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Chapter 200 Old Sun Has Accident

Lin Fan turned his head and looked at Ning Qingxuan who wanted to speak.

But at this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Looking at the unfamiliar local number, Lin Fan hesitated for a moment before answering: "Hello?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was very anxious: "Is it Lin Fan, Mr. Lin?"

"Yes, I am Lin Fan."

The other end of the phone said immediately: "Mr. Lin, please go back to the hotel quickly. Something happened to Mr. Sun Li and Sun!"

Lin Fan's expression changed: "What, what's going on?"

"I don't know the specific situation, please come back as soon as possible!"

Ning Qingxuan was also shocked when she learned that something happened to Sun Laosheng's hand.

The Ning family has a good relationship with Sun Li.

This was also an important reason why the Ning family was willing to sponsor the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.

"I'll drive you!"

When Lin Fan and Ning Qingxuan arrived at the hotel, they found that a bunch of people had gathered around Sun Li's room, and everyone was worried.

In the room, Sun Li was lying on the bed with a pale face, unconscious.

Several old Chinese doctors have consulted together and given Sun Li some Chinese medicine, but still no improvement.

Xu Yanshou was crying beside the bed, looking extremely sad.

"Master, it's not good that we are all disciples..."

Lin Fan frowned: "What's going on?"

Xu Yan cried and said: "Master and I haven't seen each other for a long time, so we had some drinks together."

"Originally, I asked the master to drink less, but as he drank, he became interested and I couldn't stop him."

Everyone present looked ugly, not only because of Sun Li's sudden coma, but also because they were worried about tomorrow's exchange meeting!

Originally, in the exchange conference between Chinese and Western medicine, Chinese medicine has always been at a disadvantage and has been losing ground.

Fortunately, Sun Li is here, so they won't lose too ugly every time.

But now...

At this time, everyone directed their grievances on Lin Fan.

"Hmph, since Old Sage Sun is unconscious, I think some people don't need to participate, right?"

"That's right, why not give up the quota to those who need it most!"

Compared to Lin Fan, they naturally believed in Xu Yan more. After all, he was Sun Li's direct disciple.

Lin Fan shrugged. He agreed to come in the first place because of Sun Li's repeated requests.

Since these people think he is incompetent, he is still happy to be quiet.

But when they approached the staff and said they wanted to transfer Lin Fan's quota to Xu Yan, they were rejected.

The staff spoke righteously: "I'm sorry, there will be a competition tomorrow. All the rosters have been decided. Unless they withdraw from the competition due to special reasons, no changes can be made."

Retire?

Although they didn't like Lin Fan, they could still fill up their numbers after all.

With Sun Li already unable to play, if there is one less player, it will be really unwatchable.

These people from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association could only stroke their beards in anger.

"Hmph, I hope you won't be too embarrassed tomorrow!"

"We don't require any outstanding performance from you, as long as you don't be unable to say a word when asked, we will burn the incense!"

Everyone waved their hands and left, leaving behind Lin Fan and Ning Qingxuan.

Lin Fan waved his hand: "You should go back and rest early and take good care of yourself."

Ning Qingxuan didn't say anything, got up and left.

The moment he stepped into the elevator, a cold voice sounded.

"Compare well, don't let me look down on you."

Lin Fan shook his head and smiled. It seems that this little girl's heart is not made of stone!

He did not go back to his room, but returned to Sun Li's room again and smelled the food and wine on the table.

After staying in Sun Li's room for a while, Lin Fan returned to his room.

As soon as he lay down, Ye Lingxuan's call came.

Lin Fan was a little surprised: "Mr. Ye, are you still awake at this late hour?"

"I'm getting ready to go to sleep. I just wanted to call you casually. I heard something happened to Mr. Sun?"

After all, he is the leader of Linhai Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, so this exchange conference is particularly grand.

So the slightest disturbance will cause an uproar.

Lin Fan looked at his watch and saw that it was already twelve o'clock, long past Ye Lingxuan's normal schedule.

Although she said she was getting ready to sleep, her voice was obviously lazy.

He must have gotten up and called himself after getting the news.

Lin Fan was moved in his heart: "Don't worry, even though Mr. Sun can't make it, I can stand up to ten of them!"

"Humph, I'm not afraid of blowing my skin!" Ye Lingxuan pouted, "Don't be too pushy, take care of yourself alone."

Lin Fan smiled softly: "Don't worry, you should go to bed early too."

Early the next morning, on the top floor of the hotel, the Chinese and Western Medicine Exchange Conference was held as scheduled.

The place is spacious and can accommodate thousands of spectators.

The position of Chinese and Western medicine is at the center stage.

When Lin Fan and his party arrived, the audience was already overcrowded, but most of them sat on the Western Medicine side.

One Chinese medicine doctor was indignant: "The arrangement of this seat is too bullying!"

Lin Fan looked at the stage at the exchange conference. There were six or seven rows of Western doctors, with nearly a hundred people there.

On the Chinese medicine side, there are only two pitiful rows of chairs, which are hugely different!

An older Chinese medicine doctor sighed: "Who makes us lose every year? Without Master Sun this year, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive the first round!"

First round?

Lin Fan was stunned: "Is it possible that there are still several more rounds of this exchange conference?"

"No way, Senior Sun even told you the rules?"

"It's over, it's over, there are only a few people there, and there is still a bastard!"

All the Chinese medicine practitioners looked gloomy, as if they had already seen the outcome before the competition.

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