And this kind of being carried out to look at the eyes, but also let Zhang Xiaofan heart quite disgusted.

"If you have ambition, you will never grow old."

"Dr. Zhang is young, but he has made great achievements in the field of medicine. Jin Ming, pay attention to your voice!"

Don't wait for Zhang Xiaofan to open his mouth, Li Changxu frowned and glared at the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman also shrinks her neck when she is stared by Li Changxu. She is a quail and dare not say more.

"Ha ha..."

"It's said that last time it was this Doctor Zhang who used the acupuncture technique of traditional Chinese medicine to pull our old man back from the gate of hell?"

See some embarrassment in the atmosphere, see another middle-aged man took the initiative to ask about the last thing.

However, although the middle-aged man seems to be friendly on the surface.

But from the beginning to the end, he patted his ass and stuck it on the sofa. He didn't want to get up and say hello to Zhang Xiaofan.

Chin chin is slightly up, put on a pair of high arrogance.

Li Changxu wants to scold the middle-aged man again, but he is interrupted by Zhang Xiaofan.

He stepped forward, nodded faintly and said“ Good... "

"You drink? I've come out for medical consultation at such a young age -- "

"Pa... Pa... Pa..."

"Good, good..."

With that, the middle-aged man clapped symbolically, then suddenly changed the subject of the conversation and said.

"But then again, I don't think you look twenty-three or four years old."

"Chinese traditional medicine itself is broad and profound --!"

"Even if it's ten thousand steps back, you've been learning Chinese medicine since you were born. How can you learn the true tradition of traditional Chinese medicine? How many patients have you consulted? "

When the middle-aged man said this, his brow was twisted into a knot in one's heart. He immediately set his eyes on Li Changxu, who was on the side of the road;

"Brother, you are too casual to see our father's illness this time, aren't you?"

"There is a famous apricot forest expert like Dr. Wang in front of you, but you don't want to reuse him. On the contrary, you want to reuse a suckling boy!"

"You can't be led by the nose by this little red guy!"

"Let's make Li Jiacheng the laughingstock of other aristocratic families. Let's just say that if our old man's illness is delayed because of this, can you bear the responsibility?"

Seeing that all the people on the scene are aiming at Zhang Xiaofan and Li Changxu, Li Changming, who has been watching a good play for a long time, can't wait to jump out and add fuel to the fire.

"At the beginning, I said that if we want to cure our father's old disease, we still have to rely on the Doctor Wang."

"That's good. Before, Zhang Xiaofan, who came out of nowhere, boasted that he could get rid of our father's illness."

"But now?" present

"In the past, my father's old illness has recurred, and this time it's more and more serious."

"If it wasn't for the great doctor Wang, I would have the same opinion as you and the little red guy." as

"If not, my father will not know what to do next..."

"Hum... My master, his old man is naturally a doctor's parent's heart. He is sincere to his patients."