The two middle-aged men exclaimed almost at the same time! There was a look of horror on their faces.
"Are you kidding me? Is it just her? She will be the champion of this traditional Chinese medicine competition?!" The two middle-aged men quickly reacted and both thought the other was joking.
The man asked with an unhappy face: "Are we familiar?"
The two middle-aged men suddenly looked at each other.
Yes, they only met this man once, so how could he joke with them?
"Hmph, a piece of trash who just passed the fourth level wants to compete with me for a position. Listen clearly, today, I am the protagonist." Situ Mulan said sarcastically without politeness.
Rubbish?!
The faces of the two middle-aged men turned red. When had their master been so humiliated?
However, they were now silenced and unable to refute.
One of the middle-aged men pointed his finger at Chen Fan again. They knew that there was only one champion, but they didn't believe that this man had any other identity.
"You are the champion, so there is no problem in sitting here, but what about him? He is not the champion, who allows him to sit in this position!"
After hearing what the middle-aged man said, the man looked at the two of them with strange eyes.
The middle-aged man noticed the man's gaze and asked, "What do you think I'm doing? Why don't you let him leave quickly! My master is Yan He."
"You really don't know him?" The man pointed at Chen Fan doubtfully.
"Who is he? We don't know him." The middle-aged man responded disdainfully.
The man shook his head helplessly, feeling extremely ridiculous.
"Why are you laughing?!" the middle-aged man asked coldly, frowning.
The man did not hide anything, pointed at Chen Fan and said: "I'm sorry, you two, your master should let him choose another position."
"What do you mean? Do you think my master is worse than a young boy who doesn't even have an invitation?!" the middle-aged man asked.
The man tried hard not to laugh.
What a joke, this Chinese medicine competition is organized by Chen Fan. If he is not qualified to sit here, I am afraid no one can sit in this position now.
What's more, Yan He knelt down to become a disciple of Chen Fan and was rejected by him. Speaking of which, they had to call Chen Fan "Master".
"Okay, I want to see if you can still laugh when my master comes later! Don't forget, the relationship between my master and your dean is extraordinary." The middle-aged man said angrily.
, I feel as if I have been humiliated and humiliated today.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the auditorium door.
Everyone looked around and saw Zhu Bichun and others walking into the auditorium surrounded by everyone.
Moreover, there was an old man standing on the left side of Zhu Bichun.
Seeing the figure of the old man, the two middle-aged men were immediately overjoyed, because the person who came was none other than their master Yan He!
"Hmph, kid, keep sitting if you can." One of the middle-aged men gave Chen Fan a joking look.
However, Chen Fan didn't pay attention to the other party's intention at all.
After a while, surrounded by everyone, Zhu Bichun and others arrived at the front position.
"Mr. Yan, please take your seat first. Our award ceremony will begin soon." Zhu Bichun came to the first row and looked at Yan He beside him and said.
Yan He nodded slightly and walked to the first row under the gaze of everyone.
"Dean Zhu, my master's seat has been taken by someone. Where do you plan to let my master sit?" The figures of two middle-aged men suddenly appeared in front of Yan He and others.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
Taking Yan He's position? Yan He's position in Chinese medicine, and there are still people who dare to take his position. What is the difference between this and seeking death?
As the dean of the organizer, Zhu Bichun naturally couldn't ignore it. His face changed slightly and he asked around: "Where is the person in charge? What is going on?"
The middle-aged man said: "The person in charge is right there. He just said that he would not care about this matter. Dean Zhu, my master has helped Union Hospital several times. Is this the way you treat guests?"
Everyone was shocked again. They didn't expect that Union Hospital would be so disrespectful to Yan He.
Even Yan He's face became a little ugly.
Zhu Bichun had a sullen face, did not speak, and walked towards the man.
When everyone saw this, they quickly looked around.
"Are you the person in charge here?" Zhu Bichun asked.
"Yes, Dean." The man responded quickly.
"What's going on?" Zhu Bichun asked coldly.
Without waiting for the man to explain, the middle-aged man fanned the flames and said, "He said that my master is not even as good as this yellow-haired boy. He asked my master to sit in another seat. Isn't this looking down on my master?"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man pointed to Chen Fan's position.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on Chen Fan, who was sitting in the middle of the first row.
However, after Zhu Bichun and others saw Chen Fan's appearance clearly, everyone's expressions changed instantly.
"Dean Zhu, although I agree with a few more people to receive the award, I didn't say that anyone can enter the award ceremony, right?" Chen Fan's voice sounded faintly.
"Boy, you dare to talk to Dean Zhu like this, you are so good at pretending. Do you think you are responsible for organizing this traditional Chinese medicine competition?" the middle-aged man said with disdain.
"Yes, I really did it. If you don't believe me, you can ask your master." Chen Fan glanced at the two middle-aged men.
"Haha, you did it? Do you think I would believe it?! You asked me to ask my master."
The two middle-aged men were sneering while talking, and realized that something seemed wrong in the surrounding atmosphere.
He looked at Yan He who was standing aside with an extremely gloomy expression.
When they noticed that others were looking at them as if they were fools, the two middle-aged men felt a thump in their hearts, as if they had a bad premonition.
"You two idiots! Disgraceful!" Yan He was so angry that he pointed at the two of them with trembling hands and cursed.
The two of them were immediately stunned.
Especially when they saw Yan He's angry eyes, the two of them seemed to realize something, and looked at Chen Fan with disbelief on his face, who looked calm.
No matter how stupid they are, they still know that what Chen Fan just said is probably true!
The next scene left the two of them even more stunned.
Yan He quickly came to Chen Fan and said respectfully: "Teacher, my two disciples, your disciples are ignorant, please don't be angry."
Apprentice, disciple-grandson?!
The two of them felt that their minds were blank. How, how could they become disciples?!
Chen Fan raised his head and glanced at Yan He.
Seeing that the other party only called himself a student and no longer called him master, Chen Fan didn't know what to say and waved his hand: "Let's get started. I have to go to the hospital to see someone later."
Chen Fan still remembers the girl he met when he broke through the barrier that day. He promised her that he would treat her illness, so naturally he couldn't break his promise.
"Yes, teacher!" Yan He nodded quickly.
Then he glared at the middle-aged man next to him: "Why are you so cold? Why don't you quickly apologize to Master and get out!"