Chapter 585

"Mr. Wang, what's the matter?" When Xu fan saw Wang Guoqiang's picture, he couldn't help asking.

Wang Guoqiang shook his head and grinned bitterly, "an old man is stubborn. I kindly asked him to come here for treatment. Instead, he said that I was laughing at him. That old man was a donkey when he was young!"

It seemed that the atmosphere was a little dull. Wang Guoqiang waved his hand, "don't mention that old guy. After you enter the army, Xu Xiaozi, you have to restrain your pride. There are all the top genius demons!"

Xu Fan certainly won't tell Wang Guoqiang that he doesn't need to enter the army, let alone that his talent has been recognized by Qinglong and granted privileges.

Although Wang Guoqiang is in a high position, he doesn't know much about cultivation, so he just thinks that Xu Fan's talent is excellent, but he doesn't know how good Xu Fan's talent is.

At this moment, they were chatting. There was a laugh outside the yard, "Lao Wang! Where is the little doctor you said? I was always told a month ago that there was a little miracle doctor. How can I get one now? "

Laughing, an old man with white temples and a gray Chinese tunic was skillfully opening the wooden door of the yard and striding towards Wang Guoqiang.

Wang Guoqiang got up to greet the old man and gave him a bear hug. Then he introduced him to Xu Fan, "this is my old platoon leader. He is more powerful than anyone in fighting and has saved my life three times. Unfortunately, his head is not open-minded. He has been fighting all his life and his rank is not as high as mine."

The old man turned his lips to Wang Guoqiang, uncovering Wang Guoqiang's short story impolitely, "who was blown up by a grenade and cried to go home?"

Wang Guoqiang's face is red. "Who was not the first time? When did I lose face to you? "

It can be seen that Wang Guoqiang has a good relationship with the old man. It's no exaggeration to say that he has a close friendship with the old man. Therefore, Wang Guoqiang's sarcasm is more like a cry for the old man's injustice.

At this moment, the old man turned to look at Xu Fan, looked at Xu Fan, and stretched out his palm toward Xu Fan, "my name is Tang Jinjun. This month, Lao Wang always mentioned your name to us, even to the point of never forgetting, which would grind out the calluses in my ears."

Tang Jinjun's conversation is incomparably casual and friendly. Xu Fan already has respect for Wang Guoqiang's old comrades in arms. Seeing that Tang Jinjun doesn't have any airs at all, he has a good feeling for Tang Jinjun.

Xu fan doesn't know that even if Tang Jinjun no longer has airs, as Tang Jinjun, he is a bit arrogant and can be so easygoing to Xu Fan. Besides Wang Guoqiang, he has implanted Xu Fan's magic into Tang Jinjun's mind.

But even so, when Tang Jinjun saw Xu Fan, he was still surprised. The reason is very simple, Xu fan is too young! Medicine has always been more and more popular. Xu fan is so young that Tang Jinjun increasingly thinks that Xu fan is extraordinary. That's why he is so friendly to Xu Fan.

"Mr. Tang, my name is Xu Fan, but I'm not a miracle doctor."

Two hands gently grip, is directly separated.

When the three of them sat down, Wang Guoqiang began to introduce Tang Jinjun's illness to Xu Fan. "This old guy used to be my old platoon leader. He pulled me out of the gate of death again and again, so he was injured. The most serious thing was that three shrapnel had been embedded in his chest near his heart. Although it had been removed, he had sequelae..."

Just as he said that, Tang Jinjun was suddenly stunned and moved his muscles and bones for a while. Now he had an incredible look on his face. "Lao Wang, how come my chest doesn't hurt all of a sudden?"

Wang Guoqiang looked at Tang Jinjun, but also a face of shock, "suddenly no pain?"

"It doesn't hurt any more, it doesn't feel stuffy any more. It seems that my legs and feet are much sharper." Tang Jinjun stood up excitedly and jumped like a child. Only those who have been suffering for years can understand that health is a person's most precious wealth.

"What's the matter? How can you be cured directly before Xu has cured you? " Wang Guoqiang looked at Tiao Tiao, with an excited look on his face, a blank color on his face.

No matter how powerful the doctor is, it's impossible for him to take a look at people and cure them directly? Moreover, Wang Guoqiang understands the seriousness of Tang Jinjun's illness. Although he doesn't seem to be in any serious trouble, once he has an attack, it's just a matter of a few days.

Why suddenly? The God of heaven?

At this moment, Tang Jinjun and Wang Guoqiang are quiet. They stare at Xu Fan.

They are more willing to believe that it was Xu Fan who cured Tang Jinjun than the God. But Wang Guoqiang didn't finish his illness. How could Xu Fan have cured him?

"Xu, boy Xu, how did you cure this old man?"

As a matter of fact, Tang Jinjun's illness is not God's manifestation, but Xu Fan's use of the xuanhu Sutra to divide up an internal force to help Tang Jinjun repair and nourish his body. Now Xu Fan's strength has reached the late stage of the earth level. Just shaking hands is enough for Xu Fan to send his internal force to Tang Jinjun.

As for asking about his illness, there is no need for Xu Fan.

Since he is an old comrade in arms of Wang Guoqiang, Xu fan knows with his toes that Tang Jinjun's illness is naturally left behind in the battlefield. It is most appropriate to use the xuanhu Sutra to treat it.

"Er... In fact, Tang Lao Gang's injury is not serious. Maybe it's because Tang Lao Gang is too happy, and I just used some special skills, so..."

Of course, Xu Fan would not explain to them what the xuanhu sutra was and what the later stage of the terrace was. Even if he said it, they could not understand it.

Although Wang Guoqiang heard Xu Fan's explanation, he was still shocked.

When you're happy, you're cured? If the treatment is so simple, won't all the people in the hospital starve to death?

However, since Xu fan is not willing to say how he cured Tang Jinjun, they are not good either. It's a good thing if they get well. At this moment, Wang Guoqiang is extremely excited and pulls Xu Fan to drink.

During this period, two old comrades in arms of Wang Guoqiang came. Xu Fan also took advantage of the gap between handshakes to transfer his internal power to their bodies. In a short time, he cured the old disease that had plagued them for many years.

Of course, the two also showed a look of shock one after another, only to worship Xu Fan as a living immortal.

Just at this time, Wang Guoqiang's last old comrade in arms also came by car. However, his temper was extremely hot. Before he entered the door, his broad voice was introduced into the hospital.

"Wang, what little miracle doctor can I have Yang Zhentian come here in person?"