Chapter 17
After Qin Lang left the ward, he chatted with Ye Xiaorui for a while. Seeing that Ye Xiaorui was busy, it was naturally inconvenient to disturb him, so he said goodbye and left. As for inviting Ye Xiaorui to watch a movie, because Ye Xiaorui was still on night shift, he had to wait until next time.

When Qin Lang came to the parking lot outside the hospital, he suddenly heard someone calling himself behind him.

"Mr. Qin, please wait a moment."

Qin Lang looked back and found that the person talking to him was an old man he didn't know.

This old man is over sixty years old, he is energetic, a little thin but not weak, his eyes are very bright, his breath is restrained when he walks, and he has the demeanor of a master.

Qin Lang did not expect that he would meet a warrior.

Martial artists, that is, people who practice martial arts, pay attention to training the breath internally and training the muscles, bones and skin externally. After a certain stage of body training, they can move the true energy in the meridians to the surface of the skin, even the bones and even the internal organs. The value is multiplied even more.

Qin Lang only knew about it when he heard some information about warriors when he occasionally listened to people chatting.

Qin Lang took a look at the old man in front of him. His spiritual consciousness was stronger than that of ordinary people, coupled with the practice experience he got from "Xuan Qingzi", he judged that the old man's internal strength should be cultivated to the point where he could transfer the true energy to the bones. the point.

It's just that the internal force in the old man's body is not running smoothly, Qin Lang's eyes showed a little strangeness, and after a little thought, he roughly inferred.

"You are?" Qin Lang asked.

Sun Fuchen was also looking at Qin Lang.

Seeing that Qin Lang was calm and at ease in front of him, Sun Fuchen secretly praised him, but after seeing the strange color in Qin Lang's eyes, Sun Fuchen's heart twitched violently again!

This Qin Lang, did he see his own problems?
Sun Fuchen's heart trembled. Originally, he heard from the doctor that Qin Lang possessed miraculous medical skills, so he came here to get to know Qin Lang. Now he dared not underestimate Qin Lang, so he took the initiative to take a step forward and introduced himself with a smile.

"Mr. Qin, my name is Sun Fuchen, and I am the director of this hospital."

"Oh, it's Dean Sun."

Qin Lang replied with a smile, he didn't deliberately try to get close to Sun Fuchen, but he didn't show off either.

"Mr. Qin, I heard from the doctor that you cleared the congestion in the brain in just half a day, and you just helped another patient out of danger. Mr. Qin is really superb in medical skills and noble medical ethics."

Sun Fuchen said politely, quite flattering.

"Hehe, Dean Sun was joking, I'm not a professional doctor, I'm just a little superficial." Qin Lang laughed and said, not wanting to get in touch with Sun Fuchen rashly.

Sun Fuchen saw that Qin Lang didn't want to say more, if he continued to entangle this matter, he would definitely make Qin Lang unhappy, so he took out a business card and presented it with both hands.

"Mr. Qin, this is the little old man's business card with my phone number on it. If Mr. Qin needs anything, just ask."

Qin Lang took the business card casually, put it in his trouser pocket, and said to Sun Fushen: "Old Dean, I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

Sun Fuchen stared at Qin Lang's receding back, and said to himself: "This person may really see the hidden disease of my body at a glance, and this person's medical skills are clearly very strong, no matter what, this is very likely My last chance..."

(End of this chapter)

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