No. 261, toss!

No. 261, toss!

Ouyang Lin was stunned all of a sudden, and he felt helpless when he stood there. I don't know if I should leave in anger, or if I should scold him before leaving.

He was ordered to invite Qin Luo to participate in the three major Chinese medicine sects fighting medical conferences. Qin Luo went to this meeting not only as a guest to observe the ceremony, but also to involve the ownership and merger of the two Chinese medicine associations.

If Qin Luo doesn't go, how can that important issue be discussed? Who to talk to?

Could it be that as a Chinese medicine doctor, he didn't want to go to see the sacred medical conference? Could it be that he doesn't have the slightest curiosity and admiration for the three major schools of Chinese medicine? Doesn't he want to see the secret techniques of the other three stunts?

However, he refused so neatly. Without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing where Ouyang Lin was standing stupidly, his face was blue and white for a while, and he opened his mouth but couldn't speak, Qin Luo sighed lightly and said: "The reason why a person behaves arrogantly and arrogantly in front of others proves that this person must have some kind of advantage compared with others. But I wondered, where did you get that sense of superiority in front of me? ”

"Do you have more money than I do, or do you have more power than me? Or how old are you from me? Qin Luo asked sneeringly.

His xìng style is like this, if you talk to me well, I will naturally be polite to you. Everyone is calm and harmonious. However, if you want to be arrogant and domineering, then I'm sorry, I don't eat you.

I'm not mad in front of you, so don't be mad in front of me.

Seeing Ouyang Lin's face was so green that he couldn't speak, Qin Luo said unforgivingly: "Even if you compete in appearance, you are not as good as me, right?" ”

Qin Luo lowered his head and looked at Bei Bei who was lying in his arms, and asked, "Bei Bei, who do you think is more beautiful, Brother Qin Luo or that guy?" ”

"Brother Qin Luo is good-looking." Bebe replied innocently. This is the only answer in the child's mind. Even if Ouyang Lin is a rare beautiful man in the world who looks better than Pan An, maybe she still gives this answer.

Qin Luo looked away, pointed at Bei Bei and said, "Look at it, even a four-year-old girl can see it, I want to look better than you." What else are you better than me? Why are you so superior to me, as if I owe you millions? ”

"What the hell do you want?" Ouyang Lin asked through gritted teeth.

Is this person really a Chinese medicine doctor? The one who studied Chinese medicine has such shamelessness as him? How can there be such a scoundrel as him?

"That's the question I should ask you. What exactly do you want? Qin Luo asked with a sneer.

"I'm here to invite you to the Three Fighting Doctors Conference." Ouyang Lin said.

"Please? When did you say the word 'please'? Qin Luo looked at him with a smile and asked.

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"I don't owe you anything, I don't ask you for anything, and you're not qualified to talk to me in that tone." Qin Luo said mockingly. "Okay. I've said what I have to say. You can leave. ”

"Pleaseβ€”join us at the Doctor Fight." Ouyang Lin said hoarsely, his head hanging slightly, and his eyes were aimed at the ground, as if there was some beautiful pattern on the ground.

"Hasn't anyone ever told you that when you talk to someone, you look someone in the eye is polite?" Qin Luo said harshly again. He's ready to polish this guy's sharpness.

"Please join us at the Doctor Fight." Ouyang Lin raised his head and stared at Qin Luo with burning eyes and said. It's a bit of a gambling xìng substance.

"That's what it sounds like." Qin Luo nodded with satisfaction. "Although I don't agree with it, in the eyes of some people, how to say that you also represent the orthodoxy of Chinese medicine. Don't let people laugh at us who study medicine for not knowing etiquette. I can't afford to lose this man. ”

"You-" Ouyang Lin's heart was on fire, and he wanted to make a fortune again.

"Let's go. I'm going to take a look with you. Qin Luo interrupted him and said. He called Sister-in-law Li, entrusted Bei Bei to her, and comforted the little girl well before following Ouyang Lin outside.

There was a silver BMW parked at the entrance of the small courtyard, which seemed to be driven by Ouyang Lin.

Qin Luo remembered that when he first met Ouyang Lin and Ouyang Min's uncle and nephew in the Divine Needle King, both of them were dressed in long robes. He didn't expect to change into a suit and drive a BMW now - he thought that people in long shirts couldn't drive like he did.

"Where are we going?" Qin Luo sat in the back seat of the BMW and asked out loud.

Although he had heard of the famous names of the three major schools of Chinese medicine, namely the Ghost Doctor School, the Righteous Sect and the Bodhisattva Sect, he did not know where their main store was located. They rarely appear in public view and are almost isolated from the rest of the world.

"You'll know when you get there." Ouyang Lin said coldly. Although he didn't dare to offend Qin Luo too much in his heart, he didn't want to say too much to him.

