Chapter 492 (1/2)

”Grandpa is too old. He knows his body won't last long.”

Master Su didn't hurt Chunqiu's sad melancholy in his tone. At his age, he had already seen through life and death, He said in earnest: ”It doesn't matter if grandpa died. There's nothing he can't see through after living for so many years. Money, power, fame and wealth don't bring with him in life and don't take with him in death. They fight for it all their life. When I die, it's just a piece of loess. The only thing I can't let go is the foundation of the Su family. People often say that everything prospers at home. If my family can't unite, how can I carry forward the Su family Big. ”

”What grandpa said is that Xu'er must bear in mind when he listens to the teachings!”

Su Xu bowed his head obediently and replied, but a look of disdain flashed in his seemingly gentle eyes.

Old man, the unity you want to see will never happen. I'd like to see how Su Zhengnan, the cowardly and useless owner, can protect his daughter.

Old man Su was old and sophisticated. He couldn't see his duplicity. He waved his hand with a faint interest, ”I'm tired. Go.”

”Yes, Grandpa, have a good rest. Xu'er will see you again when he is free.”

Su Xu stood up, bowed respectfully, turned and disappeared into the night.

”Hey!”

Old man Su closed his eyes wearily and gave a helpless sigh, which echoed in the night sky for a long time.

Yangui hall is a very famous clinic in Yanjing. The boss Yan Xun is famous for his mysterious Yangui seven needles, and has the reputation of the king of Yangui needles.

His son Yanping is just like his name. His qualification is mediocre. He does not inherit the unique skill handed down by his ancestors. He can only fight him every day and plays the role of manager of Yangui hall.

Sun Yanhao was gifted. He began to practice acupuncture at the age of three. At the age of 25, he got 70% of Yan Xun's true biography. He has the reputation of little needle king, which makes Yan Xun very happy and proud.

Due to the reputation of Yangui hall, there is an endless stream of patients coming to Yangui hall for consultation on weekdays. It is open every day until after 8 p.m.

But before seven o'clock tonight, Yan Guitang closed the door early to thank the guests, so that the patients who finally lined up to see a doctor complained and didn't want to leave for a long time. Several doctors said that there were distinguished guests at the door, the needle king wanted to treat them, and promised to give them priority to see a doctor tomorrow.

”OK, I'll be right there.”

In the backyard of Yangui hall, Yan Hao hung up the phone with a rebellious look between his eyebrows, Sneered: ”my grandfather didn't dare to use the name of a miracle doctor. A student of Ninghai Medical College dared to call himself a miracle doctor. If my grandfather hadn't taught me that medicine was used to save people, not to compete with each other, I would have stepped on him in Ninghai. Now this boy comes to the door. I'd like to see what the little miracle doctor can do.”

Yan Hao has also seen the video screen spread on the Internet, but he doesn't believe it at all. He believes that Ding Ning and South Yunnan hospital are deliberately hyping. Otherwise, how can a mere student in school do something that even his grandfather can't do.

He became famous when he was young and was flattered all day. He was arrogant. Naturally, he couldn't see others better than him.

He has always had contacts with Zhao Zifeng. Once after drinking, he said that Ding Ning was good for nothing. He was a liar who deceived the world and stole fame and flattered the public. If he met him, he would expose his true face.

At the moment, hearing Zhao Zifeng say that Ding Ning came to Yanjing and dined in Shengze garden, he immediately promised to rush there and couldn't wait to step on the liar. I believe that after tonight, there will be no little miracle doctor in the world, only the famous legend of his little needle king.

It was only after he hung up that he remembered that there seemed to be a great guest at home today. Even his grandfather treated him respectfully.

This makes him always respect his grandfather like heaven and man. He's a little uncomfortable. Isn't it a man and a woman about his age? How is it worth grandpa's servile treatment?

But grandpa seemed to see through his mind and secretly sternly scolded him not to be rude. Although they were young, they had a noble status and must be treated respectfully.

Although he promised, he was very dissatisfied. He just took the opportunity to answer the phone and stayed in the yard. He looked up and saw what grandpa and father were saying respectfully to the two young men, a man and a woman. He was even more upset. He couldn't help humming and turned and walked out.

”Yan Xun, your grandson has a good temper.”

The young man sitting in the first place said indifferently, with a high Yi Qi in his tone.

Yan Xun's old face turned white, took his son Yan Ping and knelt down on the ground with a ”puff” and kowtowed repeatedly: ”please make atonement, Ambassador Zun. I haven't told Yan Hao the identity of the child. He didn't mean to disrespect the ambassador Zun. The old slave is willing to accept the punishment of the ambassador Zun.”

The man's face was serious and said in a harsh voice: ”Yan Xun, I think you have been called the king of needles for years. I have forgotten where your medical skills come from. It's really a crime that a grandson of a servant of our holy doctor dared to disrespect the patrolling angel.”

”Dear envoy, forgive me. I will never forget the kindness of the saint doctor to my Yan family. I was worried that Yan Hao was young and full of vigor. I leaked my mouth and exposed the relationship between my Yan Family and the saint doctor, so I didn't tell him the identity of the envoy. Please forgive Yan Hao for my loyalty for so many years. I am willing to offer 100 million more to honor the envoy. ”

Yan Xun pleaded bitterly in tears. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately. There was bleeding on his forehead. He knew that the holy doctor was strict and how big the rules were. He secretly regretted why he didn't tell Yan Haoyan's family the origin of his medical skills earlier and let him break into a great disaster.

The woman who was always watching coldly showed an unbearable color in her eyes and said softly, ”senior brother Yan, Yan Hao is young and not sensible. Let him go.”