Chapter 93

"Who?"

Ye Mo was a little confused when he saw the man opposite me with an attitude that I had seen through everything.

"Isn't it Bai Qian's horse? I really don't believe he can hire so many experts!"

The evil man snorted coldly, took a big step back with his right foot, lowered his body and made an offensive posture.

"Bai Qian? I don't know, but I have some impression of a man named Bai Kun..."

Ye Mo doesn't seem to notice the action of the evil man. He touches his chin and recalls the goods that came to the Doukou of Taihua street last time.

"Sure enough!"

After hearing the word Bai Kun, the evil man jumped suddenly. His left hand rushed towards Ye Mo like a beast, and his right hand bent his fingers into claws and took Ye Mo's footwall.

"Tiger claw hand?"

Ye Mo was stunned. He didn't expect the other party to use such a move.

Facing the blow with the faint sound of breaking the air, ye Mo smiled, dodged to the left, avoided the claw edge, and then flew up and kicked on the man's right shoulder. The man flew out like a gourd rolling on the ground!

"You are so reckless."

Ye Mo shook his head and said.

The tiger claw hand's Kung Fu of pressing the footwall is also very strict with the martial artist's own footwall. The evil man broke an arm and couldn't control his balance for a long time. The rash blow was stepped down by Ye Mo to strengthen his inertia again. It's strange not to fly out!

Without waiting, the evil man struggled to get up. Ye Mo stepped forward and stepped him back to the ground.

Due to the sharp pain in his left arm, the man tried to get up several times and failed because of the sharp pain.

"If you can, you'll kill me. If I have one breath, I won't let you tear down my boxing hall!"

The evil man struggled angrily.

"Be honest, I don't know you!"

The man at his feet twisted like a maggot. Ye Mo couldn't help but shudder. Suddenly, the vicious man was silent.

"What's the matter with you and Bai has nothing to do with me."

Ye Mo steps on the back of the evil man and bends down to pinch the irregular protrusion of the man's left arm.

"They didn't send you? Then why did you block me?"

The evil man showed a stunned expression. Now he has been completely controlled by the other party. According to common sense, the other party should insult him and threaten him to agree to the demolition. Instead, the young man is more interested in his injured arm!

"Now I should ask you!"

Ye Mo raised his hand again with a violent shudder, and the evil man no longer dared to speak.

"Come on, what's your favorite dish?"

After ye Mo pressed and pinched around the twisted arm of the evil man, he asked mindlessly.

"Braised pork... Are you sick? Why do you ask?"

The evil man was stunned, but he answered subconsciously.

"Braised pork... It's too tired. You'd better eat less. Guess what time it is?"

Ye Mo gently pinches the wrist of the evil man and asks without a head.

"It should be eleven..."

The evil man lay on the ground, frowning and thinking about time.

Yemo's questions are like magic, which always makes him subconsciously want to answer.

However, before he finished, Yemo suddenly lifted his wrist and stepped on his left shoulder!

The evil man clearly heard a crisp click.

"My grass!!!"

The terrible voice like a bone crack startled the evil man, not to mention that it came from himself!

"I... my... Arm is connected?!"

The evil man was obviously a martial artist. The piercing pain and strange feeling in his shoulder disappeared after the exaggerated sound of bone fracture, leaving only a faint sense of acid swelling.

"No, I'm sorry. I'm learning bone setting. I want to help you treat your disease, but... I seem to have misplaced my connection!"

Yemo looks rather embarrassed.

"What?!"

The evil man was surprised. Once this manual injury was misplaced again, there was almost only one way to amputate. I thought this strange young man could cure him. It seemed that I thought more.

"Forget it, that's it. I'm not going to sign anyway..."

The evil man sighed, ready to say something and comfort ye Mo, but before he finished speaking, ye Mo suddenly took his hand, held his wrist in his left hand, pressed his elbow in his right hand, turned and twisted, and made two clicks.

"My day! Dare you fool around?!"

There was another strange noise on his arm. The evil man panicked. It seemed that he had to amputate.

Yemo ignored him, moved his feet to suppress him, went to the wall and lifted his medical box.

Without restraint, the evil man struggled to stand up and painfully touched his left arm. It seems that he will be Yang Guo in the future.

However, the tactile sensation from the feedback of his left arm immediately stunned him. He looked down and saw that the originally twisted joints there had recovered as before. If the skin was not still hot and painful, he would doubt whether he had really been hurt.

"Go back and put on the splint yourself."

Yemo waved his hand.

Carrying the box, he walked towards East Street.

The evil man held his arm and bowed deeply to Ye Mo's back.

……

The next day, ye Mo gets up early, rejects Liu Yuanwei's proposal to act as a driver, and takes a taxi to Sinochem with a medical kit.

As he greeted Chen Xingquan in advance, ye mogang appeared downstairs of the Provincial Association of traditional Chinese medicine. A middle-aged man trotted out and asked.

"Are you director ye?"

Yemo nodded.

The man held out his hand enthusiastically.

"Hello, Manager Ye. I know you're coming. I've been waiting here. My surname is Wang. I'm the office director of the Chinese Medicine Association. Please come in, please come in."

The Provincial Association of traditional Chinese medicine, the Provincial Institute of traditional Chinese medicine and the provincial hospital of traditional Chinese medicine are actually one, all in a building.

When ye Mo goes in, the first thing he sees is the traditional Chinese medicine hospital. Although the hospital is small, it has a lot of patients and is bustling. Upstairs is the office area of the provincial hospital of traditional Chinese medicine and the association of traditional Chinese medicine.

This time, ye Mo went through the formalities and got the director certificate of the Chinese Medicine Association.

After completing the formalities, ye Mo is ready to leave. He has to go to the provincial hospital to visit Chen Xingquan and treat Xia Bing's mother.

Director Wang grabbed him again.

"Manager Ye, according to the usual practice, the new directors will hold a welcome meeting, which has been arranged!"

The association of traditional Chinese medicine is a semi official association with a loose organizational form. The welcome party has never been held, because Hua GUI and Chen Xingquan always call to ask if a director named Ye Mo has reported. Director Wang will pay so much attention to it.

In order to show respect for this unusual director, a special meeting was held this time.

Ye Mo doesn't know about this situation. He really thinks it's a convention and politely says.

"That's not good. I didn't contribute much to our association."

"Your willingness to serve as a director is a contribution to our association! Other directors will arrive in a moment!"

Director Wang smiled brightly.

"Mainly let's get to know each other and exchange feelings."

Hearing that the arrangement had been made and everyone was coming, yemer stayed. He also wanted to know the colleagues he would work with in the future. It was also more convenient to do things.

At half past ten, the small conference room of the Chinese Medicine Association was filled with experts, all of whom were very important figures in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in Guangyuan province.