After Doctor Huang said this, several other doctors who were "suppressed" by the county magistrate's official power also complained.

"A senior official is a magistrate, who is the county magistrate? How can we have room for resistance? But we just give up our heads and work hard for him."

Dr. Tang is a straightforward person, and he feels a little uncomfortable when he hears these complaints.

"You can't say that. Are we doctors just doing things to save lives and help the wounded? On the first day of studying medicine, the first one was to study for a great doctor. Without this kind of heart, we wouldn't be able to do this."

Dr. Huang glanced at him sideways, "What do you mean? You just want to save lives and heal the wounded. We are all greedy and afraid of death, and we are not worthy of being doctors?"

Just now speaking for Dr. Huang, he followed the fire, "Lao Tang, what do you mean?"

There were also a few people who came here on their own initiative, standing on Dr. Tang's side and said, "If you are afraid of death, you really can't do it. Wind and cold, smallpox, leprosy, and tuberculosis, which one is not contagious, which one is worthy of life? You are picky about medical treatment, so don't be a doctor!"

There were four or five people on each side, usually gentle and decent people, and they were almost six or seven hundred years old. In less than a moment, they were so red in the debate that they were about to roll up their cuffs and fight against the crowd.

Zhao Jiner, who was standing beside her, opened her mouth wide in shock, and quickly pulled Qin Muxiu's sleeve, "My husband, what should I do? The fight is about to begin!"

Qin Muxiu didn't care, "Don't worry, I won't."

Just then, a cough sounded.

Ten doctors suddenly became silent.

Dr. Huang, who was the most ruthless, also calmed down.

It turned out that Master Hao called Pu Lanbin out.

Qin Muxiu had a smile on his lips and whispered, "Look, they are all paper tigers."

Zhao Jiner was shocked, "Didn't everyone just want to fight with the county magistrate?"

"It is better to be in charge of county officials now and make a living on other people's land. How dare these old foxes offend the county magistrate?"

What happened next made Zhao Jiner fall out of her chin.

Dr. Huang was the first to smile and bowed to Pu Lanbin ten steps away, "I have heard that our new county magistrate is young and promising. Today, I see that the rumors are true!"

Pu Lanbin had long seen what happened just now, and he also heard all the words that Dr. Huang had buryed him behind his back.

But he seemed to have never heard of it and smiled at Dr. Huang, "I thank you all the saints of Xinglin who are willing to come here to treat these poor people. I will thank you for your teachers for the villagers!"

As the saying goes, don’t hit people with a smile.

Those doctors who had complained a little in their stomachs came to see Dr. Huang in person and behind his back, and when Pu Lanbin was so polite, they would bow down to him no matter how much they complained about.

The tense atmosphere was so called Pu Lanbin’s decomposition.

Qin Muxiu was watching from the side.

Pu Lanbin felt his gaze and turned his head to look at him, feeling unhappy:

What kind of eyes are there? Why is it a bit like... the old mother looks at her daughter and son-in-law!

How could this country boy have such a look of needing a beating?
Chapter completed!