"Qinglin Mountain?" Yang Fan squinted his eyes, muttered to himself, and silently wrote down the name.

Subsequently, at Qin Yuanzhi's request, Yang Fan continued to use body shaping needles, which cured all the infected patients.

By the time the media from Xiangjiang City came, all the patients had already left the hospital, and the troubles of the Xiangjiang Affiliated Military Hospital had been completely lifted.

After doing everything, Yang Fan said hello to Qin Zhiyuan and walked straight out of the hospital gate.

However, as soon as Yang Fan stepped out of the gate of the hospital with his front foot, a panting voice came from his ears: "Master Yang!

Yang Fan was slightly stunned, looked back, and found that Zhang Miaosheng was sweating profusely and trotting out with the support of Wang Linxin and others.

"Master Yang is above, please bow to the apprentice Zhang Miaosheng!" Zhang Miaosheng stepped forward, didn't talk nonsense, and knelt directly at Yang Fan's feet.

Yang Fan frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I don't accept apprentices." ”

Zhang Miaosheng practiced medicine, just to seek wealth, and he thought very highly of himself, and he was not a doctor at all, this kind of person is not worthy of being a disciple of an emperor.

"Master Yang, I know it's wrong! I know that I was wrong before, and I sincerely want to worship you as a teacher. Zhang Miaosheng saw Yang Fan's direct refusal, and his heart suddenly became anxious, and he frantically hit the ground with his head, hoping that Yang Fan would change his mind.

However, Yang Fan didn't pay attention to Zhang Miaosheng at all, but turned around straight and said, "Wanqing, let's go, let's go to Qinglin Mountain." ”

After speaking, Yang Fan took Xu Wanqing and disappeared at the gate of the hospital.

Zhang Miaosheng was like ashes, paralyzed to the ground, he never expected that his dignified Chinese medicine expert, bowed to Yang Fan as a teacher, and would be rejected by Yang Fan.

"Qinglin Mountain ......" Zhang Miaosheng squirmed at the corners of his mouth, muttering to himself.

"Yes! Qinglin Mountain! Since Master Yang has gone to Qinglin Mountain, then I will go too, I must impress Master Yang with my sincerity!" Zhang Miaosheng was shocked, and his eyes flashed with light again.

Zhang Miaosheng slowly stood up with the support of Wang Linxin and others, and he hurriedly ordered people to prepare the vehicle, and also headed towards Qinglin Mountain.

……

Qinglin Mountain, located in the edge of Xiangjiang City, is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful mountains and rivers.

At the same time, Qinglin Mountain is also one of the most famous tourist attractions in Xiangjiang City, where a large number of tourists gather every day.

At the foot of Qinglin Mountain, there are dense modern buildings, and the square is crowded and lively.

"Yang Fan, is there really the necromantic fruit you said here?" Xu Wanqing stood on the square at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the green mountain in front of her, and asked casually.

"Yes. The corners of Yang Fan's mouth went up, hooking a smile.

As soon as Yang Fan arrived, he felt a faint fragrance of immortal medicine emanating from the mountains, and this fragrance of immortal medicine was the unique taste of the Necro Fruit and the Hui Spirit Fruit!

Grunt!

At this time, Xu Wanqing's stomach suddenly screamed.

Xu Wanqingyu held her stomach with her hands, smiled awkwardly, and then said, "Yang Fan, I'm hungry." ”

Yang Fan and Xu Wanqing just had breakfast and went to the Affiliated Military Hospital of Xiangjiang City to treat the patients inside, and then rushed to Qinglin Mountain non-stop.

"There's a Qinglinshan Hotel over there. Yang Fan swept his eyes and found that there was a splendid and luxurious hotel in the center of the square.

"Let's go inside and get something to eat. With that, Yang Fan took Xu Wanqing and walked straight into the Qinglin Mountain Hotel.

In the Qinglinshan Hotel, the lighting was soft, quiet and solemn, and after Yang Fan and Xu Wanqing walked in, they casually found a position by the window and sat down.

"Get up, we want this position. However, as soon as Yang Fan's buttocks fell, a domineering voice came from his ears.

Yang Fan was stunned, turned around, and found that a middle-aged man with short hair, a pair of rimless glasses, and a shirt and trousers walked up with a smile on his arms and a plump woman with heavy makeup.

"I'll get you up, can't you hear?!" the middle-aged man said again in a cold voice.

However, Yang Fan didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man at all, and chatted with Xu Wanqing by himself.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's expression became more and more gloomy, and his whole face twitched slightly with anger.

"Boy, do you know who I am?!" Before the middle-aged man's words were finished, there were exclamations from the hotel: "Ah, isn't this Bi Fukang Bi Shen Doctor." ”

"Wow, it's really Dr. Bi!"

"Doctor Bi, thank you for curing my wife last time. ”

……

In the hotel, a group of guests in suits and leather shoes, dressed brightly, soon noticed Bi Fukang.

The crowd smiled and bowed forward, embracing Bi Fukang in the center like stars holding the moon.

The coldness on Bi Fukang's face disappeared instantly, and was replaced by a faint smile.

Bi Fukang smiled and beckoned, which was regarded as a greeting to the crowd.

Turning around, Bi Fukang looked at Yang Fan playfully again, and sneered: "Boy, I asked you to get out of the way, you can't hear it?"

"Get out!" Yang Fan frowned, and finally responded.

Hearing this, Bi Fukang's whole face shrugged down, the corners of his mouth twitched, Bi Fukang was not flattered wherever he went, and was regarded as a guest, but today, Yang Fan, a teenager wearing sportswear from a stall and looking like a high school student, dared to talk to him like this.

Bi Fukang's heart was naturally full of anger.

"Brother Fukang, people want to be here. The woman in Bi Fukang's arms pouted, twisted her body, and sprinkled coquettishly in Bi Fukang's arms.

Bi Fukang's expression was cold, and he said again: "Boy, leave a line in everything, see each other in the future, if you are seriously ill in the future, you can come to me." ”

Bi Fukang raised his chin, his face full of pride.

Bi Fukang is still confident in his medical skills.

On the side, the crowd also coaxed and shouted: "Okay, boy, give Doctor Bi a face." ”

"Boy, Doctor Bi sits in your place to look up to you. ”

……

The crowd is gossiping, you say a word to me.

However, Yang Fan's eyes were cold, and he shouted coldly: "Get out!"

Yang Fan's words were filled with a cold and biting cold, like an ice blade, scraping the bodies of the crowd, making the crowd tremble, and their hearts palpitated, and they didn't dare to say more.

Bi Fukang also trembled slightly, and there was a hint of retreat in his heart.

Bi Fukang swallowed hard, and then said: "Okay, boy, you remember Bi Fukang for me, I Bi Fukang will not let you go!"

Bi Fukang snorted coldly, hugged the bewitching woman lightly, and sat opposite Yang Fan.