There's an emotion called -- I'm going to your uncle's.

Yao Yao wanted to say this to Yan Murong now.

No? Why not? You have answered so many questions from reporters in the past, how can you refuse to answer them when it comes to me? Is there any ** left? Treat them differently?

Actually, Yao Yao didn't really come to find fault, but she couldn't see the object of her long-term crush and had some atmosphere - she couldn't do anything about the Taiwan leader, so Yan Murong became the target of her anger.

It's no wonder that Yan Murong is angry, if you tell you that your wife is remembered every day, can you be happy? ――If you can be happy, this disease really can't be cured by Chinese medicine.

"Mr. Yan, why did you refuse to answer my question?" Yao Yao asked angrily, her delicate little face was flushed, it was cute in the eyes of others, but in Yan Murong's eyes, it was very uncute.

"Your question has nothing to do with the free clinic." Yan Murong said solemnly, thinking, the ghost is going to gossip about these things with you.

"Okay, then I'll ask about the free clinic." Yao Yao refused to give up and asked. "The reporter just said that as long as you get the prescription from you, you can go to all the Chinese medicine stores in Yanjing to get the medicine for free?"

"Yes." Yan Murong nodded, he had to answer this question. "Since it's a free clinic, then these are all free, and if you still charge money, isn't this righteous word in vain?"

"So, have you been to all the Chinese medicine stores?" Yao Yao continued to ask.

"Nope." Yan Murong shook his head. "However, they are all members of our Chinese Medical Union, and I have spoken to them on the phone in advance - and, what do you want to ask?"

"I want to ask, since you haven't been to all the pharmacies, how can you be sure that there are no fake medicines in the herbs they sell?" Yao Yao asked loudly. "There are fake medicines in Western medicine, but are all real medicines in Chinese medicine? -- As far as I know, in the past two years, a large number of fake Chinese medicinal materials have entered the market, and those doctors have pretended not to know about it, and they have replaced the real ones with fake Chinese medicinal materials and sold them to patients. I wondered, how do you guarantee that the medicinal materials in these pharmacies are genuine? ”

"As far as I know, you announced a decision after becoming the president of the Chinese Medical Union, and you want to industrialize the Chinese Medical Union, right?" Without waiting for Yan Murong to answer, she continued to ask. "According to the information I received, you not only want to industrialize the Chinese Medical Union, but also build a Chinese herbal medicine planting base, and declare that as long as you join the Chinese medicine union in the future, the medicinal materials they use must be purchased from you, right? ――May I ask Dr. Yan, are you doing this for the rise of Chinese medicine, but for making money? ”

Yan Murong had a smile on his face, but he couldn't wait to strip this woman naked and hang it on the flagpole.

Grandma's, what's that question, and how does she know that?

Gradually, Yan Murong's eyes narrowed, and he stared at Yao Yao with burning eyes, making her feel furious, and her eyes couldn't help but dodge.

"Please answer my question." Yao Yao said boldly. I thought, there are so many people here, what can he do with himself?

"Are you sure?" The smile on Yan Murong's face was even better, the corners of his mouth were slightly curled, revealing two neat rows of big white teeth, that look, in Yao Yao's eyes, was like a devil who wanted to eat people with bared teeth.

"I'm sure." Yao Yao said with a firm face. No matter whether you are a demon or a ghost, so many bright-eyed people are present, if you dare to show up, you will be slapped flat with a stick.

"Okay, I'll answer your second question first." Yan Murong said loudly. "I don't know where you got this news, but it's not quite there. I can tell you very responsibly that the industrialization of the Chinese Medical Union is true, and the purchase channels of medicinal materials are the same as you said, but you may not know, I also said that the money I charge for these medicinal materials is only a little higher than the cost price, and this money is used to pay the salaries of employees and maintain the normal expenses of the Chinese Medical Union. ”

"Am I making money?" Yan Murong glanced at Yao Yao's 36D big breasts that he didn't know if it was natural or squeezed out, and said with a sneer. "Miss, your eyes are covered by your underwear? Will I use this stupid way to circle money? ”

"You-"

Yao Yao trembled angrily, pointing at Yan Murong but was speechless.

"Don't point your finger at me." Yan Murong snorted coldly and continued. "Now, I'll answer your first question."

"Didn't you ask me how I can be sure that there are no counterfeit drugs in those pharmacies? I can tell you that even though I haven't been to all the pharmacies, I can be sure that there are absolutely no counterfeit medicines in their herbs. ”

"When they join the Chinese Medical Union, they have to sign a responsibility document." Yan Murong said. "What is the purpose of the establishment of the Chinese Medical Union? It is for the sake of unity and mutual assistance, so that a decayed Chinese medicine practitioner can get back on its feet - of course, the premise of all this is on that responsibility document. Solidarity is fundamental, but if someone uses fake medicinal herbs to deceive patients, then he will be removed from the Chinese Medical Union and will never be allowed to join. ”

"Do you know what that means?" Yan Murong stared at Yao Yao and asked.

"How do I know? It's all about you. Yao Yao said angrily.

"It's okay, I'll explain it to you." Yan Murong grinned. "To put it mildly, the Chinese Medical Union is the parents, and those Chinese medicine shops are the children - Miss Yao Yao, this is Huaxia, pay attention to filial piety under the stick, I think, you should also know the result of children and adults twisting and drying, right?"

"I—"

"Bigger." Yan Murong didn't give her a chance to speak, and interrupted directly. "Although the Chinese Medical Union is not an official organization, it has also been reported to the Ministry of Health, and even Vice Premier Liang, who is in charge of health, knows about it - the Chinese Medical Union has its own system, but we also have our own rules. Well done, prize! If you don't do it well, you'll be punished! There are no rules, so these punishments are also extremely severe. Do you know what the consequences of being punished are? It was he who has been unable to move an inch in the field of Chinese medicine since then. ”

"Do you think anyone would risk that to make that little money?" Yan Murong asked in a loud voice. "Doctors, it is a vocation to treat diseases and save talents, and making money is just a side job. Virtue is virtuous, and virtue must always be put in front. No matter how you act, you always have to be one step ahead of your morality. When money is spent, virtue never ends. ”

Yan Murong's words immediately aroused everyone's applause, and Yao Yao was pale.

Isn't that obvious enough? Isn't this bastard just scolding her for her lack of morality?

"Hmph, who can guarantee that there will be no accidents in Chinese medicine?" Yao Yao said without words, but she also got to the point. In these days, medicine can be real, but doctors are sometimes not doctors, but killers. They are not proficient in their studies, and the result is misdiagnosis of patients.

"I can't guarantee everyone." Yan Murong shook his head. "I can vouch for myself, though."

"What do you mean?" Yao Yao asked strangely.

"I'm going to let you experience it for yourself." Yan Murong said with a smile, and his palm quickly touched her waist.

"You-ah-" Yao Yao wanted to ask Yan Murong what he was doing, but in the next second, he screamed with a heart-splitting scream.

I saw that she was plump and mixed, and on her thighs wrapped in professional skirts, a yellow liquid meandered down, then to her calves, and finally to the ground, where a small patch of water gathered on the ground.

"The fire is big, and the fire has to be lowered." Yan Murong looked at the yellow liquid on her legs, and gave her the most authoritative diagnosis with a serious face.