Chapter 1884 Guests

"Brother Meng, which hospital are you going to work in when you return to City K this time? I think if you go, no matter which hospital, you will be given a director job." Lan Ai gave a thumbs up and said, "Dual Medicine

A doctorate degree is already very rare.”

Lan Ai had mistaken Meng Xinghun for the miracle doctor Hua Ruiqi said. She thought that it would be inevitable that Meng Xinghun would be interested in her upper body. She might as well get acquainted with him now to avoid embarrassment later.

Besides, Lan Ai thinks Meng Xinghun is much better than Chen Huan.

Chen Huan sat next to Meng Xinghun. Comparing them, they were nothing.

Meng Xinghun felt extremely benefited by Lan Ai's praise. He also thought sweetly that it was Lan Ai who liked him.

Meng Xinghun still didn't know about Lan Ai's illness.

After all, Hua Ruiqi would definitely not say anything casually about women.

"Actually, it's nothing. Several big hospitals want to invite me. However, because of my master, I will probably consider People's Hospital." Meng Xinghun first gave others a feeling of respecting teachers.

Lan Amy's beautiful eyes flashed, and she said excitedly, "Recently, the People's Hospital said that they want to invite a miracle doctor to come back. Could it be you, Brother Meng?"

Lan Ai felt confident.

If Meng Xinghun, a doctor with a double degree, took action, his illness might really be cured.

Lan Ai was talking about another miracle doctor, but Meng Xinghun thought he was talking about himself, because he had just come back and caused a lot of trouble when he went to the People's Hospital.

"Haha, I didn't expect that you would know about this." Meng Xinghun felt even more beautiful now.

He was thinking secretly, and based on the admiring look Lan Ai looked at him, he would probably treat Lan Ai to a few meals and get a room.

Don't look at it, Meng Xinghun has also contracted bad habits in foreign countries, such as being able to sleep with a woman casually without having to take responsibility.

Seeing them chatting so happily, Chen Huan didn't interrupt, but was eating fruit quietly beside them.

But he felt that Meng Xinghun was shameless enough, even more shameless than himself.

At most, he only has a Ph.D., and he has the nerve to think that he is a miracle doctor.

"Chen Huan, right?" Meng Xinghun felt that Lan Ai's praise was not enough, so he decided to recruit someone to support him to improve himself.

There was no way to show his superiority without drawing Chen Huan for comparison. Moreover, what Meng Xinghun was most unhappy with was that Hua Ruiqi actually asked him to come and learn from Chen Huan.

He already has a double-degree doctorate, but he still has to learn from a small Chinese medicine practitioner? If word spreads, aren't he afraid of making people laugh to death?

"Well. Dr. Shuangxiu, what do you want from me?" Chen Huan raised his head and smiled.

He couldn't see Meng Xinghun's little thoughts.

It's just that I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. Once someone offends me, I won't make you look good.

"It's a doctorate with dual majors, not a doctorate with dual majors. Why does it become so ugly when you say it when it's obviously a good thing?"

Meng Xinghun didn't want to say anything, so Lan Ai interrupted Chen Huan.

"Double doctorate in medicine, clinical science and traditional Chinese medicine." Meng Xinghun said affirmatively.

After he finished speaking, he felt as if he was making peace with Lan Aife.

"Then what?" Chen Huan asked disapprovingly.

Meng Xinghun thought that Chen Huan would be envious or show admiration after hearing this. After all, this was too rare. He did not expect that Chen Huan would behave so coldly.

Isn't he just a small Chinese medicine doctor? Why should he look down on others?

"I heard from the teacher that you are also a Chinese medicine practitioner, right?" Meng Xinghun stared at Chen Huan and asked.

"Well, I'm a young Chinese medicine practitioner. I'm still learning from Uncle Hua." Chen Huan said modestly.

In Chen Huan's eyes, Chinese medicine is so broad and profound. No matter how many disasters you experience, you will always be a small Chinese medicine practitioner. Because no matter how many disasters you experience, it is impossible to compare it with China's 5,000-year-old Chinese medicine culture.

What's more, every old doctor has his own set of experiences, and you have to learn from them.

In the field of traditional Chinese medicine, there are no big doctors, only small traditional Chinese medicine doctors.

In the eyes of Meng Xinghun, Chen Huan's modesty was a sign of guilty conscience. He snorted in his heart, he was not worthy of learning from such a little Chinese doctor.

"I don't know, how much experience do you have? How many people have you seen?" Meng Xinghun asked.

Clinical experience is the most important, and every experienced doctor’s experience is accumulated through patients.

Chen Huan thought for a moment and realized that there were probably no more than ten people he would treat.

