Douluo: You call this a toy

Yang Fan just pointed out some problems to Fu Pengchun, got a few taels of aconite, and actually gave him one hundred thousand, which shows that he is also a generous person. His elder is a martial arts master, what about him?I can't help but feel suspicious.

A few months ago, I didn't believe that there were warriors in the world. I had seen Xue Daozi, Guituo, Lu Tianlin, Chen Long, etc., and I had to believe that which one of these people was not a top master?And yourself, isn't this a better example?

After leaving the Millennium Leisure Club, I walked around the car and opened the door. Just as I was about to sit in, I felt a little uneasy. I immediately glanced around and found nothing suspicious. I thought I was too sensitive and drove away.

Back at the villa, the girls were chatting happily. After Yang Fan entered the house, he suddenly became quiet.

"Come upstairs."

Xiaolian winked at Sun Zhihan and Deng Caiwen, and the three of them walked upstairs consciously.

Not seeing Feng Feifei, Yang Fan felt curious and sat next to Liu Xueru, "Where does Feng Feifei live?"

"A distant relative of her family is here and went to a relative's house."

Liu Xueru thought about it and planned to bring Feng Feifei to live with her family, but she said so and didn't say anything.

Yang Fan didn't say anything. He took out his phone, opened a photo, and handed it to her, "Do you know this person?"

Liu Xueru glanced at it, was slightly startled, and asked in silence: "Where did the photo come from?"

Seeing that she was so rude, he guessed that she was not an ordinary person, so he didn't hide it, "Jishitang Nanzhou branch opened today, didn't you know?"

After hearing this, Liu Xueru felt sad that the Liu family would tell her about such a big thing as opening a business. What made her even more unexpected was that the person who came was actually the ancestor of the Liu family, her old master Liu Zixu, who was nearly 90 years old this year, but it looked like He is only about sixty years old, with intact teeth and black hair, which is related to his knowledge of health care.

The founder of Liujiajishitang, Liu Zixu was as well-known as Bian Nanshan, the current master of traditional Chinese medicine. What Liu Xueru couldn't figure out was that he had retreated behind the scenes a few years ago, why did he come out?

After pondering for a moment, he sighed quietly: "He is my old master."

"How are your medical skills?"

People at the ancestor level are here, not just to make a few bucks, but they are almost lying in a coffin, what are they doing?

"Decades ago, he was known as the King of Medicine."

At that time, the media was underdeveloped, and all relied on word of mouth. To be able to obtain the title of Medical King, his medical skills were by no means ordinary, and he felt a surge of respect in his heart. "Tomorrow, take a look at some gifts."

Liu Xueru shook her head, "Since my family doesn't want me to know, why should I go? We'll talk about it later."

Yang Fan didn't say that it was only a hundred meters away from his medical clinic. Opening it at that location was obviously suspected of robbing the source of the disease.

In the morning, I arrived at the medical center and looked up. There was a long queue in front of Jishitang. Even so, there were still people handing out leaflets on the roadside, but there was no one at the Miao TCM Clinic.

It was nearly eight o'clock, and Yin Xiaofu and Ouyang Di seemed to have discussed it in advance and hadn't arrived yet. Yang Fan was sitting in the outpatient room with his legs crossed, not worried at all that there were no patients.

"boss."

Yin Xiaofu ran in in a hurry.

"What's got you so flustered?"

As for her calling her Brother Fan at one moment and boss at another, Yang Fan didn't care at all.

She handed over a flyer and said, "Take a closer look. It makes me mad."

Yang Fan looked at it for a few times and put it gently on the table without making any comments.

"Boss, aren't you angry?"

I wanted to think that Yang Fan would be furious after seeing this, but seeing his calm expression, I didn't quite understand.

"Why are you angry? This is just for publicity, and the attending doctor is indeed a former medical king. What he tells is the truth and is not exaggerated.

Yin Xiaofu was surprised. She didn't expect that the doctor at Jishitang was really a medical king. She added: "But the flesh and bones of the living and the dead can cure all diseases. Isn't it exaggerated? Such publicity has robbed all the patients."

Yin Xiaofu came here at around seven o'clock. At that time, there were more than a dozen patients here. I heard someone said that a medical king had come to Jishi Hall, and they left in droves.

She was so angry that she followed him, wanting to see how powerful the Medical King was, but there were too many people, and she found Ouyang Di queuing in front, so she came back angrily with a leaflet.

Yang Fan disagreed and said calmly: "You have to learn to be calm. Think about how many patients there are in Nanzhou. Can one Jishitang treat them all? In addition, if you think about it from another angle, even if the medical king has superb medical skills, can he cure all diseases?"

After pondering for a while, Yin Xiaofu realized: "You mean, for diseases that cannot be cured by Jishi Hall, you will come to our medical center?"

"You're a bit smart, but that's not all. How much money can you make by treating a thousand ordinary patients? As long as you grab an important customer, you can earn hundreds of thousands or even millions."

Yin Xiaofu immediately understood that Emperor Ouyang had told her that a few days ago, Yang Fan earned 11 billion from one patient, and even if he didn't earn a penny for the rest of his life, he wouldn't be able to spend it all.

"I've been too tired recently, so I just want to take this opportunity to have a few days of leisure."

Yin Xiaofu nodded knowingly.

"Make a cup of tea, remember to put jasmine flowers in it."

With a charming smile, Yin Xiaofu did not dare to put the wolfberry down this time. About an hour later, Emperor Ouyang walked into the consulting room with a disgraced face.

Yin Xiaofu looked at his face for a few times and curled her lips: "He looks dejected, have you been hit?"

Ouyang Di pulled up a chair and said feebly: "The old man's medical skills are quite good, and he can compete with me. However, compared with my father, he is still a little behind. If compared with my master..."

"Can you finish it in one breath, so as not to rattle people's appetites?"

Yin Lanfu scolded, when will Ouyang Jiu's son be able to be steady and calm in dealing with things.

"Fuck away!"

Yang Fan had already spoken, but Ouyang Di had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "I have never seen such a powerful doctor. You two should be equally qualified. Your advantage lies in your age."

"That old man is very good at looking, hearing, asking, and inquiring. Some people don't need to feel the pulse, just look at it and diagnose the disease. Some people just ask and know that it is uremia. There is also a woman who goes to where. He can tell how many months she is pregnant and the fetus. gender……."

I almost praised Liu Xueru’s great-grandfather to the heavens. Is he really so powerful?A question suddenly occurred to me.

"All cured?"

Ouyang Di shook his head, "Most of them are prescribed Chinese medicine and taken back. Who knows whether it can be cured. Anyway, the diagnosis of the disease is more accurate and faster than MRI and ultrasound."

"Diagnosing a disease is nothing, the key is treatment. If it can't be cured after one or two attempts, who will go?"

Ouyang Di touched his forehead and felt that the master's words hit the nail on the head. Even if he could prescribe medicine, could he guarantee that the disease would be cured?But Yang Fan was different. The patients who came were basically cured when they left. Thinking about it this way, he was much more awesome than that old man.

"Master, what you just said is our advantage. I firmly believe that patients will come to our hospital sooner or later."

The next moment, the decadence on Emperor Ouyang's face disappeared and was quietly replaced by full confidence.

"Why is it so deserted? Is it closed down?"

A man's voice came from outside. Yang Fan frowned slightly when he heard the words, while Ouyang Di stood up, thinking that someone with no eyesight was farting.