Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

"Hmph, I also found A Lang. According to A Lang's kind nature, you mud-legged people took advantage."

At that time, the two had some friendship, but also some festivals.

Who hasn't passed yet.

Mr. Tian was not angry when he was scolded, but said slowly,

"Don't get me wrong, old man, he is the current leader of the farm."

"But it's just the next leader of your doctor's family. Who knows if there will be any changes in it."

Elder Qin immediately sneered,

"Accident? You really thought well, the old man gave the token to A Lang long ago."

"The core disciples are also in his Zhuangzi in Liaodong, so the name has long been justified!"

When Mr. Tian heard this, he immediately showed a smile, but a cunning flashed in his eyes, and said,

"The leaders of your medical family will change their names to Qinyue people, but I told you in advance that even if the leader changes his name, he will not be from Qinyue people."

Elder Tian still had a sense of superiority in his heart.

He knew Zhao Lang's true identity, so it was impossible to change his name.

When this matter was mentioned, Elder Qin frowned slightly, and said,

"Yes, after all, he is..."

Halfway through the conversation, Mr. Qin quickly came back to his senses and changed his words,

"It doesn't matter if some rules are changed."

Hearing this, Elder Tian became suspicious.

"In order to promote your reputation, all the leaders of your medical family changed their names to Qinyue people."

"Let the world think that doctors can prolong their lives if they maintain their health well."

"Why do you just give up now?"

At this time, Mr. Qin's face remained unchanged,

"People at that time were ignorant. They did not seek medical treatment when they were sick, but worshiped ghosts and gods. They lost their lives for nothing."

"Qinyue, the head of the medical family, was trusted by the people, and was awarded the title of Bian Que. In order to promote the medical family, the subsequent heads of the medical family were all called Qinyue people."

"But now people already know that they need to seek medical treatment when they are sick."

"It doesn't matter if the name is changed or not."

Elder Tian frowned,

"Sure enough?"

Mr. Qin arrived calmly,

"exactly."

Hmph, how could he expose the secret of Zhao Lang's life experience so easily.

When Zhao Lang revealed his identity, he had to take a good look at the other person's face.

It must be very exciting.

After the two confronted each other for a while, they each calmed down.

But Mr. Qin quickly said,

"A Lang asked the old man to show you your body. Come on, the old man will take your pulse and see how many days you can live with your muddy legs."

Elder Tian didn't even stretch out his hand, and said disdainfully,

"When your bones are cold, old man, I won't die!"

Elder Qin snorted coldly, and was about to fight back. At this time, Zhao Lang's voice came from the door,

"Mr. Qin, have you finished reading for Mr. Tian?"

The expressions of the two of them suddenly changed!

Show the same kind smile.

Mr. Qin said with a smile,

"A Lang, don't worry, Mr. Tian is in good health. I will give him a prescription to strengthen his foundation and cultivate his vitality. It will not be a problem to live another 1000 years!"

He is not talking nonsense, Chinese medicine is expected to hear and ask.

Although he didn't check the pulse, he could tell just now that the other party's body was very strong.

Just hearing this, Elder Tian's expression changed slightly, and he returned with a smile,

"Elder Qin's medical skills are superb. If I can live for 1000 years, he will surely live for 1 years."

Zhao Lang was very happy to hear that, a family with an elder is like a treasure.

The two old men are in good health, which is the best.

But he didn't pay attention to the confrontation between the two of them.

Zhao Lang walked in with Uncle Fu and Su at this time,

"Mr. Qin, show me."

Faber repeatedly said,

"Young master, the old slave is fine, don't need to look."

Zhao Lang would listen to him, and brought him directly to Elder Qin.

Only then did Mr. Qin ignore Mr. Tian and concentrate on showing Uncle Fu a look.

"Well, it's nothing serious, just a little angry."

"I'll prescribe a prescription, in case the outside is cold and the inside is burning after the weather is cold."

"Also, relax your mind and don't think too much."