Tang Yong cried, and Yan Murong laughed. At the very least, he found himself a free labor force that he sold him for ten years.

With the couple's great gratitude, Yan Murong sat back behind the table and took out the megaphone again to let the crowd line up.

After such an episode, these people who came for free all developed a strong curiosity about Chinese medicine. One by one, they all consciously lined up and waited quietly.

"What do you think?" At the gate of the hospital, in a black Mercedes-Benz, Zheng Wuming looked at Kunlun who was sitting in the driver's seat and asked.

Zheng Wuming has arrived in Hong Kong this morning.

Of course, he is very well informed.

When Yan Murong bought Renhe Hospital yesterday, he already knew the news, and then he left for Hong Kong early in the morning. His intuition told him that Yan Murong would definitely do something, otherwise it would be too inconsistent with his character.

Sure enough, Yan Murong didn't disappoint him, and he really made a lot of noise.

"I don't know." Kunlun shook his head. "I'm not very smart - I thought that guy was a sharp master, but the more time passed, the more I found that I couldn't see through him."

"That's how I feel." Zheng Wuming smiled and said. "But that's good - a hundred years of life is too long, and if you don't have a decent opponent for so long, it's too boring."

"You're the only one who thinks so." Kunlun shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly. "That guy looks like a good person, but in fact, he is ruthless, and he is not a master to mess with."

"Hehe, am I so messed with?"

Kunlun didn't speak, but he also acknowledged the fact.

Yes, Yan Murong is not easy to mess with, and Zheng Wuming is also not easy to mess with, otherwise why is there so much *** above, but Zheng Wuming is called the first son of Yanjing?

However, it seems that most of his own family members have also suffered a lot of losses under Yan Murong's guy. But it's not a big loss when you think about it, it's just that he scolded him twice and extorted a little money.

"Kunlun, let's drive." After staring at the hospital for a while, Zheng Wuming said softly.

"Don't look at it?"

"If you don't look at it, there's nothing to see." Zheng Wuming shook his head, and then said jokingly. "He has already started to develop, and I have to go and do my business, otherwise it will be a shame to be compared to him." ――

Yan Murong didn't remember how long it was, anyway, he hadn't experienced this kind of backache and arm cramps for a long time. It seems that I only felt this way when I first started studying medicine with the old man, but I have slowly gotten used to it, and I don't feel tired anymore.

It's just that at the end of this day, Yan Murong felt like his whole body was falling apart.

From noon, without even eating, this group of people began to provide free clinics, and it was not until 8 o'clock in the evening that it was dark.

Yan Murong didn't remember seeing too few patients, anyway, when he announced the end of today's free clinic, the crowd in line was still more than ten meters long.

Zhong Zhenguo and several experts in the Chinese medicine department were forcibly arranged by Yan Murong to rest every time because of their age, while Hua Cuo and Teng Xiangling were not so lucky, until the end, they didn't eat a bite of food and rest for a minute.

Yan Murong felt okay, but what surprised him was that Teng Xiangling still had physical strength, but it was a little bit wrong.

When he sat behind the table, he couldn't see anything, but when Yan Murong announced that this was the end of the day, Hua Cuo slipped directly under the table, and finally was carried into the car by the three people he brought and pulled back, and after coming back, he didn't even eat dinner, so he fell directly on the bed and fell asleep.

"How's that, don't you think we're one step closer to our ideals?" Yan Murong sat on the sofa, looking at Teng Xiangling, who was lazily curled up in the corner of the sofa and was in a daze at the TV, asked.

"It's still far from it." Teng Xiangling hit mercilessly. "When you make the whole world accept Chinese medicine, then you will be far from real success."

"Can't you tell a lie to comfort me?" Yan Murong said with a wry smile.

"I'm almost exhausted, how can I be in the mood to make up lies." Teng Xiangling glanced at Yan Murong and said again. "Otherwise, tomorrow's free clinic will be canceled."

"Cancellation? Why? ”

"I'm too tired." Teng Xiangling said. "Also, this kind of impact on the hospital is a bit big - haven't you noticed that some of the people who were going to enter the hospital have come here to line up?"

Hearing Teng Xiangling's words, Yan Murong was silent for a while before speaking. "There will be some impact, but it doesn't matter much - the free clinic will only take two days, and after two days, I believe that the reputation of the Chinese medicine department of our hospital has been outstanding."

"It's up to you." Teng Xiangling said. "But what are you going to do with me? Do you want me to go to the TCM department for a consultation? ”

"That's too cheap for you." Yan Murong laughed. "I told you before that I will find you a job to do with your professional counterpart - I have too many things, so I guess I won't stay in the hospital for too long, as for the position of the dean, it is more appropriate for you to do it."

"How much are you going to pay me?" Teng Xiangling asked with a smile.

"I really haven't thought about it, how much do you want?" Yan Murong said. "However, there are too many but no, a few thousand yuan a month is still okay."

"Do you really think I'm free labor?" Teng Xiangling glared at Yan Murong with two big watery eyes.

"Just kidding." Yan Murong laughed. "Seriously, I really don't know how much salary to pay you, should I go according to the regular salary, or should I give you a family price?"

"Then I don't care." Teng Xiangling pursed his lips. "Anyway, I'm working for you, if you treat me badly, I won't have to strike."

Yan Murong just wanted to tease Teng Xiangling a few more words, when he saw Su Qingwu walking downstairs, his eyes staring at him all the time.

"What's wrong?" Yan Murong asked strangely.

"Zheng Wuming is here." Su Qingwu said while sitting on the sofa on the side. "Arrived this morning."

"Coming so soon?" Yan Murong was slightly surprised, and her heart was also depressed. It seems that this Zheng Wuming is determined to do it with him.

"Well, he's coming quickly." Su Qingwu nodded and said again. "There's one more person who wants to see you."

"Someone wants to see me?" Yan Murong was even more strange. "Who wants to see me?"

"Morgana."

"Morgana? He's in Hong Kong? Yan Murong asked in surprise. What does she want to see me for? ”

"I don't know." Su Qingwu shook her head. "She also arrived in Hong Kong this morning, and will look for you tomorrow."

Yan Murong smiled bitterly, what's the matter today, could it be that they discussed and formed a group?