Rebirth: Doctor King in City

"Are you kidding me?" Yang Chen was completely confused. He looked at the old man and thought, this old man must be at least eighty years old. Wasn't this the same as running away from home?

The old man laughed and said, "What's the big deal, I brought them all out …" Cough, my child, I was the one who taught you that path, why can't I escape? "

Yang Chen said speechlessly: "The doctor said that you can't eat spicy food right now and need to rest up?"

The old man laughed, "If I could eat spicy food at home, then why would I run out here?"

Yang Chen sighed as he held his forehead. Whoever had a father like him was truly unlucky enough, he was just an old child! Leave home if you don't give him sugar?

"Uncle, I have to say, you have to follow the doctor's orders. Otherwise, if you come back to the hospital one day, how much of a burden would you put on the medical system?" Yang Chen could still remember the scene when he was performing an operation on the old man the day before yesterday. The three principals, a large group of famous doctors, and even the second assistant were all well-kept knives on another operating table.

The old man did not mind Yang Chen's disrespectful words, and laughed lightly: "Little brother saved me twice, this great favor does not need to be thanked, I am called Tan Chengde, you can just call me Old Tan, come, let me toast you."

After saying that, he picked up the bowl of chili soup on the table and took a sip.

Yang Chen looked at his bowl of rice speechlessly as he took a sip from it. This old kid, no one else was here, but Jin Yong had seen too much, hadn't he?

"My lord, are you hungry for wine?" Yang Chen asked.

When he heard the word wine, Tan Chengde's eyes lit up. He whispered: "Don't call me grandpa, just call me Old Tan.

Yang Chen was speechless. This old man and Yang Jianfeng did not have to be big, but now that they had become husband and wife, their generation was in chaos.

"Old Tan, I didn't get your report, but I could feel it when I operated on you. Hypertension, high blood lipids, high blood sugar, hardening of the arteries, you still dare to drink?" Since he was an old child of Tan Chengde's, Yang Chen had started to grow up young as well.

"Wine can stimulate the blood to dissolve blood stasis!" Tan Chengde said with his eyes wide open.

"You can control it?" Yang Chen rolled his eyes, against this old man who dared to stand up against him, who would believe that he could control him?

Tan Chengde laughed awkwardly and did not say a word.

"If you can control it, we'll have a drink." Looking at Tan Chengde's eyes, Yang Chen laughed.

Tan Chengde's eyes immediately lit up, and shouted loudly: "Boss, give me four kilograms of flower carvings."

Yang Chen almost vomited a mouthful of blood and immediately shouted: "Boss, half a kilogram is enough, don't listen to him."

Tan Chengde glared with his tiger like eyes. Although his body had not recovered yet, the aura had pressured Yang Chen to the point that he was unable to breathe.

Yang Chen was shocked, he had never seen this kind of Profound Spirit Qi before, only from the experienced generals of the empire.

Fortunately, this aura came and went quickly, allowing Yang Chen to heave a sigh of relief.

"Hey, Old Tan, can you not be so ferocious just because of this? Am I the doctor, or is it the chief surgeon of your last operation, do you know that the patient has to listen to the doctor? And I let you drink. " Yang Chen said helplessly.

Tan Chengde was a little discouraged as he said, "Fine, fine, fine, fine! All these years, I have never heard of anyone! "

Yang Chen rolled his eyes, there was no one left for the old child to see, so he continued: "That's for your own good. If you weren't my patient, I wouldn't have invited you to drink."

Tan Chengde came and went quickly, and laughed: "You're the first doctor who let me drink, so I, Old Tan, will listen to you for today."

When the boss placed a black porcelain jar on the table, Tan Chengde couldn't wait to open the lid and take out a bowl of the dish. Looking at the proficient movements, it was definitely not cultivated for a whole day.

"Old Tan, do you come often?" Taking the wine from Tan Chengde, Yang Chen asked with a smile.

"Ha ~ Ha!" It's still the same old we used to come and go. However, that was more than ten years ago. " Tan Chengde drank a mouthful of wine and sighed.

The flower carving was made from yellow wine, it was actually the ancient red girl, with a temperature of fifteen to sixteen degrees, which was not considered high. If the flower carving was made from yellow wine, it was actually fifteen to sixteen degrees, and the temperature was even lower after warming up, it would actually be more fragrant and easy to consume. Yang Chen did not feel that kind of nostalgic taste, but this kind of low alcohol, was quite suitable for Yang Chen's path.

"That's right, that's right. When I came here myself, the boss didn't even sell me any alcohol. If it wasn't for the many years of friendship between us, I would definitely have joined him!" Tan Chengde said unhappily as he drank.

Yang Chen drank the wine and said, "I am doing this for your own good, you don't have to appreciate my kindness. With your body, you can only get two taels a day at most.

Tan Chengde said in disdain, "When we climbed back then... "Cough, I remember when we were in a difficult situation, we were injured so badly. One mouthful of wine is enough for us to drink much better."

Yang Chen snatched the spoon away and said, "How old were you back then? How old are you now? "What's more, back then when I wasn't full or wearing warm clothes, wine was food essence. Now that I've eaten big fish and big meat, won't I be able to drink three times more?"

Tan Chengde glared: "Brat, don't snatch my wine!"

Yang Chen laughed, and after pouring himself a bowl of soup, he said: "Two taels of silver a day at most, we will split it evenly."

"You brat!" Tan Chengde snatched the jar of wine, looked at the little remaining wine, and sighed.

"I find you more abominable than my son!"

"Does your son give you wine?" Yang Chen rolled his eyes.

Tan Chengde thought for a bit, then said with a weaker aura: "No."

"Then that's it. Come, cheers!" Yang Chen said in a free and easy manner.

Tan Chengde looked at Yang Chen with a huff, but still raised his wine bowl in the end and shouted, "Fuck!"

"Hahaha!"

Seeing the Tan Chengde who was still laughing heartily, Yang Chen was a little speechless. He felt that this old man was definitely poisoned by Jin Yong's poison, and really thought of him as a fox that was being forced?

"Kid, you sure are good to me." Tan Chengde wiped the corner of his mouth and laughed.

"If you can keep your body safe and don't send it back to the hospital next time, I'll thank the heavens. Do you know how tired you are after treating cerebral hemorrhage?" Yang Chen said indifferently.

Tan Chengde laughed, he did not say a word, and continued to drink the wine happily along with Yang Chen.

After finishing the meal, Yang Chen ran over to settle the bill, and did not stop him.

"Old Tan, you drank too. You ran away too. Your family has gone home. I'll send you home. Otherwise, that paralyzed son of yours will worry." Yang Chen said.

Tan Chengde thought for a while, then said: "Alright, I've already been out for half a day, it's time to go back."

Yang Chen heaved a sigh of relief, an eighty year old man drinking wine and treating him as his patient, allowing him to continue acting like a family member, Yang Chen was not at ease.

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