Chapter 546 [546] Who would refuse such a great opportunity?

"What did you say?"

Doctor Han turned his head to look at Ye Feng and frowned.

"I wonder if a three-hundred-year-old Lingzhi would work?"

Ye Feng repeated his words again.

Doctor Han's expression became even uglier. "Are you kidding me? A hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is already a rare treasure. How can there be a three-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum?"

Zhao Fulin on the side also hurriedly said: "Brother Ye, I am not in the mood to joke with you now."

Seeing that the two did not believe him, Ye Feng immediately took out a cloth bag from his pocket and took out a handful of dried Ganoderma lucidum slices from it.

"I'm not kidding you, I really have three hundred year old Ganoderma lucidum here."

Everyone in the ward stared blankly at the Ganoderma lucidum slice in his hand, forgetting to react for a moment.

Is there really a three hundred year old Ganoderma lucidum?
And he caught a handful?

Is this a joke?
Doctor Han was the first to react. He hurriedly walked over, took a piece of Ganoderma lucidum from his hand, and examined it carefully.

Zhao Fulin also hurriedly followed and looked at Divine Doctor Han nervously, "Is this... really a three-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum?"

Divine Doctor Han's hands began to tremble. "It's actually a three-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. It's actually true? It's simply unbelievable..."

When he said this, all the medical staff present were extremely shocked!

They know the price of Ganoderma lucidum very well.

Even a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum can be said to be priceless.

Moreover, this thing is now on the verge of extinction and you can’t buy it even if you have money.

And this young man actually took out a 300-year-old Ganoderma lucidum?
This is a three hundred year old Ganoderma lucidum!
Absolutely priceless.

Zhao Fulin hurriedly asked again, "Divine Doctor Han, with this three hundred year old Ganoderma lucidum, can my father be saved?"

Doctor Han nodded hurriedly. "If it was a hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, I might only have a 20% chance of success, but with this three-hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, I am at least 50% sure."

Zhao Fulin was overjoyed when he heard this.

My father is already in this condition, it is already very rare to have a 50% chance of saving him.

Thinking of this, he immediately grabbed Ye Feng's arm excitedly, "Brother Ye, thank you, thank you... It's you who saved our Zhao family..."

Ye Feng also patted his shoulder and said, "Brother Zhao, please don't be so polite to me. I still have dozens of kilograms of this 300-year-old Ganoderma lucidum at home. If it's not enough, I will rush back to Zhonghai to get it now."

"puff……"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Doctor Han at the side almost vomited blood, "And... dozens of kilograms?"

His voice was trembling a little.

Each piece of this three hundred year old Ganoderma lucidum is priceless, even more precious than gold.

And this young man actually weighs several dozen kilograms?
This is a blatant display of wealth.

But he had no time to be surprised. He hurriedly leaned over the table and wrote a prescription, handed it to a nurse, and put a piece of Ganoderma lucidum in her hand.

"You should immediately prepare the medicine according to this prescription and bring it back to me. Go quickly."

The nurse did not dare to delay and hurriedly went out with the prescription.

While waiting for the medicine, Doctor Han couldn't help but ask Ye Feng curiously about the origin of the Ganoderma lucidum.

Ye Feng did not hide anything and told him the story of how he obtained the Ganoderma lucidum.

After hearing this, Dr. Han remained silent for a long time. "Young friend Ye is really lucky. He can get such a treasure just by climbing a mountain."

Ye Feng smiled modestly, "I have always had good luck."

Divine Doctor Han gave him a meaningful look and said, "Young friend Ye, you carry such precious medicinal herbs with you. Are you also proficient in medicine?"

Ye Feng waved his hand, "I can't say I'm proficient in it. I just learned a little bit by myself."

Doctor Han immediately became interested. "Self-taught? That requires a very high level of talent. Do you know where the Quchi acupoint is?"

Ye Feng knew that he was testing him, so he calmly pointed to the Quchi point on his elbow.

"here."

Doctor Han nodded in satisfaction. "Then do you know which of the twelve meridians the Quchi acupoint belongs to?"

“Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian.”

"what's the effect?"

"It has the effects of clearing away heat, relieving exterior symptoms, and dredging the meridians..."

Doctor Han asked several questions in succession, and Ye Feng answered them all fluently.

"Not bad, not bad. You have learned to this extent through self-study. It seems that you are really talented."

Doctor Han stroked his beard and looked at him with a smile, "I haven't accepted any apprentices for many years. When I saw you today, I really liked you."

The medical staff present were shocked when they heard this.

From what Dr. Han implied, he actually wanted to accept him as a disciple on the spot?

So far, Dr. Han has accepted three apprentices.

Each of his disciples became a well-known figure in the medical field.

Given his status in the medical field, there are countless people who are trying their best to become his apprentice.

However, his standards for accepting disciples have always been extremely strict. In addition to character, understanding, perseverance, sincerity, etc. are all indispensable.

At this time, he actually took the initiative to speak up and wanted to accept this young man as his disciple?
Everyone immediately looked at Ye Feng with envy and jealousy.

This guy's luck is just too incredible, isn't it?

Zhao Fulin was also overjoyed, and hurriedly pulled Ye Feng's arm, "Brother Ye, why are you still standing there? It's rare that Dr. Han speaks up, you should hurry up and become his disciple."

He was well aware of how high Dr. Han's status was in the medical community and how extensive his network of contacts was.

If Ye Feng could really become his apprentice, it would only benefit him and not harm him.

Including Doctor Han himself, everyone was looking at Ye Feng with anticipation.

It is worth the trip to have such a proud disciple.

No one present thought that Ye Feng would refuse.

Who would refuse such a great opportunity?

Unless he is a fool.

But what no one expected was that after Ye Feng heard what Doctor Han said, there was no surprise on his face.

"I'm sorry, I can't become your teacher."

(End of this chapter)