The two doctors thought that Li Yundong and Zhou Qin had done some shady things in the ward. They were both shocked by Zhou Qin's beauty and jealous of Li Yundong's happiness. At the same time, they felt that the hospital had been polluted and offended. Naturally, they spoke impolitely. One doctor sneered: "Cure? Is there such a cure? Which onion is he? Where can I get him to cure here?"

Another doctor also hummed: "how dare you mess around here without graduating from college? Hey, what's your major? Do you know what's her condition? Do you know that fooling around will cause great things to the dead?"

Li Yundong turned around and looked at these people carefully. His eyes fell on the silver haired middle-aged man headed by Zhou Qin. He stretched out his hand and said calmly: "are you the attending doctor of Zhou Qin? Hello, I'm Li Yundong."

The middle-aged man looked arrogant. He stretched out his hand lukewarm and condescending. He generally shook hands with Li Yundong. He said leisurely, "are you a doctor?"

Li Yundong shook his head: "No."

The middle-aged man blew a breath out of his nose and snorted coldly, "then I'll say something about you. Young people don't dare to mess around without knowing the greatness of heaven and earth and knowing nothing."

Li Yundong frowned secretly. He asked, "are you?"

The doctor next to him said, "this is a well-known neurovascular and oncology expert and scholar in China, Zhong Guofang!"

Experts and scholars?

Li Yundong's face suddenly looked strange. He said to himself: isn't the title of experts and scholars used to curse now?

For experts and scholars, Li Yundong has always expressed limited respect. He looked up and down at the expert and scholar of Neurology and oncology. He only saw that this man was not tall, about one meter and seventy, with silver hair, slightly bald forehead, oily face and fat intestines. Obviously, he had a lot of meals on weekdays and ate all over with tumors. No wonder he could become an oncology expert!

A long illness makes a good doctor!

Zhong Guofang glanced at Li Yundong and snorted coldly. He was used to seeing those people who showed awe and worship as soon as he reported his name, especially those patients. When he saw himself, he seemed to see the Tathagata Buddha and Guanyin Bodhisattva.

But the boy in front of him showed his temperament, which made him very uncomfortable. Although the boy looked young, he was very calm. When he saw them enter the ward, he caught him doing something he shouldn't do on the spot, but he was not flustered at all. Instead, he looked at them calmly, as if he was the attending doctor of this beautiful woman.

Zhong Guofang is disgusted with this feeling of opposing the Lord and being a guest. Even those who are officials should be polite when they see him. After all, no matter how old an official is, who can not get sick? Do you still have to ask them, experts and scholars?

He was used to being sought after. Today, he suddenly met Li Yundong, who not only didn't seek after him, but looked up and down with questioning eyes. Naturally, he felt very unhappy.