President Bingshan's personal doctor

Lin Daoran didn't care, he stood up directly, and went to tell his aunt to clean up the guest room.

If it doesn't work, just knock this kid unconscious, cook raw rice, and see where he goes!

Su Han was dumbfounded for a while, but he didn't realize it for a long time. This Lin Daoran is really a man of temperament, and he is really domineering enough.

"My dad is like this, and his temper will never change for the rest of his life." Lin Meiyu smiled helplessly, and looked at Su Han, "Then don't refuse."

Only then did Su Han nod his head, and said with a smile, "Then I'll bother Sister Yu."

After arranging a guest room for Su Han, Lin Daoran went out, saying that he had something to do and would not be back for the past two days, and even gave his aunt a leave to go home to visit relatives.

In the whole big house, only Su Han and Lin Meiyu were left.

Lin Meiyu felt helpless for a while, she didn't understand what was going on with her father, her aunt was on vacation, so she had to cook for herself these few days?

She looked at Su Han, a little funny: "What did my dad tell you?"

She wouldn't believe it. The two of them were just chatting casually. Judging by Dad's expression, they must have said something else.

Su Han looked at Lin Meiyu, playing with the teacup, with a half-smile: "Uncle Lin said he would betroth you to me."

Lin Meiyu was taken aback, a blush suddenly appeared on her pretty face, she stared blankly at Su Han, the blood all over her body accelerated instantly, and the light in her eyes flickered.

It took a long time to react, and said angrily: "Okay, you are getting more and more bold, dare to make fun of me!"

Lin Meiyu blushed, like a girl in love, pure and charming.

Su Han smiled, but sighed in his heart, no matter how slow his reaction was, he could tell it.

Lin Meiyu's kindness to herself is not simply a kindness between friends.

But myself...

With Li Wan'er, she gave selflessly and never cared about her status. There was also Qiao Yushan, who was his real fiancee, and she had finally dispelled her grievances, and now she was waiting to see her wear small clothes.

There is also that sturdy Lin Lin, when Su Han thought of the two frequently fighting for the initiative at the foot of the hill next to the provincial road recently, his blood boiled again.

That's addictive!

Now, seeing Lin Meiyu in front of her, the tenderness in her eyes made Su Han feel flustered.

He didn't even know what was so good about him that he could make all these kind and excellent women like him.

"Sister Yu, I'm hungry." Su Han smiled, not thinking about it for now, the two of them are alone together at the moment, it's even more embarrassing to think about it.

Lin Meiyu covered her mouth and snickered: "Okay, there is something in the refrigerator, let me cook for you."

Who would have imagined that the famous Miss Lin family in Kyoto, that tall woman who made many men shy away, felt inferior and dared not approach her, had already put on her apron and walked into the kitchen to cook for a little doctor.

If this matter gets out, I don't know how many men will be so jealous that their eyes will turn red!

Kyoto is a different city, and anything can attract people's attention.

This grand meeting of traditional Chinese medicine caused a storm even more!

Chinese medicine is the quintessence of the Chinese nation. For thousands of years, it has occupied a different position in the history and culture. Although Chinese medicine has declined until now, there are still people who have continued to value these inheritances for a long time.

In the field of traditional Chinese medicine, there are many schools throughout the country, all of which undertake the important task of inheriting traditional Chinese medicine.

Everyone also made an appointment to hold an exchange meeting every five years to exchange the things that have been studied over the years and improve together.

On the one hand, it is competition, so that future generations have the motivation to improve their medical skills, and on the other hand, it is also a way to spread Chinese medicine culture.

Listening to Mr. Chen explaining the origin of this national medical event, Su Han also felt a sense of admiration in his heart.

It is precisely because of the efforts of these seniors that traditional Chinese medicine can only continue, and this quintessence of the country has not been interrupted.

As a Chinese medicine doctor, he also has the responsibility to let the world see and understand Chinese medicine!

"This traditional Chinese medicine has lasted for thousands of years in our country. It is the most precious cultural treasure. There are few inheritances that can compare with it in the whole world." Old Chen's face is full of pride, "And in the process of inheritance Among them, the seven major schools gradually formed!"

Su Han's eyes lit up. He had heard the old Taoist say it before, but the old Taoist only mentioned a few words lightly and didn't seem to take it to heart.

"Old Chen, which of the seven schools are these seven?" Su Han couldn't help being curious.

Old Chen stroked his long beard with his hands, and said with a smile: "The seven major schools are Shanghan School, Cold and Cool School, Yishui School, Attacking Evil School, Nourishing Yin School, Warming and Tonic School, and Warm Disease School!"

He looked at Su Han, and saw that a genius doctor like Su Han with superb medical skills was so humble and eager to learn, and he admired him even more, "Each school has a different focus. In the history of the city, there have also been many famous doctors. People admire it!"

Su Han nodded. These people who created the school of Chinese medicine are the real masters of medicine, and their contribution to medicine has also reached a peak.

How can such a person not be admired?

"The seniors who came to participate this time should have all the seven schools, right?" Su Han really hoped that they would all come so that they could exchange and learn more.

Old Chen laughed and said, "That's natural. Who wants to miss such a grand event? What's more, there is still competition between the various schools, and no one wants to lose to others."

Su Han couldn't help laughing, he naturally understood that different schools wanted to prove that his school was the mainstream of Chinese medicine.

Those seniors must also know that medical skills are used to cure diseases and save lives, and methods are just means, but this competition has been passed down for thousands of years, who is willing to admit defeat.

"Then I'll go see Mr. Chen." Su Han stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, maintaining enough respect for seniors like Mr. Chen.

"Let's go!" Mr. Chen also loved Su Han very much.

The International Trade Center is a famous hotel in Kyoto, and many important conferences are held here.

Before the Chinese medical event started, it had already attracted many media reporters, and there were also many people who took this opportunity to seek medical advice.

Many people suffer from intractable diseases, and they can't be cured even in the hospital, and here are the most powerful experts in the field of Chinese medicine, and there will be old Chinese medicine doctors on the scene to diagnose and treat them. For them, this is a chance to survive!

Su Han followed Mr. Chen into the China World Trade Center, where the layout was very solemn, and the business cards on each position also separated different people.

The atmosphere at the scene was hot, and many staff members were busy. Su Han and Mr. Chen walked to the side of the guest seats, where was the seat arranged for them.

"Su Han, sit next to me." Old Chen said with a smile, and he specifically explained to the staff to arrange an extra seat.

At this moment, the few staff members were stunned for a moment, seeing a young man younger than them sitting on the judges' seat, they didn't react for a while.

And the doctors who arrived first were also very surprised when they saw this scene. That was the guest seat. Su Han, a brat, was sitting next to Mr. Chen?

(End of this chapter)