Xuan Yan turned her head suspiciously and glanced at Yu Xinqi.

He Shaoxin and the others are just belittling him Xuanyan, what are you doing so excitedly Yu Xinqi.

"Her father is Professor Yu from your School of History. It wasn't until Song Keqing whispered an explanation in Xuan Yan's ear that Xuan Yan suddenly became surprised.

No wonder Yu Xinqi is so angry, He Shaoxin and they belittle Xuan Yan, it's okay, Yu Xinqi won't care, but belittled history, Yu Xinqi is going to talk to them.

"The little girl is right. Yu Xinqi's words were praised by the old man, he glanced at Yu Xinqi, and then turned his head to look at He Shaoxin and the others, he said angrily: "It's a shame that you are still college students, you don't know the status of history so much, you are not welcome here, get out of here!"

Although the old man was also very strict with Xuan Yan and others before, he never used the word "roll", because although Xuan Yan and others also made him dislike, at least people understand etiquette.

And what is He Shaoxin's group of people?

One by one, they ran into the yard without permission to squeak and scream, when this is a place, a vegetable market?

When the old man was angry, he was still quite powerful, even He Shaoxin was frightened by his voice, and the others obediently closed their mouths.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Get out, do you want me to call the police?" The old man saw that He Shaoxin and the others just closed their mouths, but stood still and said angrily.

"We-" He Shaoxin wanted to say something.

"Shut up!" the old man roared at the top of his voice, he took out the phone tremblingly, and said, "Get out of here immediately!"

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, old man, let's go. He Shaoxin saw that this old man really wanted to call the police, and hurriedly spoke.

If the old man really called the police, then they would even save the hotel tonight, and they were afraid that they would have to live directly in the bureau!

He Shaoxin and the others withdrew from the courtyard, but they still refused to leave, they wanted to see if Xuan Yan really had the ability to treat the old man's family.

"You are studying history, how can you know Chinese medicine?" The old man waited until He Shaoxin and the others had withdrawn before he looked at Xuan Yan and asked.

"I have studied Chinese medicine since I was a child. Xuan Yan said lightly.

"Since you were a child, why did you take the exam but not Chinese medicine?" The old man asked again, if Xuan Yan's major was Chinese medicine, he might have invited Xuan Yan to the house without saying a word, but Xuan Yan was studying history, although Xuan Yan showed a very advanced Chinese medicine cultivation, but the old man always had a feeling that he was not very reliable.

Xuan Yan heard the old man's question, smiled faintly, and did not answer.

"What do you mean?" the old man didn't know what Xuan Yan's smile meant, and he asked suspiciously.

"Old man, with Xuanyan's medical cultivation, there are not many people in this world who can teach him. Song Keqing said with a smile, she has a deep experience of this, her grandfather's illness has been treated by so many doctors, but they have not been cured.

As soon as Xuan Yan came, she was so sick that she didn't even need to take medicine.

Song Keqing didn't know the existence of the Chinese Medical Center, and she didn't know that Xuan Yan was just a virtuous doctor in the Chinese Medical Center, and above it, there were many real doctors, in short, in her opinion, there were very few people who could compare with Xuan Yan in medical skills.

"Boy is arrogant, do you know that a mountain is still a mountain high!" the old man couldn't help but stare at him when he heard this.

Xuan Yan is young, and she doesn't seem to be frivolous, why is she so arrogant?

How did the old man know that Xuan Yan was not arrogant, he didn't study Chinese medicine in college, just because the Chinese medicine teachers in those universities, whether they were practicing medicine or acupuncture, were far from themselves.

What Song Keqing said is almost true, although there are many real doctors in the Chinese Medical Center, who can be Xuanyan's teacher, but after all, they all belong to the world's masters, and ordinary ordinary people can't reach their level at all.

Even, even the level under Xuan Yan's eyes is not accessible to most people.

In the face of the old man's reprimand, Xuan Yan just looked at him lightly, but did not refute, he instead said: "I hope that after I cure Ling Sun's illness, the old man can allow us to stay for a while." ”

The old man looked at Xuan Yan deeply a few times, his eyes flickered, he believed in Xuan Yan a little, but he was afraid that Xuan Yan would cure his grandson's illness more and more.

"It can't be worse anyway, can you, why don't you let me try?" Xuan Yan seemed to see through the old man's thoughts, and he said lightly.

"What if I say no. The old man calmed down his emotions and said coldly.

"Then I won't take action, treat the sick and save people, and pay attention to your love and my willingness. After Xuan Yan finished speaking lightly, the words changed sharply, and said: "But I can't see death without help, but I can show you a clear way, I'm afraid that the patient can't insist that you invite the doctor." ”

When the old man heard Xuan Yan's words, he couldn't help but groan, and when he couldn't make up his mind, an exclamation suddenly came from the backyard.

"Dad, it's not good, Xiaoyue is in a coma, call an ambulance. It was a woman's voice, Xuan Yan didn't guess right, the patient was not the grandson of the old man, but the grandson!

The old man was startled, he thought about it, anyway, Xiao Yue's situation can't be worse, then estimate it, although Xuanyan in front of him is young, it doesn't mean that he has no real ability.

"Help!" said the old man in a panic.

Without his orders, Xuan Yan had already walked towards the backyard.

Entering an unusually luxuriously decorated bedroom, Xuan Yan saw a teenager lying on the bed, his face pale and bloodless, and his whole person looked like he was in prostration.

At his bedside, there were quite a few people waiting, one of them a man and a woman, looking haggard and anxious, who should be the child's parents.

When they saw Xuan Yan suddenly break in, they looked up and asked, "Who are you?"

"He's the doctor who came to treat Xiao Yue, you two get out of the way and let Doctor Yan help Xiao Yue take a look. Before Xuan Yan could answer, the voice of the old man behind him sounded first.

"Doctor?" the two looked at Xuan Yan suspiciously, both of them looking at each other questioningly.

Xuan Yan didn't care so much, and he didn't have time to argue with the two, so he went straight to the bedside and reached out to probe the little boy's pulse.

Song Keqing and others also wanted to come in, but they were stopped at the door.

"That kid should be not lightly ill, is it okay for Xuan Yan?" Xu Hui couldn't help but ask.

"In other aspects, maybe you can not trust Xuan Yan, but when it comes to medical skills, you can just look at it. Song Keqing said confidently.

"Yes, look at it, if he dares to make a move, he is naturally sure that he will be cured!" Zhang Fan also echoed.

Although Xu Hui and Yu Xinqi still had reservations in their hearts, they had to wait patiently for news outside the door at the moment.

(End of chapter)