Rural Shennong

Accompanied by this question, a tall and straight young man with shoulder-length long hair came down from upstairs.

He is about 20 years old, with an oval face, delicate skin, willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, red lips and white teeth.

If it weren't for his unbuttoned chest, the t-shirt outlines clear and strong muscles, just looking at his face, he can't be seen as a man at all.

She looks like a very pretty little girl.

Behind him were four or five men with ferocious faces and sturdy stature, who seemed to be no good at first glance.

This standard fresh meat is Hua Biao.

Hua Biao walked up to Chen Ping, looked around suspiciously, but didn't look at Liu Haihua standing in front of Chen Ping.

He is a regular customer of Pingxin Restaurant.

On the first day that Pingxin Restaurant opened, he started to eat in the restaurant.

A while ago, because of the food supply agreement, many customers were upset and shouted to withdraw their membership.

Hua Biao, like Yu Xiuyuan's hardcore customers, had never been involved in trouble.

Chen Ping patted him on the shoulder, pointed to Liu Haihua and asked, "Where are you looking? Isn't this your brother?"

Hua Biao was stunned and said, "Just him? Is he my brother? Where did I get this kind of second-b brother?"

No wonder Hua Biao called Liu Haihua a dick.

Just now Liu Haihua pulled the tiger's skin to pull the banner, arrogant and arrogant.

He raised his thick and short neck, with a contemptuous sneer on his face.

But he didn't expect Chen Ping, a country bumpkin, to know Hua Biao himself, and it seems that the relationship is quite good.

So his contemptuous sneer froze on his face, turning into a very funny expression.

Chen Ping knows how well Hua Biao has been doing recently and how fast his influence has developed.

He really didn't expect Liu Haihua to be so courageous, daring to pretend to be Hua Biao's brother.

"Uh, A Biao, is he really your brother? Just now he said he was going to kill me, which is not a small tone."

Hua Biao squinted his phoenix eyes, stepped forward and grabbed Liu Haihua by the neck: "Short fat man, how do you want to die?"

Liu Haihua's legs trembled: "Grandpa Hua, I don't... no, Hua, Boss Hua, I, I, I..."

When he got nervous, he directly mentioned the nickname Ning Dongdao gave Hua Biao in private.

After he finished speaking, he was scared to pee.

Who in Ningdong Road does not know that Hua Biao hates being called Mr. Hua the most.

Sure enough, Hua Biao's eyes shot coldly.

He grabbed Liu Haihua's neck and pulled it to his side, bent his elbow with the other arm, and slammed Liu Haihua's face fiercely.

"Oh!"

Red blood and white teeth spewed out from the crooked mouth of Hua Biao.

Seeing Hua Biao's rage like losing his mind, Chen Ping suddenly stepped forward and pressed Hua Biao's shoulder.

"A Biao, forget it!"

"Give me face, don't be as knowledgeable as this kind of garbage!"

Hua Biao let out a long breath: "Fatty man, for Brother Ping's sake, I'll spare you just once, get out!"

Where did Liu Haihua dare to stay, knelt down on the spot and kowtowed twice to Chen Ping: "Thank you, Lord Ping, I'm leaving now, immediately!"

After speaking, he ran away with two hired gangsters.

He didn't catch anything, and he was beaten so hard that he lost several teeth.

If he had known that the relationship between Chen Ping and Hua Biao was so strong, Liu Haihua would never have dared to make trouble.

Chen Ping put his arms around Hua Biao's shoulder: "A Biao, look at what happened."

"You and your little brothers eat and drink whatever you want today, I invite you!"

Even if Hua Biao does not help Chen Ping, Chen Ping is not afraid of Liu Haihua.

But if someone helped, Chen Ping wouldn't pretend nothing happened.

He is a person who respects me a foot, and I respect others.

Hua Biao shook his head: "Brother Ping, why are you being polite to me? I'm used to small things, so I don't take them to heart at all."

"I happen to be fine, why don't we go upstairs and have a drink?"

Chen Ping looked at his watch: "Another day, I'm going to the hospital right away to visit a patient."

Hua Biao understood very well: "Brother Ping, you should be busy first, let's get together another day."

Chen Ping didn't mean to be perfunctory to Hua Biao.

Today is the day for the second acupuncture for Mrs. Yin.

Although Chen Ping is not a doctor, he still has the minimum medical ethics.

It's not appropriate to drink and get drunk in the past.

In the eyes of Kong Linglan, Mrs. Yin's changes in the past few days made her respect Chen Ping's medical skills even more.

The mother-in-law, who was originally sentenced to death by the experts of the provincial hospital and Dean Zhou, was spared the crime of surgery.

With just one acupuncture treatment and a few decoctions, the condition was greatly relieved.

Not to mention her, even Dean Zhou, after examining Mrs. Yin, called Chen Ping's medical skills amazing.

Kong Linglan had been looking forward to it for a long time, and when she received a call from Chen Ping, she took Yin Xiangrou to greet her personally at the hospital gate.

After a while, Mrs. Yin also went downstairs.

Yin Xiangrou said dissatisfiedly: "Grandma, my mother and I have already given him great face by picking him up."

"You are still in good health, what are you doing down here?"

"If it falls, we'll have to look at Chen's face again."

Mrs. Yin gave her a white look: "You, after so many days, you still haven't figured it out?"

"Master Chen is such an expert outside the world, that is something that can be met but not sought after."

"Even if he doesn't treat me, you have to be respectful."

"How can people not get sick if they eat whole grains?"

"I buried half of it in the loess, and I will die when I die, but you are still young."

"Having a good relationship with Master Chen, if you have some incurable disease in the future, you won't blush when begging others, understand?"

Yin Xiangrou curled his lips, apparently not listening to what Mrs. Yin said.

Seeing her expression, Kong Linglan slapped her on the butt angrily: "Your grandma eats more rice than you have ever eaten salt, can it still hurt you?"

"Give me back your arrogance, and when I see Master Chen later, please be respectful to me."

Yin Xiangrou stomped her feet: "When he comes later, can I kneel down to greet him?"

"You..." Kong Linglan was about to say something when she heard old lady Yin say, "Stop making trouble, Master Chen is here."

Chen Ping saw a family of three and said with a smile:

"If I had known that I would toss you all down and lie down, I wouldn't have called in advance."

Yin Xiangrou muttered: "Why are you pretending to be hypocritical, who told you to call?"

Chen Ping ignored her words and did not change his expression.

Kong Linglan explained: "Master Chen, I didn't let my mother come down, she did it on her own."

Chen Ping led them into the building: "It's okay, I see that Madam's complexion is much better."

"Usually, you can't let the aunt lie on the bed all the time."

"As long as you don't let my mother do heavy work, moderate exercise will be good for her recovery."

Kong Linglan nodded: "Okay, from now on I will find time to accompany my mother for a walk every day."

"By the way, should I inform Dean Zhou?"

Chen Ping waved his hand and said, "There's no need to bother Dean Zhou, he is busy with the affairs of the academy and may not be free."

Kong Linglan was very obedient and didn't plan to go to Dean Zhou.

But when she went to get the needle box, someone notified Dean Zhou.

When Kong Linglan returned to the ward with the needle box, Dean Zhou followed her with two nurses.