the descendants of each family for a meeting. This old man has my full support for this matter that is related to the future of traditional medicine in the Dragon Country."

"If I can see Chinese medicine rise again in my lifetime, I can die in peace, old man."

As they talked, the eyes of the four old men, who were almost four hundred years old in total, became red-eyed.

The other medical staff in the office were also excited.

While in the hospital, they witnessed too much helplessness and too many separations of life and death.

If the traditional medical skills of the Dragon Kingdom can rise and produce a few more pictures like the prescription given to a boy to cure a terminal illness, then there will be fewer tragedies in the world.

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