Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 446 Please take your seat
Bang bang bang.

Being idle and bored, Zhao Yifan, who was resting in the room with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and frowned slightly when he heard the knock on the door again.

"What's with you?"

Opening the door of the room and looking at Xiao Li standing outside, Zhao Yifan was a little surprised.

He recognized Xiao Li as Feng Lao's student.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Li pointed to the piece of paper that Zhao Yifan had pasted on the door, with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

"what happened?"

Zhao Yifan looked at Xiao Li in surprise: "Is there a problem?"

"Of course there is a problem."

When Xiao Li saw Zhao Yifan's appearance, his first reaction was that this kid is pretty good at pretending to be stupid. He said with a calm face and an orderly tone, "Which unit are you from?"

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

Zhao Yifan frowned and said lightly.

"Of course it does!"

Xiao Li snorted, and reprimanded: "Do you know that you are disrespectful to Mr. Feng if you do this and put a note on the door?"

Zhao Yifan was speechless immediately, "A lot of people came to visit Mr. Feng, they knocked on the wrong door, they kept knocking on my door, so I pasted it on the door to save them from knocking on my door, why did I do this? Are you disrespectful to Mr. Feng?"

"nonsense."

Xiao Li said with a straight face: "Mr. Feng needs to rest. With so many people visiting Mr. Feng constantly, do you think he still has time to rest?" He tore off the note as he spoke.

Zhao Yifan frowned and said, "What does this have to do with me? You should tell those who visit Mr. Feng? Besides, Mr. Feng needs to rest, so I don't need to rest? So many people knock on the wrong door, I can Have you rested?"

"What does this have to do with Mr. Feng?"

Xiao Liu said calmly: "Knock on the wrong door, just tell them. Anyway, you can't paste the room where Mr. Feng is on the door like this..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yifan was really too lazy to listen to him, so he slammed the door shut.

Almost hit Xiao Li's nose.

Xiao Li was so angry that he was half dead on the spot.

"Isn't this Xiao Li?"

A voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Teacher Liang, whom Zhao Yifan met in the elevator before, came from the corridor, subconsciously glanced at the room number plate, and said to Xiao Li in a low voice, "Is Mr. Feng in this room? I want to go in and visit his old man."

"Hello, Teacher Liang."

When Xiao Li saw Mr. Liang, he quickly forced a smile on his face, and said awkwardly: "Mr. Feng is a little tired and is resting."

"Oh, I see."

Teacher Liang frowned, nodded, and said regretfully: "It seems that I came here by accident, not at the right time."

Xiao Li smiled apologetically, "Mr. Liang, I will tell Mr. Feng later that you have been here."

"OK, all right."

Teacher Liang nodded, turned and left.

After smoking two cigarettes in the corridor, seeing that the time was almost up, Xiao Li turned back, opened the door lightly, saw that Mr. Feng had woken up, and said, "Old Feng, it's almost time."

"Ah."

Feng Lao nodded, and while tidying up his clothes, he said with emotion: "I am really old, and my energy is not as good as before. I feel tired after sitting for a while."

"Old Feng, at your current age, you should be growing old and strong."

Hearing this, Xiao Li immediately said, "How could it be possible to grow old?"

Mr. Feng glanced at him, and said lightly: "Xiao Li, although you are my student, you also know that what I hate the most is flirting with others. You have energy, why don't you let me give it to you?" Think carefully about the cases you mentioned.”

Hearing Feng Lao's unceremonious words, Xiao Li blushed with a slap, and said awkwardly: "I know Feng Lao."

"Little Li."

Feng Lao paused for a moment and said, "You can be regarded as my closed disciple. I don't have too many demands on you. I just hope that you will go out in the future and don't lose my face. Do you understand?"

"Well, I see."

Xiao Li nodded, rolled his eyes, and said, "By the way, Mr. Feng, Mr. Liang came here just now. I heard that you were resting, so I didn't come in."

"Oh? Teacher Liang?"

Mr. Feng paused in the air while arranging his clothes, turned his head, looked at Xiao Li and said, "Which teacher Liang is it? Is it Liang Bin from the Third Hospital of Kyoto?"

"Yes, Mr. Feng."

Xiao Li nodded quickly.

"Well, I see."

Feng Lao nodded, with a smile on his face, and said: "Liang Bin has made rapid progress in the past few years. This person is very good. It's a pity that he studied Western medicine. Alas, the talents of Chinese medicine are dying, and there is no successor." Ah." He shook his head.

"Old Feng, there is something that I don't know if you still remember?"

