The personal doctor of the beautiful president

At this moment, Han Xingye reprimanded Han Lingxing again: "Since you want to come out to play, you can't pick and choose. If you dislike the poor conditions here, I will send you home. You can enjoy it however you want. enjoy."

"I didn't say anything." Han Lingxing said aggrievedly: "I've already made psychological preparations. If I elope in the future, the conditions may be even worse. I have to adapt in advance."

She said these words in a very "modest and prudent" attitude. The intention was not Versailles, but the actual effect was to pretend to be invisible.

Xiao Yuerong couldn't even fix it.

But from the conversation between the two of them, he heard a piece of information, that is, Han Lingyin's family background is very powerful, and his own villa, in Han Lingyin's opinion, is indeed shabby, not just pretending.

Thinking of this, she became even more puzzled: Where did Han Xingye find his sister?

Of course, in front of Han Lingxing, it's inconvenient for her to ask such a question, so as not to give people the feeling of checking the household registration.

Xiao Yue tolerated her curiosity, and instead of asking this or that, she chatted with Han Lingyin about "emotional issues".

Isn't Han Lingyin's dream to elope? Xiao Yuerong, as a confidant big sister, of course must guide Han Lingyin correctly and teach online.

"The most important thing in a relationship is to be happy with each other, but this does not mean that the marriage arranged by the family must be wrong. You have to try to adapt first, and there may be surprises."

As an experienced person, Xiao Yuerong showed up to speak.

In fact, just a year ago, she was still very independent in terms of relationships, and what she hated the most was the engagement at home, so she worked hard to increase her bargaining chips so that she would not be affected by the arranged marriage.

At that time, she never dreamed that just one year later, she would become a staunch supporter of arranged marriages.

Is this the so-called "everyone will eventually live the life he hates most"?
But unexpectedly, Han Lingyin's words made Xiao Yuerong speechless for a long time.

"Actually, it's not that I'm disgusted with the fact that my family arranges a bad partner or something. I just want to elope. I don't think a life without elopement is incomplete."

Good guy, elopement has become a goal in life.

Co-author, you eloped entirely for the sake of elopement. Could it be that elopement is so ceremonial to you?

Xiao Yuerong has never seen a person with such a strange brain circuit.

Uh, to be precise, it's not like I haven't seen it before. When Han Xingye first arrived, she felt very strange.

No wonder you recognize brothers and sisters. As the old saying goes, if you are not a family, you will not enter a family.

But having said that, although this kind of people with strange brain circuits found it difficult to keep up with the rhythm when we first met, but after getting acquainted with them gradually, I felt that this kind of people were actually very easy to get along with.

This kind of person is not like some pretentious people who laugh and laugh with you on the surface, but are very sinister in secret.

Whether it's an enemy or a friend, they all come here with real knives and real guns, and they won't do things like stabbing a knife in the back.

It's very relaxing to be friends with this kind of person.

With such a mentality, Xiao Yuerong and Han Lingxing chatted more and more speculatively. The two were like good sisters, but they threw Han Xingye aside and became dispensable people.

In fact, Xiao Yuerong had a lot of questions to ask Han Xingye. He disappeared for such a period of time without making a sound, where did he go, and what happened to him.

But with Han Lingyin present, Xiao Yuerong didn't find a chance to ask.

……

Early the next morning, Han Xingye received a call from Xie Sikai, solemnly inviting him again to attend the meeting of the Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine at the Beijing Hotel.

The sincerity was indeed very strong. Since Han Xingye agreed, he would not release other people's pigeons, and immediately went to the Jingcheng Hotel.

The Jingcheng Hotel is located in the western suburbs of the capital, and its specifications are very high.

The Spring Festival has just passed, and now it is a peak meeting time for all walks of life.

The Jingcheng Hotel has hosted many meetings. As soon as Han Xingye walked to the door, he found banners hanging everywhere.

The most interesting of these are the two next to each other.

"The annual meeting of the Association of Chinese Medicine is held in the Jinxiu Hall on the third floor."

"The annual meeting of the Medical Association is held in the Jinjiang Hall on the third floor."

Are the two associations fighting in a ring?

Why doesn't it feel quite equal? ​​Judging from the name, the Chinese Medicine Association is a branch of the Medical Association.

Han Xingye was wondering, when he raised his eyes, he saw Xie Sikai waiting here.

Han Xingye pointed to the banner and asked, "What's going on?"

"Those grandchildren are really shameless. Western medicine should be Western medicine. They insist on naming themselves Medical Association." Xie Sikai was indignant.

This is also something that can't be helped, who calls others the mainstream.

Although Xie Sikai is an imperial doctor, in the sequence of imperial doctors, Chinese medicine actually accounts for a very small proportion, and most of them are still Western medicine.

Including Xie Sikai himself, who originally debuted in Chinese medicine, but later switched to Western medicine in order to get better at it, and even mastered the skills of surgery and so on.

"Those grandchildren are too much. The Jinjiang hall was originally reserved by us. They insisted on grabbing it just to overwhelm us." Xie Sikai was in a bad mood when he said this.

It is said that colleagues are enemies, and this statement is true everywhere.

The suppression of Chinese medicine by Western medicine is not something that has just happened in the past few years, it is a traditional art.

Xie Sikai took Han Xingye up to the 3rd floor, and was just about to enter the Jinxiu Hall when two people came out from the Jinjiang Hall next door, showing off their might to Xie Sikai.

Uh, I don't know if it's a coincidence or intentional.

"Yo, it's Mr. Xie. It's a pleasure to meet you. Are you here for a meeting today? Welcome."

Xie Sikai said flatly, "I'm here for a meeting, but it's not here, but the Chinese Medicine Association next door."

"Hehe, we are a medical association, one level higher than the Chinese medicine association. I have you, but you have no me. To put it bluntly, it's like the relationship between a father and his son."

Xie Sikai was so angry that he almost cursed on the spot, he is not a good-tempered person.

"Don't be angry, Mr. Xie. It's just a joke. Don't worry about getting angry. Aren't your Chinese medicine practitioners the most particular about nourishing energy and health, haha."

I let you say good and bad things, what else should I say?
Xie Sikai snorted coldly and was about to walk away when the two of them saw Han Xingye and said, "There is really no one available in the Chinese Medicine Association, and even the people for the meeting can't be gathered together. How dare they use such a young man to make up for it?" ?"

Before Han Xingye could speak, Xie Sikai couldn't help shouting to the two of them: "Be respectful, this is Miracle Doctor Han."

"Hey, these days, the reputation of a miracle doctor is becoming less and less valuable. Anyone dares to call themselves a miracle doctor."

At this time, there was an unruly voice from behind.

"Haha, Miracle Doctor Zhu is here."

"Don't call me Miracle Doctor, this name is already rotten, so just call me by my nickname."

"Okay, God Hand."