This person is none other than the Han National Doctor Saint Song Dashi.

Song Dashi didn't raise his eyelids, but just helped his reading glasses and let out an "oh" casually.

The black suit was very strange, and he couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Song, this doctor named Meng Chuan was sent by Huaxia to compete with you, don't you care about his affairs at all?"

"Otherwise, it's still the same, I'll send someone to check the hotel where those people in Huaxia are staying, and find a way to do something, so that they don't have the intention of playing......"

"No need," before the suit was finished, Song Dashi waved his hand and said with extreme disdain: "Don't be so troublesome." ”

"A stinky boy who doesn't have any hair grows, how big a splash can he make?"

"I heard that although the person sent by Huaxia this time is a doctor, he didn't even enter the Beijing Medical Association, which is even more unbearable than Sun Qiankun, who was insulted by me last time. ”

"This kind of person is qualified to be my opponent, let me pay attention to it? If it weren't for the bet with Xiang Di, I wouldn't even have the interest in competing with him. ”

The black suit pondered for a while, and reminded in a low voice: "Mr. Song, it's better not to be careless, everything you are doing now is for the set of silver needles that Mr. Charles wants to donate." ”

"If you don't have a reputation so great that Mr. Charles misses this opportunity, then you will ...... then."

Song Dashi was a little impatient, closed the book in his hand gently, slapped the table, and his voice suddenly cooled: "Do I need you to give me advice?"

The black suit was frightened, and hurriedly bowed: "I'm sorry Mr. Song! As your confidant, I just hope that you can order me to do something to ensure that you can win the battle of Huahan's medical skills." ”

"You don't have to do anything, I'm sure I'll win. Song Dashi frowned, waved his hand and motioned for the black suit to leave: "If there is nothing else, you can retreat, I still have to study this book of Qimen Thirty-six Needles." ”

"When I have integrated this book of Chinese medicine and acupuncture and moxibustion, and reorganized it into my "Treasure of Korean Medicine", I will be able to take this "Treasure of Korean Medicine" to apply for the World Heritage Site. ”

"As long as the application is successful, it is not an exaggeration for me to become the world's first medical saint, and then the set of silver needles will naturally be in my pocket. ”

Seeing this, the black suit didn't dare to say more, and bowed and retreated.

Song Dashi opened the ancient book in his hand again, read it with relish, and shook his head from time to time and sighed: "The culture of traditional Chinese medicine is really broad and profound. ”

"But soon, these things will be our cold doctor......"

After several hours of flying, Meng Chuan and Gu Qing finally got off the plane at Will Airport.

After getting off the plane, several people were walking towards the outside of the airport with a smile and a smile, and soon Meng Chuan found that there was a group of fans waiting to pick up the plane here in the airport, and many of the signs they held had Gu Qing's name written on them.

Such a large number of fans are surrounded here, which has affected the order of the airport, which makes Gu Qing frown, and the mask, baseball cap, and sunglasses on his face have not been taken off, and he is very puzzled and said: "What's going on, my flight to South Korea shouldn't have leaked out, why are there fans gathered here?"

Meng Chuan smiled slightly and quipped: "The current fans have great powers, and your itinerary may not be able to hide from them." ”

"But this also shows that these fans like you, otherwise who would come all the way here to pick you up?"

Gu Qing glanced at Meng Chuan with a wry smile, and then said: "Meng Chuan, don't make fun of me, I am indeed grateful to the fans for liking me, but this has affected my normal life." ”

Meng Chuan looked at this crowd of fans, and also shook his head and smiled: "Also, you didn't even bring a bodyguard when you came out this time, if you go over like this, you have to be drowned." ”

"Forget it, I'll act as a meat shield to help you open a way for a while, you can follow me. ”

Gu Qing nodded, the matter has come to this, and it can only be like this.

Just when Meng Chuan and Gu Qing were about to break in here with a few assistant agents, Gu Qing suddenly found that the fan cards held by the fans present not only had her own name on them, but also another Korean male star, Choi Zhonglong.

Just when she was wondering why her name was held up with Cui Zhonglong, suddenly there was a scream from behind the fans.

"It's coming! Look at Cui Zhonglong!"

"Wow! It's really my idol, and she's so handsome!"

"It's so lucky to be able to see not only Gu Qing but also Cui Zhonglong this time!"

With the crowd of people, behind the fans, more than a dozen tall bodyguards held hands and formed a circle, pushing those little fans away extremely brutally, and some were even almost pushed down.

The bodyguards didn't apologize, but reprimanded: "Let you get out of the way! Don't you hear?

Among these bodyguards, there was a white-faced oil-headed boy who was dressed in a Korean suit and had meticulously combed his hair, with a faint smile and a large bouquet of roses in his hand.

This young man is thin and tall, and he even wears makeup on his face, especially a pair of heavy eye shadows, which is heavier than Gu Qing, a star who often shoots outside.

This makes this person look like he doesn't have the masculine beauty that a man should have, but has a bit of femininity, and when he changes into women's clothes, An can tell that he is male and female.

"Sure enough, it was him. Gu Qing subconsciously held his forehead, as if he knew this man, and was very impatient with her.

Meng Chuan glanced at the young man, a little uncomfortable by his image, turned back to Gu Qing and said, "This person is your friend?"

Gu Qing replied: "Sort of, he is Cui Zhonglong, the national idol of the Cold Country, who participated in a variety show with me before and talked a few times. ”

"I thought that the cooperation would be over, but I didn't expect to be entangled by him, even if he returned to the cold country, he would send me a few messages every week to say hello. ”

"I see. Meng Chuan nodded, and he already knew the specific situation.

This Cui Zhonglong must have some inside information, and he knows the flight time of Gu Qing's plane.

Almost as soon as Gu Qing got out of the airport, he blocked her and walked towards her step by step, with a stiff smile on his face that he thought was charming.

Even if Gu Qing wanted to change his way to avoid Cui Zhonglong at this time, it was already too late, so he could only stand in place, not knowing what to do.

As Cui Zhonglong approached, his group of bodyguards separated left and right, making room for Cui Zhonglong, so that Cui Zhonglong could come to Gu Qing, and handed over a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and his mouth was a jerky and lame love story that he didn't know when to memorize.

"Beautiful Miss Gu Qing, welcome to our Great Cold Country. This beautiful bouquet of flowers is for you, and although it is delicate, it pales in comparison to your beautiful face!"