"Let's go to the Divine Needle King first. It's the TCM health center you went to last time. Qin Luo smiled and said.

"Where to do what?" Ouyang Lin asked unhappily.

"I promised a friend that I would take him with me to see the world." Qin Luo said.

"No, I can't. We've only invited you alone. You are the only one who is qualified to pass. Others do not have this qualification. Ouyang Lin refused without thinking about it.

Where is he a chain store? Who wants to get in, who wants to get in?

"It has to go. I promised someone else. Qin Luo said without giving in.

"That's your business." Ouyang Lin said.

Qin Luo squinted his eyes and laughed, and said, "It's a pity, it's your business now." If you don't bring my friend in, I'm going to refuse to be your bullshit guest. ”

The muscles on Ouyang Lin's face twitched, his forehead was bruised, and he said, "Only my father is qualified to issue invitations." I don't have the right to call the shots. ”

Qin Luo waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I can go back and wait. You go back and talk to your father first. Wait until you're done talking, and then come and pick me up. All right? ”

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"Besides, if I go with you alone, how can I guarantee my safety?" Qin Luo asked questioningly. "I always have to bring someone with me in, and if something happens, someone will help me call the phone."

"We are the Chinese Medicine Association, not a killer organization." Ouyang Lin tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, trying to make his voice softer.

"Who said that the Chinese Medicine Association can't kill people?"

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If it weren't for the fear of hitting himself to death, Ouyang Lin would have wanted to slam the car into the railing on the side of the road.

When the car stopped at the door of the Divine Needle King, Wang Yangxin, who received Qin Luo's call, was already waiting.

Qin Luo pressed the window and beckoned to him, and he quickly ran over with a smile. said to Qin Luo: "I thought you forgot about me? ”

said hello to Ouyang Lin in front of him again, but the other party just snorted coldly and was unwilling to reason. He didn't care, sat next to Qin Luo, and talked to him in a whisper.

Qin Luo thought that ancient organizations such as the Ghost Doctor Sect, the Righteous Sect, and the Bodhisattva Sect, which were somewhat similar to the Jianghu Sect, would definitely have their headquarters located on the top of a beautiful mountain or in a desolate and scenic suburb.

However, the BMW driven by Ouyang Lin never drove out of the Yanjing City area, driving from the first ring road to the second ring road, from the second ring road to Jianshe Road, and from Jianshe Road to Xuantian Road -- all the time driving around the urban area.

Finally, after running for more than half an hour, the car finally stopped in front of a large pharmacy located on the edge of the city.

The name of the pharmacy is Kujitang, which is a simple and elegant antique building. The high-end gate, the red wall colored tiles, the glazed cornices, and the door also have two huge Pixiu beasts.

These two sacred beasts are carved and lifelike, with a dragon head, a horse body, and a lin's feet, with a long beard under the forehead, and wings on both ribs.

After Qin Luo got out of the car, he carefully admired the pair of divine objects and asked, "There is a pair of Pixiu at the door of the pharmacy, didn't it scare the guests away?" ”

Ouyang Lin snorted coldly and said, "Kujitang is the head office of the Ghost Doctor Sect's business outside, and it is only responsible for the operation and opening of the store, the dispatch of goods and personnel, and does not administer medicine and cure diseases. ”

"The Ghost Doctor Sect also has an industry outside?" Qin Luo asked in surprise. Why haven't you heard it before?

"Nonsense. Without industry, what do we eat? ”

Qin Luo thought about it. If the ghost doctor sect has no industry, where does Ouyang Lin have the money to wear expensive suits and drive a 'don't touch me' famous car?

However, is it a bit selfish that they are just busy making money, but they forget the historical mission entrusted to them by the sages?

Qin Luo is not averse to making money. Because he knows that if people don't do anything, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed.

However, are there some responsibilities that you need to take on?

At this point, these superhuman gods who were supposed to save Chinese medicine were busy fighting for fame and fortune, and there was endless infighting. Thinking of this, Qin Luo's perception of them was even worse.

"Since you can't do it well, then give way to someone else." Qin Luo once again strengthened his belief in his heart.

To hell with the so-called orthodoxy of Chinese medicine.

As long as you can carry forward Chinese medicine, then you represent the orthodoxy of Chinese medicine. It's not just those of you who are older and shout louder slogans to represent Chinese medicine.

Ouyang Lin took Qin Luo and them up the steps of Kuji Hall, and when they entered the door, they suddenly turned around and said, "Ouyang doesn't dare to forget the shame he suffered today. I hope to have the opportunity to learn some medical skills with you in the next few days. ”

Is this a shame? Qin Luo squinted his eyes and laughed.

In that case, let me give you a taste of what real shame is.

(PS: The third more is delivered.) Red Ticket. οΌ‰