Teng Zhan came, and the old man naturally didn't do it again, nodded at Teng Zhan, turned around and walked towards the house.

"Are you alright?" Teng Zhan is not suspicious, he can teach Yan Murong such a strange thing, it is also a strange thing to think about, look, I just saw these two ** fight.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Yan Murong smiled awkwardly, he was abused by the old man before, but no one saw it, but now he was seen by Teng Zhan - Teng Zhan saw nothing, in case he told his daughter, wouldn't the image he had finally erected be completely finished?

was thinking about it in his heart, and there was a sound of a car engine at the door, and then, when the car stopped, Lang Yumin, who was dressed in a coffee-colored suit, appeared at the door of the villa.

"You're here too?" Seeing that Teng Zhan was also there, Lang Yumin was a little surprised, but it took a lot of effort for her to tell the security guard to let her in.

"Hmm." Seeing Lang Yumin, Teng Zhan's eyes were a little evasive, he nodded, and turned his body to the side.

"Doctor Yan, come uninvited, don't mind." Lang Yumin smiled and explained when he saw him cast a strange look. "Yesterday you said that your master was here, so I wanted to come and see - someone who can teach you such superb medical skills must also be a master of the world, a little abrupt, but please give me an introduction."

"Okay." Yan Murong happily agreed, he came here, could he still drive people out?

After a few more conversations, they walked into the villa together, where the old man was sitting on the sofa, fiddling with a purple sand teapot he had used for decades.

Seeing the old man, Lang Yumin was stunned.

"Uncle Miao, is that you?" Lang Yumin's voice trembled a little, and his eyes became a little excited.

"Huh?" The old man slowly raised his head, looked at Lang Yumin with puzzled eyes, and only after a while did he speak quietly. "You are?"

"I'm Xiaomin." Seeing that the old man admitted his identity, Lang Yumin was even more excited. "Uncle Miao, my father is Lang Qing, I was in college in Yanjing at that time, and I lived with you during the holidays."

"It turned out to be you." The old man was slightly stunned, although the old people met, they did not have the excitement of others.

Stared at Lang Yumin for a while before nodding. "It's all grown so big."

So, hearing this, Yan Murong almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

The old man has been in the mountains for a long time, and he can't talk anymore, is he so old? Don't you know what women care about these days? First, men's wallets. Second, your own age.

In this regard, Yan Murong is actually a theorist, and he has never figured out why women say that they are small when they are young, they always raise their heads up, bulge their breasts that are not developed at all, and then ask loudly which ones are small, which ones are small. However, when they are older, if you ask them their age, they will think that you are insulting them, and if they are a little more emotional, they can chase you for five kilometers with a knife.

"Time is not forgiving, they are all old." Lang Yumin didn't mind either, and said with a smile. "It's Uncle Miao, it's been more than 30 years, but he's still as handsome as he was at the beginning."

Both of them have problems, the old man has a problem with his mouth, and Lang Yumin has a problem with his brain.

Handsome? Okay, Yan Murong admits that the old man is indeed well maintained, but where do you see that he is handsome?

It was obviously obscene - it seemed that Yan Murong's anger was leaking out, and the old man noticed it, and he glanced at him expressionlessly, and asked. "What are you going to do?"

"I've come to see you." Lang Yumin said with a smile. "Originally, I heard yesterday that Dr. Yan's master was coming, and I thought that if I could teach such an excellent apprentice, the master is definitely a master, so I wanted to come and see him, but I didn't think it would be you."

"One bottle is dissatisfied, and half a bottle is dangling." The old man said, obviously, this comment is about Yan Murong. Only he is qualified to evaluate Yan Murong like this.

seemed to know the old man's temper very well, Lang Yumin was not surprised, walked to the sofa, sat down, took the purple clay pot in the old man's hand, grabbed the kettle on the coffee table, grabbed a small pinch of tea leaves from the brown paper bag brought by the old man and put it in the pot, and then poured boiling water.

"Uncle Miao, it's been decades, and your taste hasn't changed." Lang Yumin said with a smile.

"Get used to it." The old man nodded, and gestured to the bag with most of the bag left. "You take the rest back and drink it, it's good."

"Thank you, Uncle Miao." Lang Yumin was overjoyed, quickly picked up the paper bag, folded the mouth of the bag, held it in his hand like a treasure, and carefully put it into the satchel.

It's no wonder that she is like this, the old man's tea is prepared by herself, with a variety of petals and some medicinal herbs, not only can have a good conditioning effect on the body, but the most important thing is that this tea can detoxify and nourish the skin, which is much more precious than the health products called on TV all day long.

Seeing Lang Yumin chatting with the old man, Teng Zhan was a little depressed, he originally came first, but now he was preempted. Moreover, in terms of relationship, she and Yan Murong only met yesterday, but Yan Murong is her daughter-in-law, half a son-in-law, but now it makes him feel like an outsider, and he can't interject when he stands there for a while, which is a little embarrassing.

"Old man, this is Dr. Teng." Yan Murong also saw Teng Zhan's embarrassment, so he said to the old man.

"Hello." The old man nodded at Teng Zhan.

This old man doesn't understand any human sophistication, but his temperament is a little lighter, and only when he is with Yan Murong will he give full play to his perverted ~ obscene nature, which is still very good to others.

When Yan Murong first started practicing medicine with the old man, he went to a remote mountain village, and after treating the family, the man was very guilty and said that he had no money, so the old man waved his hand, pointed to the steaming cauldron, and said that he would give two sweet potatoes.

Later, when Yan Murong asked the old man why he didn't want money, the old man told him. "They are all human beings, how can people suffer as human beings, if they have a mouthful of food, they will not die of hunger."

So, Yan Murong remembered the old man's words in his young heart, so when he saw someone sick but had no money to see a doctor, he would take the initiative to go up and help.

Moreover, Yan Murong was moved by these words at that time, and felt that the old man's image instantly became extremely tall, and there was a small shining circle on the top of his head-uh, but most of the time, especially when he was abused by the old man to death or alive, Yan Murong would not think so.

However, Yan Murong now understands the meaning of the old man's words - the great doctor is the one who treats the sick and saves people.