Xiao Chen really doesn't have much time to spend on this. Mr. Danbo and even others think it should be a great honor to translate those ancient books for his family. In fact, Xiao Chen doesn't have so much time at all.

"In China, ye Shizu of the school of febrile diseases also asked me to translate the Ming and Qing versions of the theory of plague for their school. It should also be an isolated version. It took me a lot of time to translate it. There are also many books in the library at the headquarters of the school of febrile diseases."

Mr. Danbo was really strange at first. Now when he heard Xiao Chen say that, he understood at once. No wonder Xiao Chen didn't feel excited when he entered his Danbo family library.

"Dr. Xiao, what about you?"

"It's not that I can't completely take some time to translate. A great writer once said that time can be squeezed out like a sponge. I think I can, too. However, I'm not sure when I can translate and when I can finish all the translation, because I may have to take classes or do other things in addition to treating people."

Dr. Xiao is young. In Mr. Danbo's opinion, Dr. Xiao must still be reading.

"Dr. Xiao, I don't know how old you are now?"

"How old are you?"

At Xiao Chen's age, he should be a freshman and sophomore in Dongyang.

"Before coming to Dongyang this time, I just finished the domestic college entrance examination. However, I think I should be a freshman in the University of traditional Chinese medicine after school starts in September."

Just a freshman?

However, according to Xiao Chen's medical skills, in Mr. Danbo's view, Xiao Chen is an attending physician in a large hospital or a professor of traditional Chinese medicine in a University of traditional Chinese medicine.

There is no doubt that what Dongyang needs most is talents like Xiao Chen. If Xiao Chen can stay in Dongyang for a long time, it is the best in Mr. Danbo's opinion.

In fact, those ancestors like Mr. Danbo are the descendants of immigrants from Dongdu. In fact, he likes to let the domestic talent elites emigrate to Dongyang like them.

However, not everyone wants to immigrate.

"Dr. Xiao, your medical skills are enough to be a professor in a university. If Dr. Xiao has ideas, I can recommend you to be a professor in any Chinese pharmacy in Dongyang."

There are really no young professors like Xiao Chen, because the most talented people may be in their twenties to become university professors, but Xiao Chen is not yet in his twenties.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Danbo. I still want to go home."

Xiao Chen's relatives and friends are all in China. How can he come to Toyo?

Moreover, if he really wants to, I'm afraid Korea wants to invite him with a high salary, but Xiao Chen is really not willing.

Mr. Danbo felt a pity when he heard this.

Originally, he wanted Xiao Chen to help translate those books for him. Now it seems that Dr. Xiao not only doesn't have enough time to do these translations, but also has a lot to do.

For a moment, it was difficult for him to know how to speak.

Danbokui had just been standing nearby listening. She heard very clearly. This man refused his father's kindness, and seemed unwilling to translate for her danbojia.

Xiao Chen glanced at Dan bokui and went out of the library.

When he went out, Mr. Danbo motioned his daughter Danbo Kui to greet Xiao Chen.

"Dr. Xiao, let the maid greet you first."

Xiao Chen thought there was something wrong with Mr. Danbo.

In that case, Xiao Chen first went to the living room and sat down. Although he had just translated those books with white gloves, now he still went to wash his hands first.

Looking at Xiao Chen's serious hand washing, Dan bokui is still a little strange.

"What tea, sir?" Asked Dan Pokui.

"So you can speak Chinese."

Xiao Chengang saw at a glance that the other party was Mr. Danbo's daughter or some kind of relative, not a maid.

However, Xiao Chen feels that the Danbo family is a descendant of Liu Bang. Although they actively integrate into the cultural life of Dongyang, they should still be able to speak Chinese.

Therefore, in addition to being the imperial doctor of the Oriental royal family, the Danbo family even produced many officials. The identity of this official was the ambassador of the Oriental royal family to China, that is, they sent messages to the mainland for the Oriental royal family.

"I will." Dan bokui said.

"Then you'd better make me some green tea."

Dan bokui began to make tea for Xiao Chen, but she performed a tea ceremony in the process of making tea. It's normal for people from a big family like her to understand the tea ceremony.

However, if there is really something pleasing to the eye, Xiao Chen really doesn't think there is anything to enjoy. What he drinks tea is his mood, not the performance like that cumbersome program.

So Xiao Chen sat on the round mat and just drank tea.

Dan bokui was there watching him quietly again.

It must be impossible to say that the young man's medical skills are not good. Moreover, she has heard that Xiao Chen is treating Princess Qingzi for edema.

His father treated Princess Qingzi, but it happened again and again after a period of time, which showed that his father could not be completely cured.

Under the treatment of Dr. Xiao, Princess Qingzi had completely reduced her swelling in less than a day or two. Now she should be treating the symptoms and root causes of the other party.

From this point alone, she felt that Dr. Xiao's medical skills were one level higher than her father.

Xiao Chen also found Dan bokui looking at him secretly, but he didn't say it.

From a close look, this danbokui is really much more beautiful than that Princess Qingzi. It may be because it has the blood of Oriental people and a feeling of exotic style in it.

Moreover, the sound of Dan bokui's dress still makes Xiao Chen feel strange. Obviously, she is a big lady. Why should she dress up as a maid?

Perhaps more than half an hour later, Mr. Danbo came back and said, "Dr. Xiao, I'm sorry, there was something just now."

"Nothing."

Look at the time. It's more than 5 p.m. now. If there's nothing else, Xiao Chen wants to go back to Zhonghua street.

"Mr. Danbo, I don't know if there's anything else?"

"Dr. Xiao, won't you stay for dinner?"

In fact, in Xiao Chen's opinion, it's the same where to eat. However, if Mr. Danbo has nothing to do, he wants to go back to Zhonghua street to eat.

Moreover, Oriental people don't eat dinner so early. They should start eating at more than 7 p.m.

And it's still early?

"It's very kind of you, Mr. Danbo. I want to eat everywhere. If there's nothing wrong, I'd like to go back to Zhonghua street first, because it's still early for dinner."

Mr. Danbo looked at the clock in the living room and found that it was really early.

"Dr. Xiao, if that's the case, I'll ask the housekeeper to take you back first."

Mr. Danbo didn't ask the driver to take him back, but asked the housekeeper to take Xiao Chen back to Zhonghua street.