"Think about the last meeting."

"The two of us met at the World Health Organization's Symposium on heart bypass surgery."

"As a result, three or four years have passed..."

Meet Michael Smith, an old friend who used to work together.

This actually made sun Xiangyun in a very bad mood.

It's also invisible. It's a little better.

He also warmly shook hands with each other and said with a smile.

In this way, Michael Smith and sun Xiangyun are two old friends whom they haven't seen for many years.

Between each other, after exchanging greetings with each other.

See Michael Smith this just turn round to see to Li Shufen, to its excited introduction, way.

"Ms. Li, about your father's illness, I don't think Michael Smith can cure it."

"However, Mr. Sun, an authoritative scholar of cardio cerebrovascular diseases, is here."

"No problem, I think!"

"You know, President sun's attainments in the field of medicine."

"It's not. I'm a latecomer who can compete with you!"

"What..."

Hearing this, Li Shufen was struck by lightning.

Mouth open big, but can't say a word!

An old face, but also feel hot pain ah!

Think about the last second, I was still in front of my husband.

It's rare in the sky that Michael Smith boasted about, but it's not on the earth.

What happened?

Unexpectedly, this is Professor Michael Smith who is almost blown to heaven by himself.

After seeing sun Xiangyun, he knelt down for each other every minute!

And he kept saying that he was not as good as sun Xiangyun.

Sun Xiangyun's medical skill is much better than Michael Smith's!

You don't want to do that?

I'm Li Shufen. I don't want to talk about face?

At this time, compared with Li Shufen, Zhao Hongtao's mood is not much better than before.

At present, Zhao Hongtao's old face is blue and purple.

He also has a kind of invisible feeling of being slapped with a big mouth.

"Ah... Ms. Li knew that."

"You can invite Mr. Sun, an authoritative expert in the medical field."

"I'm Michael Smith."

"Why come all the way from the United Kingdom?"

"According to the words of the Chinese nation, it's just like being a teacher and insulting yourself."

Michael Smith shook his head and laughed at his half baked Putonghua.

Then he said nothing more.

With a hand on his back, he walked directly towards the outside of the ward.

"Well, President sun, I'm Zhang Xiaofan, who has little talent and learning. It's really hard for me to undertake this important task."

"As for that, it's the old man's disease."

"There's dean Lawson. You'll have to worry a lot."

Seeing that Michael Smith had left, Zhang Xiaofan also arched his hand at Sun Xiangyun.

Not salty said a word.

Then, with a wave of his sleeve, he walked out of the ward.

"Mr. Zhang, please stay!"

After Michael Smith left, Zhao Hongtao saw Zhang Xiaofan make an effort to leave.

Immediately his whole person was flustered, hurried forward, way.

"Mr. Zhang, I used to be a little girl who didn't understand."

"Offended Mr. Zhang, you..."

"I hope you don't care about villains, Mr. Zhang."

"Give the Zhao family another chance to help my father see this strange disease."

"I beg you!"