In China, almost all walks of life, no matter where they are, will talk about "qualifications". To sum up in one sentence, it is "ranking according to seniority".

No matter who he is, as long as he has enough seniority and seniority, he is the "expert" and "master" of this industry.

However, for those young people, even if they have a whole body of talent, it will be called "posterity".

Therefore, for Zhang Xiaofan, there are not a thousand people who question his TCM skills because he is young, and there are 800 people. This has long made Zhang Xiaofan a commonplace habit.

"Mr. Zhang, I heard from my father that you are not only very skillful in traditional Chinese medicine, but also have your own unique understanding. At the same time, you have mastered the art of acupuncture and moxibustion of traditional Chinese medicine that can help the dead to become white bones."

"Since Mr. Zhang, you are so skillful in medicine, you might as well call my daughter out of the room now. Our Wanqing has locked herself in the room for a long time..."

when saying this, Su Zhenyong did not forget to snort heavily, and then raised his hand to the door of the second bedroom on the second floor. The smell of provocation was beyond words.

Smell speech, Su Yunqing on one side also deeply sighed, shook his head, tone is gloomy, way.

"Well, Mr. Zhang, I told you on the phone that Wan Qing had locked herself in her room since she knew that her life span was less than a month. She didn't eat, drink or speak a word. That's almost another day."

"If my granddaughter is not allowed to come out of the room, her body and bones may not be able to withstand such suffering..."

"Oh, it's such a thing, it's very simple!"

In the face of Su Yunhai's yearning eyes towards his own side, and Su Zhenyong's sneer on his face, Zhang Xiaofan just thinks about it in his heart, and then he goes directly to the direction of the second floor.

Su family is a single family villa design, so the design of the stairs is also very imposing western style double row spiral stairs, how a luxury, rich and noble?!

Zhang Xiaofan went up all the way, and soon came to Su Wanqing's boudoir.

"Dong... Dong... Dong..."

Zhang Xiaofan first reached out his hand and knocked on the door, then he said, "cough... Cough... What, doctor Su is me, Zhang Xiaofan. I have something to look for. Would you please open the door for me first? I have something urgent to see you

"Zhang Xiaofan? It's him! How did he come to my house... "

after hearing the voice of Zhang Xiaofan coming from the door, Su Wanqing, lying on the bed, turned her head and looked at her door, then shook her head and laughed at herself.

"No matter what I do, I am now a dying man. It's better to die quietly than to worry about myself so much..."

my dry lips rose slightly, sketching a self mocking arc. Even when I was reading, I closed my eyes and called to Zhang Xiaofan outside the door turn a deaf ear to.

Sorrow is no greater than the death of the heart, and the death of man is the second.

As far as Su Wanqing is concerned, no matter whether she still has this less than one month's Yang shou...

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