"Just a few people." Chen Huan replied.

The scornful look on Meng Xinghun's face became even brighter when he heard this, and the sense of superiority in his eyes became even stronger.

When Lan Ai heard this answer, she sighed in her heart. This guy had only seen a few people, and he had the nerve to claim to be a miracle doctor.

What they don't know is that none of the people Chen Huan sees are ordinary people, and none of them have simple illnesses.

"It's time to eat~ It's time to eat, Lan Lan, come quickly and help your aunt prepare the meal."

At this time, Hua Ruiqi's voice came from the kitchen.

“Good example~”

Lan Ai quickly walked into the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

After Lan Ai left, Meng Xinghun felt that there was no point in stepping on people now, and he didn't bother to sit with Chen Huan, so he walked out and went to the kitchen to help.

He is extremely attentive to Lan Aimeng Xinghun.

When someone helped, Chen Huan couldn't help even if he wanted to, so he simply took the initiative and sat at the table.

"Huh, rude." Lan Ai snorted when she saw Chen Huan being so proactive.

"Xiao Lan, how can you talk like this? There are always customers passing by." Hua Ruiqi listened, and he lectured Lan Ai.

He didn't know why Lan Ai seemed to have a problem with Chen Huan, but whether Lan Ai's illness could be cured would depend on Chen Huan.

"Chen Huan, come here. Sit here."

At this time, Hua Ruiqi took the initiative to invite Chen Huan to sit at the host's seat.

When Lan Ai and Meng Xinghun saw it, they were a little dumbfounded. Hua Ruiqi asked Chen Huan to take the host's seat. Didn't he treat Chen Huan as a guest?

They were surprised as to why Hua Ruiqi, who had always been upright, was so polite and even a little respectful to Chen Huan.

Chen Huan also understands the difference between priority and priority. It is not good to sit in someone else's seat as soon as you come here.

"Uncle Hua, you sit down. I can sit anywhere." Chen Huan declined politely.

Lan Ai's eyes were almost killing people, he still dared to sit there.

"Chen Huan, you are a guest. You can sit down." In Hua Ruiqi's eyes, Chen Huan is the master. If Chen Huan doesn't sit here, where else would he dare to sit?

Just kidding, others dare to challenge the chief.

Moreover, the person who injured the leader had to beg him humbly when others were not angry.

"Uncle, I'm a guest too. Why don't you invite me to sit down?" Lan Ai said complaining at the side, "Brother Meng, you're a guest too."

"What do you know?" Hua Ruiqi said with some seriousness.

At this time, a middle-aged woman walked out of the kitchen. Seeing everyone still giving in, she smiled and said: "Don't argue, everyone. We are all our own people, just having a meal. How can we be so polite?"

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This middle-aged woman was Hua Ruiqi's wife, Zhao Chunli. She approached with a smile, and then pulled Chen Huan to sit down directly.

"Chen Huan, just sit down. My old man is old-fashioned. Now is the new society, and there is no priority. Sit wherever you want, sit wherever you want."

Zhao Chunli is also very enthusiastic towards Chen Huan.

Because all she has been listening to on her pillow lately are topics about Chen Huan.

Regarding Chen Huan's matter, the superiors issued a hush-hush order and no one could discuss it too much. Hua Ruiqi had no one to talk about, so he had to go home and tell his wife everything.

So, Zhao Chunli still knows a little more about Chen Huan.

"Okay. Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Chen Huan sat down peacefully.

Sitting in Hua Ruiqi's seat made Lan Ai and Meng Xinghun a little dissatisfied, especially Meng Xinghun. He thought to himself that he had been a guest so many times and never received such treatment.

After sitting down, Hua Ruiqi went into the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of wine in a jar.

He put it on the table with a smile, "Chen Huan, I'm happy today. Let's have some good wine together."

"Uncle, haven't you always been reluctant to drink this wine?" Lan Ai was even more dumbfounded now.

He knew that Hua Ruiqi had a jar of good wine, and his elderly daughter Hong was reluctant to drink it. Even when his daughter got married, he was reluctant to drink it.

Today I was so generous that I shared it with Chen Huan.

Lan Ai felt that Hua Ruiqi was too solemn about Chen Huan.

"The most important thing is to be happy. I am very happy to be able to invite Chen Huan to dinner. What do little girls know? Good wine is drunk with close friends." Hua Ruiqi smiled and poured a glass for Chen Huan.

Pour yourself a glass, and no one else will.

In Hua Ruiqi's eyes, Chen Huan is his confidant.

If it weren't for Chen Huan, he would probably have been a director at most in his life. Moreover, Chen Huan's traditional Chinese medicine skills made him admire him.
To be continued...