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"Miracle doctor, you don't want to reopen here! Although it has created brilliant achievements here, it is now an industrial society, and this kind of pure handcraft is no longer a place for martial arts! "

"Yes, the miracle doctor, you brought us here to let us look at these old objects. After seeing them, I was really excited. I also remembered the scene of making medicine with my father when I was a child."

The other one wiped away his tears and looked at the sky sadly, "there is no future for Chinese traditional medicine manual processing!"

President Li also sighed with emotion, a long sigh, as if he knew Chinese medicine.

Su Mian doesn't have time to grieve with them in autumn and spring, so she has to be cleaned up immediately.

A few of you just woke up.

"Miracle doctor, is it necessary to restore the traditional manual processing?"

"Good, good, we old guys can, but the output is not high!"

"Without production, we can't solve our current crisis."

"Slow work leads to fine work. We will do one." After su Mian finished, Wen Wen distributed the prescription to everyone.

President Li took it over with a puzzled look on his face, "what, Su Mian, shall we make cold medicine?"

Several old Chinese medicine practitioners have different views.

"It's OK to make a kind of delicacy. It's effective, and it has a market as well..." An old Chinese medicine doctor saw the back and forgot what to say next.

"Doctor, are you sure you want to use these herbs?"

"Are they normal? How many of us are needed? "

"Doctor, are you kidding us? We are nearly 200 years old. Don't make fun of us! Can these kinds of common people really cure diseases? "

President Li didn't understand, so his mood changed with the changes in the content of everyone's talk.

For a while, I felt that some of the old Chinese medicine practitioners were right, and then I felt that Su Mian was right. Especially in this meeting, the balance in my heart is completely tilted to the side of several old TCM doctors.

"Look at me." Su Mian knows that she doesn't believe what she says now. It's better for her to operate it herself.

Take out the medicinal materials that have been prepared for a long time, wash them, cut them, and then make them by hand.

Several old Chinese medicine practitioners can't see what's strange about Su Mian's herbs. The materials are well chosen and the cutting technique is of medium level.

This is it?

Is it strange that the drug effect can be good?

Su Mian knows what they think. She does not have to worry about selecting materials and cutting them, because the most important step is the final manual processing.

As soon as Su Mian began to operate, several old Chinese doctors could no longer move their eyes.

This process and process are not the same as they are familiar with. It is subversive.

Su Mian actually changed the position of two processes.

How could that be possible?

How could she do that?

How can things handed down from generation to generation be changed at will.

"Let's not question my operation. Let's see the finished product later."

Two hours later, the finished product is out of the pot, a pot of black soybean sized pills.

Several of them pinched several pills in their hands, and their expressions were extremely disdainful.

One of the oldest people put the pill under his nose. His eyes, which were unable to open, suddenly widened. His mouth was slightly open. His whole expression froze for a minute!

The layman looks at the scene, the expert sees the way.

This smell

What a difference!

"Absolutely! How many common herbs can make this medicine? "

The other two smell speech, also quickly smell smell, smell after also a face muddle force!

"Miracle doctor, if we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, we wouldn't believe that the herbs of those rotten streets could make this kind of medicine!"

"Miracle doctor, shall we make this medicine next?"

Su Mian shakes his head, "no, still want to add a medicine."

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