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Chapter Eighteen: Such an Expert

When Li Zechuan and Su Chunya carried Wen Long out of the hotel.

Mu Wanting came out of the bathroom. When she suddenly saw Li Zechuan, she hurriedly wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Murong Qianxun.

I heard the moon god say, "Sister Wanting, don't bother him. Some unpleasant things happened just now, so he may not have time to pay attention to you now."

Then Murong Qianxun briefly told Mu Wanting about what happened just now.

The little loli was stunned and even felt very sorry for not being able to see Li Zechuan "showing his power" and stopping his heroic posture during the fight.

Perhaps in her opinion, Li Zechuan is still the perfect man who has both appearance and ability.

However, if Li Zechuan knew that it was not yet a day before Mu Wanting and Murong Qianxun were called sisters. If they got along so well, they would be full of shock and were incredible.

It was just because Mu Wanting was prejudiced to Murong Qianxun in the morning and regarded her as her "love rival".

It can be seen that the hostility between them has disappeared, and perhaps Murong Qianxun has reached some kind of agreement with Mu Wanting for this.

Besides, Li Zechuan and Su Chunya brought Wen Long to the infirmary.

As soon as I entered the door, I met a sleepy nurse. It can be seen that I had a secret sleep while on duty.

A few people were in a stalemate at the door, because Li Zechuan and the others couldn't get through.

And the little nurse wanted to open her eyes and see what was blocking her.

I saw her open her big eyes and staring at Li Zechuan and the others motionlessly.

one two three.

The three seconds that seemed to have frozen were a shocking scream. Then I saw the little nurse falling backwards like she was lying down, and there was an intimate contact with the ground in the back of her head.

Perhaps coma is the best choice for the young nurse, otherwise she would not know what would happen to her.

Even if he pays a certain "hard" price for this (i.e., head-to-head), the young nurse will be willing to do so.

Why did the young nurse scream and even fall into a coma when she saw Li Zechuan and the other two?

It turned out that Li Zechuan and Su Chunya were "standing" Wen Long, one left and one right, accompanied by Wen Long's screams from time to time.

It happened that Li Zechuan was wearing black, while Su Chunya, the man, was even more coincidentally wearing a white formal outfit. Looking at the Wen Long, who was beaten up in the middle, this combination is so exciting.

The young nurse suddenly thought of folk legends such as the black and white impermanence and soul-catching messenger that the gatekeeper told her a few days ago, so this tragedy was destined to happen.

Who made the young nurse in a half-sleeping state? Who made Li Zechuan and the other three appear so late and in such a unique "styling"? Who made the gatekeeper tell the little girl what the hell story?

Coincidence, all of this is that damn coincidence.

Faced with this sudden change, the three of them were petrified.

Wen Long reacted first, and he heard him talking to himself, "Is it because I am too handsome that I actually 'enchanted' this little nurse." It's a sin.

Alas! If being handsome is a mistake, then let me add a mistake; if being passionate is a disease, then I ask God to make me suffer from a terminal illness."

Seeing that he was so seriously injured and still had leisure and leisure in his shameless confession, Li Zechuan felt that he was going to reposition Wen Long, this godly man.

Su Chunya did not take the opportunity to attack Wen Long. Perhaps it was because of Wen Long's terrible appearance that made Su Chunya feel compassion and could no longer destroy his seemingly happy fantasy.

Although Wen Long's extremely shameless confession and intoxicated expression made the two feel disgusted, they still accommodated him.

Perhaps it was because of the guilt in my heart that I couldn't help much in this farce, but more of it was the brotherhood that had just been established.

After interrupting Wen Long's intoxication, the two of them carried him around the little nurse and walked into the infirmary.

Fortunately, the school’s infirmary is open 24 hours a day, otherwise they would have to run outside the school with Wen Long to let him suffer more.

Li Zechuan and the other two staggered into the infirmary, and what caught his eye was a small but very neat room.

What’s strange is that half of the room is filled with various instruments, equipment, potions and medicines related to Western medicine.

But the other half is a lattice cabinet filled with various Chinese medicines.

Perhaps it is a reflection of the school's emphasis on the integration of Chinese and Western cultures.

Compared with the increasingly developed world today, many people choose Western medicine that has fast effect and strong medicinal effects, but are unwilling to choose traditional and mild traditional Chinese medicine.

Although both have their own strengths and weaknesses, we should cherish and maintain the treasures left to us by our ancestors, right?

This may be just a feeling that Li Zechuan made when he saw half of Western medicine and half of Chinese medicine, but it also represents the voice of many Chinese people.

It's a long story, but it's just a moment.

Seeing someone coming in, the doctor on duty said, "Young man, today the attending physician of Western medicine is not here, and I am the only old man who has a little understanding of traditional Chinese medicine. Why don't you come back tomorrow!"

From his words, we can feel the helplessness or powerlessness of contemporary students who only trust Western medicine but do not believe in traditional Chinese medicine.

Looking into the sound, I saw an old man with a long hair and a young face sitting upright on a chair, looking at the newspaper with concentration, his waist straight, as if a young man in his twenties was not as good as that.

Li Zechuan knew that this old man was extremely human.

