Douluo: You call this a toy

Mr. Luo called several times in succession, but was told that the call could not be connected, and then put down the phone.

"Turn off your phone. If you leave your phone number, someone will take the initiative to contact you."

Yang Fan picked up the ballpoint pen on the table and left his number on a newspaper.

After chatting for a while, Liu Xueru retested Mr. Luo's blood pressure. It was still normal. She thought that the time was still short and the effect of the injection had not gone away, so she thought of taking it again before leaving.

"In this case, I'll call the restaurant and ask them to deliver some food."

Mr. Luo found a business card, picked up the phone and was about to make a call, but Yang Fan stopped him.

Aunt Chen was not at home, so there was no need to bother him and said, "Next time."

"I'm happy today. You can drink with me."

Mr. Luo insisted on staying, but Yang Fan couldn't refuse and asked, "Is there any food in the kitchen? I'll just go fry some."

"Oh, you can also cook?"

Mr. Luo looked at him in surprise. Today's young people are too lazy to wash their clothes. There are not many young men who can cook.

Yang Fan nodded, "I'm afraid it won't suit your taste."

"Haha, I have eaten all the leaves back then, old man, I will try your craft."

Liu Xueru said hesitantly: "You chat with Mr. Luo for a while, I'll go."

"I agree, let Xueru go."

Mr. Luo felt that Yang Fan's hands were used to treat diseases and that cooking was not suitable. Moreover, he wanted to learn more information from him.

Yang Fan had no choice but to nod and chat with Mr. Luo for a while. There was no movement in the kitchen, so he hurriedly said to Mr. Luo, "I'm going to help."

When he entered the kitchen, he saw Liu Xueru holding her mobile phone and learning to cook.

"You came just in time. You came here thinking about me."

Liu Xueru put the phone into Yang Fan's hand. The picture showed fried eggs with garlic moss. Yang Fan secretly smiled. He couldn't fry such a simple dish. He was worthy of a rich lady.

"I suddenly remembered that you can't touch the water, so I'll do it."

Liu Xueru blushed. She didn't expect Yang Fan to be so attentive, and gratefully gave up the position of holding the spoon.

Yang Fan knocked two eggs into the bowl and stirred them well, then cut the garlic into sections. When everything was ready, he turned on the fire and poured some oil into the pot. After the oil pot was hot, he poured the eggs into the pot.

His skillful movements make him look like a super chef in Liu Xueru's eyes. He must learn to cook in the future. Otherwise, if he follows Yang Fan in the future, he can't let a big man cook.

After a while of tinkering, the four dishes were served to the table. Although the color, aroma and fragrance did not arouse Mr. Luo's appetite, he still praised him. He knew Liu Xueru's family background and grew up with a golden key in his mouth. He had never cooked anything since he was a child. After dinner, this is already rare.

Mr. Luo went back to the house to get a bottle of Maotai that he had treasured for many years. If he kept it at ordinary times, he would be reluctant to take it out. Now Yang Fan has an extraordinary status in his heart.

It was indeed a good wine. When the bottle cap was opened, the fragrance overflowed. Mr. Luo filled two glasses of wine himself and handed one to Yang Fan. Yang Fan stood up and caught it with both hands. This was a sign of respect for his predecessors.

"Little friend, let's do one first."

Mr. Luo picked up the wine glass and stopped suddenly when it reached his mouth. "Can a patient with high blood pressure like me drink it?"

Yang Fan smiled lightly, "It's best to drink less or not at all, but..."

"There are no outsiders at home, so there is no need to be restrained, and don't have any worries. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Mr. Luo always attached great importance to the doctor's advice, and he believed in Yang Fan's words.

"I think your high blood pressure is better. I'll test it more in the past few days."

"Okay? Haha, do you mean you can drink now?"

Mr. Luo laughed heartily, raised his neck and poured the wine into his mouth.

Seeing him drinking so boldly, Yang Fan also drank it in one gulp. The old man and the young man had a good temper. Watching the two of them drinking and chatting happily, Liu Xueru was very happy. She knew in her heart that being next to Mr. Luo, a towering tree, would have a great impact on Yang Fan's career. It will have a very big effect.

After finishing a bottle of wine, Luo Lao was going to get it, when there was a knock on the door.

Liu Xueru got up and opened the door. Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man whom she had never seen before. He asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The middle-aged man took a step back, glanced at the door number, and thought he was in the right place. He glanced into the room, saw Mr. Luo, and said, "I'm looking for him."

"Xueru, let him come in."

Mr. Luo knew who it was.

Liu Xueru dodged, and the middle-aged man was about to go in. When she closed the door, she found that there was still a person standing outside the door, facing out, like a door god. She glanced quickly and didn't worry about it.

"How come you have time to come back?"

Mr. Luo looked displeased and was a little unhappy when he saw the middle-aged man.

"Dad, I'm really busy recently. A provincial leader came and held a meeting in the morning, and my phone was turned off."

If I hadn't turned on the incoming call reminder, I wouldn't have known that there had been a call from home. I thought something had happened, so I hurried back without caring about eating.

"Okay, no need to explain."

"Let me introduce to you, this is my youngest son Luo Beiji."

Then he looked at Liu Xueru and said, "Her name is Liu Xueru, she is the boss of Jishitang, that Chinese medicine doctor Liu is her grandfather, and both her grandfather and grandson have helped me a lot."

"Hello Miss Liu, thank you for taking care of my father."

Luobeiji is humble and polite, with no airs at all. Isn't he the top leader in the county?Liu Xueru smiled.

"This little friend has superb medical skills. He not only cured my legs, but also cured my high blood pressure."

"Really? Show me."

Luo Beiji squatted down and rolled up his father's trouser legs, pressed them a few times with his fingers, and said excitedly: "It's really good, his medical skills are amazing!"

You must know that he took his father to many hospitals, and even after treatment, he did not get better. He thought he had some strange disease, but he did not expect to be cured by a young man, which was quite surprising.

After standing up, he held Yang Fan's hand tightly and said, "Young man, what's your name? Which hospital do you work in?"

Seeing his son lose his temper, Mr. Luo didn't say anything.

"My name is Yang Fan."

When asked where to work, he was a little hesitant and answered truthfully: "I am farming in the countryside." Luo Beiji's expression paused, "Farming? Such good medical skills, but farming is a pity. Are you interested in entering a hospital?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

What a great opportunity, one word can lead to success. Liu Xueru was anxious for Yang Fan and said hurriedly: "He doesn't want to say anything for the time being. We will talk about it later."

"Yes, as long as you have the ability, you will fight for it no matter where you go."

After a few words, Mr. Luo said, "Little friend Yang is focusing on starting a business. He wants to contract a hillside to grow medicinal materials. I don't know who to contact? Please contact me."

Luobei Ji couldn't understand why Yang Fan was so good at medicine, why he would start a business, just open a medical clinic? Since the request was high, it was hard to refuse, but he was an upright official and never used public money for personal gain. Even if Yang Fan was kind to him, he would not Will not do anything that violates principles.

"There is no problem in contacting us. As for the contract fee, how much is it?"

Liu Xueru was very smart and immediately took over the conversation, "As long as you don't ask for excessive prices."

"Tell me where it is."

Yang Fan told him the address, and after Luo Beiji learned the details, he asked him to wait at home tomorrow.

Afterwards, the two stood up to say goodbye. Outside the door, Yang Fan recognized the man who looked like a door god and wondered why he was here.