Yan Murong was woken up by the sound of slamming the door, and in a daze, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, it was just after six o'clock.

After getting dressed and opening the door, he saw the guy who had stopped him from entering the day before yesterday standing at the door, looking anxious.

"Oh, you're coming out, the master asked me to come to you." The guy said hurriedly.

"What's wrong?" Yan Murong asked strangely, the sky has just dawned, the sun has not risen, and the moon has not gone down yet, what is the matter at this time?

"Come and see." After the guy finished speaking, he turned around and ran away, without explaining to Yan Murong.

Yan Murong looked inexplicable, and walked to the front without washing his face, but before he could get there, he heard a noisy sound outside. The door of the pharmacy hadn't opened yet, but Teng Zhan had already gotten up early, and the two guys who stayed in the store didn't know where to go, he was sitting in the pharmacy hall drinking tea.

"Uncle, what's going on?" Yan Murong asked strangely.

"They're all coming for you." Teng Zhan gently blew the hot tea and said without raising his head. "I don't know how the news of you curing Lao Zhang got out yesterday, these people are all paralyzed patients at home, so they all found here."

"Got out?" Yan Murong was a little surprised.

"Well, I don't know how it got out." Teng Zhan nodded and looked at Yan Murong. "What are you going to do?"

"I don't know." Yan Murong smiled bitterly, listening to the noisy voices outside, it seemed that there were still a lot of people, and they would go to the United States to participate in the medical exchange meeting in a few days, if they were treated one by one, I was afraid that the time to go to the United States would be delayed. Besides, paralysis is also situational, like Zhang He, it belongs to the scope that can be saved.

"Try your best." Teng Zhan nodded understandingly. "Wait a minute, don't go out, I'll let them go back and get the patient's case, how about you make sure after you see it?"

"Okay." Yan Murong happily agreed, although these people came when they heard the news, but since they were willing to come, Yan Murong was naturally willing to accept it.

"By the way, there's one more thing." Teng Zhan slowly put down the teacup, looked at Yan Murong and said. "Just now, Lang Yumin, the president of the First Affiliated Hospital of Suzhou and Hangzhou, called me, meaning to ask you to give a lecture, what do you think?"

I don't think it's good, Yan Murong thought to herself, but asked on her lips. "What am I going to say?"

"Tell the experts about your healing process." Teng Zhan said.

“――”

Yan Murong was speechless for a while, smiled bitterly in his heart, and went to tell those experts about the process of his treatment? Do they understand?

"If you don't want to go, don't force it." Seeing Yan Murong's expression, Teng Zhan said softly. However, this tone made Yan Murong feel that it was not that he was reluctant, but that he was reluctant.

"Then go ahead." Yan Murong finally agreed-

The First Affiliated Hospital is an affiliated hospital of Suzhou and Hangzhou Medical University, although it is not as famous as Yenching University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but its strength should not be underestimated, but the main development direction of Suzhou and Hangzhou Medical University is Western medicine, which is not as good as Yenching University of Chinese Medicine in terms of traditional Chinese medicine.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Yan Murong and Teng Zhan came to the affiliated hospital, it seemed that this old man was very familiar with this place, and he didn't need anyone to lead the way, so he took Yan Murong directly to the door of the dean's office on the top floor of the outpatient building by elevator.

In front of the door of the dean's office, Teng Zhan stopped, tidied up his clothes, and then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Yan Murong was a little puzzled, when he was about to arrive at the door just now, the old man slowed down, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people inside, and he would start to tidy up his clothes that were not wrinkled at all, which made Yan Murong even more strange. However, he is not a person who likes gossip, so he didn't ask much.

"Please come in." A woman's voice came from the office.

Hearing this voice, Yan Murong seemed to understand something, and couldn't help but laugh twice, thinking to himself, this single old man is Sichun.

"What are you laughing at, be serious, this is the hospital." Teng Zhan turned his head and reprimanded in a low voice with a straight face, but his old face was slightly red, and Yan Murong wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. I began to ponder in my heart, I don't know what kind of reaction this woman would have if she told Teng Xiangling about this.

The office of the director of the affiliated hospital is very large, more than 70 square meters, and there is a separate lounge inside. The decoration of the office is simple, but the things that should be there are are no worse.

Behind the desk, a thin middle-aged woman was sitting there, writing something on a piece of paper, when she heard footsteps approaching, she raised her head and looked at Teng Zhan with a smile.

The woman is thin, but her body shape is very perfect, she can't tell that she is in her fifties, wrinkles have climbed on the corners of her eyes, and her skin is well maintained, at first glance she looks like a woman in her thirties. Melon seed face, willow eyebrows, tall nose bridge, thin lips, although she is old, it can be seen that she must have been a goddess-level beauty when she was young.

Sneaking a glance at Teng Zhan, he saw that the old man saw the woman smiling like this, and his face actually looked a little flustered.

"You're here." Lang Yumin put down the pen in his hand, looked at Teng Zhan and said softly.

"Ah, here we are." Teng Zhan responded, and he didn't know how to speak, so he hurriedly pulled Yan Murong, who was snickering on the side, over and said. "This is the Yan Murong you want to see, I brought him."

"I'm sorry for you." Lang Yumin said with a smile, and looked at Yan Murong again. "I've been friends with Dr. Yan for a long time, and my ears are calloused when I hear your name - it's not strange that those celebrities are on TV and newspapers, but a doctor has the same popularity as top stars, which really makes our medical community's faces shine."

"Dean Lang is polite." Yan Murong said politely.

"If you don't mind, just call me Aunt Min." Lang Yumin said with a chuckle. "Uncle Teng and I are classmates in elementary school, middle school and high school, you call him uncle, but you call me by such an official name, it's too different, right?"

The woman who takes the career path is really not ordinary, Yan Murong sighed in her heart, Lang Yumin was generous when she spoke, and she brought the relationship between the two closer with one sentence, and it didn't make you feel abrupt.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't get together, otherwise Teng Xiangling and her father wouldn't be taken care of?

"Aunt Min." Yan Murong was not pretentious, and shouted with a smile.

"Hey, okay." Lang Yumin happily responded. "I'll call you Murong, okay? ――That's right, Uncle Teng should have told you about it, and many experts are very interested in your treatment techniques, so I would like to ask you to tell us about it. ”

"No problem." Yan Murong nodded and said.

"That's good." Lang Yumin was a neat person, and when he saw Yan Murong agreeing, he directly grabbed the phone on the desk and began to notify those experts to the conference room.