When Lin Fan was diagnosing and treating people, the little fat man stood behind Lin Fan very curiously, his eyes staring at Lin Fan's every move, his eyes full of surprise.

"Dear ...... Lin"

Seeing that Lin Fan had just finished treating a patient, the little fat man hurriedly stepped forward to ask about Lin Fan, but thinking that Lin Fan said just now that he was a distant relative, he didn't know what to call Lin Fan for a while.

"Kiss your size, call uncle!" Lin Fan glanced at the other party angrily.

The little fat man understood, and hurriedly changed his words: "Dirty...... No, Brother Lin!"

Lin Fan smiled slightly, and put down the arm that was about to twist the other party's chubby face.

Although the eldest brother's call is a little unsatisfactory, it is indeed more pleasant than the uncle's.

"Brother Lin, these things can cure diseases, aren't they all flowers and plants?"

For traditional Chinese medicine, it is still a little difficult for the little fat man to understand, and he feels that even if these flowers and herbs are eaten, they may not have any effect.

Lin Fan sighed, how could such a profound question be explained in three or two sentences, now he is very busy, but he has no time to teach the little fat man the profound theory of Chinese medicine.

So he took a book on Chinese medicine from the table and threw it to the other party, and regardless of whether the little fat man could understand it or not, he asked Ness to pull him aside.

Now there is another fat man of this size, and if he doesn't work hard to make more money, he will have to be eaten.

"This is amazing, isn't it? I used to hear all kinds of miraculous rumors about ancient China, but I didn't expect that these flowers and plants could be used to treat so many diseases. ”

Obviously, the little fat man can understand the general introduction in the book, which Lu Qiao specially bought back when he renovated the medical hall.

At that time, Lin Fan's reputation was not so loud, so Lu Qiao put it on the table for Lin Fan, and he used it as a façade.

"That's it, what our ancestors have handed down, can it be unreliable!"

An old man close to the little fat man heard the other party's words and smiled, his face full of pride.

Lin Fan shook his head slightly, whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, it has its own benefits, and it cannot be generalized.

"Baby, if you live here permanently, you will go to the square in the morning to find your uncle, your body should be exercised, can you go on like this?"

The old man chatted with the little fat man whimsically, and finally said to the little fat man very seriously.

"Magical things, magical country! Old man, do you know kung fu?"

Nine out of ten foreigners must know Chinese kung fu, and it seems that this little fat man is no exception.

Especially when he saw that the old man was still carrying a sword for exercising, he couldn't help but show a yearning look.

"You have to know, what's the matter, you want to learn?"

The old man smiled, and finally found a topic to show off, completely ignoring the fever, and got up to plan to give the little fat man a rumored Tai Chi swordsmanship.

"I said uncle, it's your turn, hurry up. ”

At this time, it was the old man's turn to diagnose, and a strong young man behind him hurriedly urged.

The old man was stunned for a moment, hurriedly put away his posture, and said that he would teach the little fat man after seeing a doctor.

When the old man just walked towards Lin Fan, the strong young man immediately came to the little fat man, showed off his developed muscles, and showed off: "I said little guy, don't learn those fancy things, it's useless." My brother taught you a few tricks to kill, it's absolutely reliable!"

Although the young man's voice was not loud, the whole medical hall was so big that everyone heard it.

And the old man who was already sitting in front of Lin Fan turned his head a little angrily, snorted at the young man, and said, "Who are the flowers? This is called Tai Chi, do you understand the essence of the country?"

"Originally, it was okay to keep fit, but if it was about fighting, it had to look at the current free fighting, boxing, ......"

The young man waved his hand a little impatiently, as if he didn't want to reason with the old man, but looked at the little fat man again.

The old man's face turned a little red, although this young man's words were correct, but it was a little unpleasant to despise traditional martial arts in this way.

In an instant, the infirmary was divided into two sides, with older people on one side and young people on the other.

The two sides were muttering and arguing there, as if they had forgotten that they had come here to see a doctor.

Lin Fan was also a little dumbfounded, this Nima, whether it is traditional martial arts or modern fighting, isn't it all for physical fitness?

Could it be that if you kill someone with a free fighting move, the police will be able to let you go? In the same way, no matter how powerful your traditional martial arts are, if you cut bricks and trees, you don't have to be responsible for beating people?

Everything is good, it depends on where you put it and use it.

You must know that in the era of cold weapons, where was there any modern fighting? Hands rise and fall, people's heads roll, not all of them are fought hard?

I really don't know what to argue about this kind of thing, he, a strong martial emperor, didn't speak, but these people in front of him had a temper.

"Okay, if you see a doctor, you can see a doctor, if you don't see a doctor, can you respect me? If you argue about the good and bad of Chinese medicine and Western medicine, I can still accept it, what kind of martial arts are you talking about here?"

Lin Fan knocked lightly on the table, which could be regarded as suppressing the two parties who were about to argue with each other.

The little fat man on the side was also shocked by the sudden explosiveness of these people just now, and couldn't help but look down at the book, not daring to continue to ask any questions, for fear that these people would come to the debate again.

The rest of the people were all minor problems, and Lin Fan prescribed some medicine to these people as quickly as possible, which was considered to be idle.

"It's been so long, why hasn't the takeaway arrived yet?"

At this time, it has been a long time since he ordered takeout, and now it has not arrived, and he wonders if the other party has forgotten his stubble.

Just as he was about to call to inquire, a young man in a delivery uniform hurriedly walked in.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'm stuck in traffic, otherwise I would have arrived a long time ago!"

The young man apologized again and again, making Lin Fan angry and unable to get angry.

However, he suddenly saw the wrist of the takeaway boy, who was carrying an extremely fashionable watch.

Two days ago, he saw an identical one in the mall, and the price tag was very expensive.

"The watch is good!"

When Lin Fan took the takeaway, he smiled and said to the takeaway brother.

Hearing Lin Fan's words, the other party covered his watch for a moment, and then showed a smile and said, "Hehe, A goods, how can we bring such valuable things." ”

Hearing the other party's answer, Lin Fan was depressed, your sister, can't you let yourself eat well?

"Hey, little brother, you shot off!" When the other party turned around and was about to leave, Lin Fan suddenly said out loud.

"Didn't drop ......" The takeaway brother subconsciously touched his waist, and then his face changed suddenly.

(End of chapter)