After hearing his words, Su Chunya was about to speak, but was interrupted by Li Zechuan, for fear that he would be anxious for a moment and said something he shouldn't say, and angered a master, that would be unbeautiful.

I heard Li Zechuan say first, "Old man, we don't know what Western medicine and Chinese medicine are so clear. As long as we can cure diseases and hurts, it is what we like and are sought after. Do you think this is the truth?"

I only heard Li Zechuan's words, and did not deliberately flatter Chinese medicine or deliberately belittle Western medicine. It was just a matter of regularity, so that people would not feel harsh or uncomfortable after listening.

When will Li Zechuan be so sleek and sophisticated? Could it be that those who are close to the vermilion are red and those who are close to the ink are black? This is unknown.

Listening to these words that seemed to make some sense, the old man stopped reading, looked for the person to speak.

He looked at the three of them and immediately locked his eyes on Li Zechuan with a smile on his face, as if he had already determined that Li Zechuan was the one who spoke just now.

I saw that he didn't say anything, but folded the newspaper and placed it on the table, and then walked towards Li Zechuan with calm steps.

The aura of dragon walking and tiger walking suddenly made Li Zechuan's eyes lit up, and the smile on his face became even more intense, as if he was delighted to find an opponent.

Of course, this was not hidden from the old man's eyes.

When he came to Li Zechuan's side, he suddenly made a sudden move and grabbed Li Zechuan's pulse.

Just as Li Zechuan was about to make a move, he suddenly thought of something, so he stood there motionlessly, making a gesture of powerless avoidance.

Seeing that he did not do anything, the old man still refused to give up and attacked him.

Li Zechuan knew that this old man would not hurt him, so he still had no expression. Seeing that he still refused to take action, the old man slowed down for a moment and took his pulse instead of attacking.

Seeing him, he sometimes shook his head and nodded, and everyone didn't understand why. Only Li Zechuan guessed a little bit, which should be related to his meridians.

However, after finishing the pulse for him, the old man only said one sentence, "What kind of shit is this meridian? This boy is really a weirdo!"

But it made everyone feel uncomfortable as if they had eaten a fly, as if they thought that such an outlier could say such words as Wen Long?

It's really a world of wonders!

Ignoring everyone's shocked expression, the old man continued, "Who are you three sick?"

Originally, a very normal sentence sounded very uncomfortable at this moment.

Su Chunya reacted first and said, "Old man, we are not sick, it's because he is sick." After that, he pointed at Wen Long.

Seeing Wen Long staring at him with wide eyes, he immediately felt that what he said was a bit ambiguous, so he quickly changed his words, "No, he is not sick, we are not sick."

Just as I was about to explain, I was interrupted by the old man again.

"You are not sick, so why do you come to the infirmary? Do you deliberately spend time with me? You must know that I am very busy."

"What are you doing with? Isn't it just reading a newspaper? I'm gonna."

Wen Long cursed in his heart, perhaps because of the injury on his body that made him feel unbearable, and every time he delayed for a minute, he would suffer more.

Or maybe I fantasized that the doctor on duty should be a beauty, so even if I lie in bed, I can fantasize.

However, the reality is that I met an old man in his fifties. I could imagine the disappointment in my heart, so I complained about the old man.

Seeing that Su Chunya's expression became worse and worse, Li Zechuan took over and said, "Old man, look, it's this classmate who was beaten and injured. You can show it."

The old man finally turned his gaze to Wen Long, looked at it and said, "Hey, after all, he is old. I haven't noticed such a serious injury in front of me for so long. I thought he had grown up like this, I'm sorry, young man."

After hearing this, Li Zechuan and Su Chunya couldn't help laughing, while Wen Long's face was full of black lines, and he wanted to fight the old man for 300 rounds. It can be seen that the old man's words were so powerful.

Then, the old man carefully looked at Wen Long's injuries.

The terrifying injury did not change the old man's slightest color, which shows that there are many similar situations he has experienced.

Looking at his careful examination, he seemed quite professional.

So Wen Long asked, "Old man, can the wound on my face be cured? Will it leave scars? I don't want my handsome face to be ruined like this.

It’s all because of such a mess. I tried my best to protect my face, but I was still hit by them, almost disfigured by me.

I think I'd better go for plastic surgery. Although it's expensive and unsafe, it's much better than becoming an 'ugly man'."

Listening to the ridiculous words, I felt the urge to cry, just because I looked at his miserable appearance. Although I knew it was his own fault, I still felt sad and sad for it.

Perhaps people have such a selfish heart, and would rather suffer various disasters from others than suffer any grievance from their own people.

After seeing his injuries, the old man still said "indifferently": "It's not a problem, it's just skin trauma and cannot be killed. As for whether it will leave scars.

Nonsense, of course, there are no wounds. It’s fine if you young people don’t study medicine, but you don’t have any common sense yet. How can you have scars without wounds?

Ask some inexplicable questions.”

Perhaps because he was used to his "style", or because he had something to ask for, Wen Long had a rare "tolerance".

I am destined to be sleepless tonight.

Wen Long still screamed in pain.

The old man still watched and was happy.

Li Zechuan and Wen Long were asleep next to him, dreaming.
Chapter completed!
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