Xiao Li thought for a while, and asked tentatively: "The last time when Olabi, a famous authoritative expert in Western medicine in Western medicine, held a medical exchange meeting in Jiangnan Province, he set the venue at Qingzhou University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. It is said that because Qingzhou Professor Tang Yuntao Tang from the Municipal College of Traditional Chinese Medicine cured the snakebite of the expert Orabi, and was highly praised by the expert Orabi. He also realized the magic of our Chinese medicine, so he changed the previously reserved venue to Qingzhou City School of Chinese Medicine."

"Well, I remember what you said."

Feng Lao pondered for a while, then nodded slowly, and said: "I have heard of Tang Yuntao's name before. It is said that he is a doctor from the Jiangnan Provincial Health Care Team. He has very good medical skills. In this medical exchange meeting, I I also specifically asked the organizers, and learned that they invited Qingzhou College of Traditional Chinese Medicine in Jiangnan Province to participate, and I don’t know if Professor Tang Yuntao has come.”

"Professor Tang will definitely come."

Xiao Li didn't even think about it, and smiled directly: "This is a medical exchange meeting led by the Ministry of Health. The scale is so high. Basically, all the units, schools, etc. that are invited are sending their backbone and the most famous elites. Come and participate, only in this way can we bring back the advanced technology.”

"exactly."

Mr. Feng nodded and said, "When we get to the venue later, I have to talk to Professor Tang. He cured the disease of Dr. Orabi before, and he was praised by Mr. Orabi. gone."

"Old Feng, Professor Tang will be very happy to know that you have such a high opinion of him."

Xiao Li blurted out: "After all, you are a figure in our country's traditional Chinese medicine circle. Your praise is much more important than that of Olabi, a Western medicine expert."

Old Feng hummed, arranged his clothes, and walked out unhurriedly.

When passing by Zhao Yifan's room next door, Xiao Li remembered the incident when Zhao Yifan closed the door and almost touched his nose. His heart moved, and he said emphatically, "Old Feng, I don't know which unit sent me to live in Room [-] next door." Young people who are studying really don’t understand anything, when you were resting in your room just now, I came out for a stroll, guess what I saw?”

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Old Feng subconsciously glanced at the closed door, raised his brows, and said curiously, "What did you see?"

"This man actually pasted a piece of paper on the door, saying that Mr. Feng lives in Room [-]."

Xiao Li said angrily: "He doesn't respect your right to privacy at all. I think he almost wants to use the loudspeaker to promote it in the hotel!"

Old Feng frowned unconsciously, and his face was slightly unhappy.

Originally, Mr. Feng didn't think much of this matter, but when he heard Xiao Li say that such behavior did not respect his right to privacy, after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be the case.

Observing Mr. Feng's expression, Xiao Li went on to say: "I said how people came to visit you one after another. I was wondering how these people knew that you lived in room [-]. It is reasonable. It is impossible for the registration staff to tell them, but it was later discovered that this person told them. Think about it, the eighth and ninth floors are basically the people who came to the meeting this time. With such a conspicuous note on the room, it’s hard for people not to see it.”

"Which unit is this person from?"

Old Feng frowned and asked.

"I do not know."

Xiao Li shook his head, and immediately added: "I'll show you when I get to the venue later, I remember what he looks like."

Elder Feng didn't say a word, and continued to walk forward.

Xiao Li knew in his heart that this meant Mr. Feng had agreed by default.

"Hello, Mr. Feng."

"Hello, Mr. Feng."

After arriving at the conference hall, some participants who arrived at the conference hall ahead of time, when they saw Mr. Feng entering the door, subconsciously stood up and greeted Mr. Feng with a smile on their faces.

With a smile on his face, Mr. Feng smiled and nodded and waved to everyone. Xiao Li, who was standing beside him, also straightened his back and nodded to everyone frequently, which was quite interesting.

"Old Feng, please take your seat."

There is a table in the conference hall with a few chairs on it. According to the convention, this position is for the sponsor and the speaker at the medical exchange meeting.

The organizer's attendees immediately stood up when they saw Mr. Feng coming in, walked quickly to Mr. Feng, and politely invited Mr. Feng to take a seat. They used this gesture to show their respect for Mr. Feng.

"no no."

Elder Feng waved his hand reservedly, refused and said, "I'll just sit down."

"How can this work?"

When the other party heard this, he waved his hands again and again, and said with a smile: "Old Feng, you are a famous figure in the Chinese medicine circle in our country. You have to take the seat on such an occasion."

"Old Feng."

At this time, Liang Bin came over, reached out his hands and shook hands with Mr. Feng, and said with a smile: "If you don't take the seat, then I won't dare to sit on it. I will sit on the top, and you will sit on the bottom. Isn't this slapping me in the face?"

"Liang Bin."

Feng Lao laughed, pointed at Liang Bin and said with a smile: "You bastard, aren't you trying to embarrass me on purpose?"

(End of this chapter)