President Bingshan's personal doctor

It's useless to think too much about this kind of thing, now there is no clue, not even my master's whereabouts.

Unless I find my master, where can I learn more things?

Wen Rujun and the others didn't know much, so it was useless to ask.

Su Han thought about it for a while, and didn't worry about it any more.

That's how he is, when should he take it to heart this time, and when should he put it aside first, making himself unhappy is not his life principle.

Strolling around the pharmacy of the attacking evil school, many people immediately stopped what they were doing when they saw Su Han, and called Mr. Su respectfully.

Even a man who seemed to be in his forties or fifties also lowered his head with a respectful face.

Su Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing that everyone saw him here, it was hard for him to do anything, so he hurriedly turned around and left without affecting them.

With my status, I am no more respectable than Wen Rujun and the others, but no matter what they say, they dare not treat themselves like ordinary young people.

A young man who makes their heads admire, and a young man who makes many respected seniors in the field of traditional Chinese medicine talk about their peers.

How can they be offended?

Su Han didn't care so much, walked around, saw Xue Zhenzong looking for him, saw himself, smiled and said: "Mr. Su, my grandpa asked me to invite you back, finish lunch early, and you can rest for a while, in the afternoon The development conference will take a lot of time."

Su Han nodded.

Compared with Xue Zhenzong's previous attitude, it is completely different now, and Su Han is not used to the degree of respect for himself.

Every time he saw these people who were older than him, or even a round older than him, looking polite, he felt a little helpless.

But there is no way, this is the case in any industry, the master is the teacher, and the teacher is the respect.

"Okay, then let's go back."

Su Han didn't say much, and followed Xue Zhenzong back to Xue's house.

The lunch was very sumptuous, and the Xue family invited all distinguished guests this time, and if anyone was presented, they would all be well-known figures, so naturally they couldn't be neglected.

Su Han ate some casually, then went back to his room to rest.

The development conference started at two o'clock in the afternoon. Wen Rujun and his seniors were old, so they naturally needed to rest and adjust.

Seeing these elders of a certain age working hard for the development of Chinese medicine, Su Han was very moved.

If he could do more things, he would naturally be more willing to do more.

For this medical development conference, there is a huge momentum, not only the He Shi Group under the name of He Mingwei is sponsored, but also the most famous school of traditional Chinese medicine in Qingcheng, Lu Province, the attacking evil school is in charge.

It even invited representatives of various schools and schools in the field of Chinese medicine in China. It can be said that it is a grand meeting of the Chinese medicine industry. Compared with the Kyoto National Medical Hall, it is not too far behind!

The venue of the conference is Qingcheng People's Square.

Such a big scene attracted many people to watch, and many parents with their children were full of curiosity.

Traditional Chinese medicine, which has been handed down by the ancestors, has been passed down for thousands of years. Although it has declined, it still has a great reputation among the crowd. Many people still believe that the things left by the ancestors are the best.

Su Han, Wen Rujun and others arrived at the square in a special car and waited in the lounge.

"The climate in Qingcheng is dry, and it's already so hot in April."

Wen Rujun wiped off his sweat, and said with a smile, "I've been asking Lao Xue all the time, the school of attacking evil is mainly aimed at the acupuncture method for damp poison and miasma entering the body. In an environment like Qingcheng, people who suffer from damp poison should not A lot."

In this way, it is not a favorable environment for him to accumulate symptoms.

Su Han nodded.

When he first arrived in Qingcheng, he also considered this issue. As a Chinese medicine doctor, it is naturally beneficial to find a suitable place to establish a sect in his own field.

"The Xue family has been in Qingcheng for generations. In this environment, they can still study the acupuncture method of the attacking evil school, which can better reflect the power of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate."

Another person spoke.

Several people were chatting, but they didn't find it particularly strange. After all, a school and a method may not necessarily be the same as others.

Su Han listened carefully, and learned from their conversation that the inheritance of this attacking evil school is indeed not simple. It is said that all the people who can use the ghost door thirteen needles in the past are masters of internal skills!

It just gradually declined, and until now, it has completely disappeared.

"It seems that with the development of the times, many things have disappeared." Su Han sighed inwardly.

Suddenly, not only did his heart move, "Have these things disappeared, or are they hidden?"

He vaguely remembered that when he was in Kyoto, the old instructor talked about the martial arts circle, and it seemed that some agreement had been reached a hundred years ago, so even Hongmen was directly expelled from the country.

Su Han laughed: "There are so many interesting things."

Outside, there was a sudden noise, accompanied by bursts of crying and shouting, the sound was loud, and the scene seemed to be in chaos.

Su Han and the others looked at each other, then hurriedly got up and went out to have a look.

In the square outside, a few ordinary people were kneeling on the ground, cursing angrily.

"He Mingwei, you must die!"

"You killed my family, you are a beast!"

"Give us justice, He Mingwei, you are not as good as a dog..."

……

Those people cursed angrily, their faces were full of grief and even despair.

Su Han and the others frowned suddenly. What's going on?

How could these people abuse He Mingwei so much?

Before they could react, someone had already dispatched and forcibly pulled those people away, and they went to nowhere.

"It's probably a medical trouble. The property under He Mingwei's name, as well as the hospital, had an accident. He must have been found."

Some people around couldn't help but speak. They seemed to have seen this kind of thing a lot, and they were already a little numb.

Wen Rujun and the others shook their heads, looking helpless.

For medicine, they don't know what to say. In this kind of society, the relationship between doctors and patients is becoming more and more complicated. This is not the situation they want to see.

Su Han didn't say anything, but he had a little more precaution against He Mingwei in his heart.

Few people know what a gentle, humble and polite person looks like on the inside.

Su Han felt that at least what He Mingwei showed in front of him was definitely not his real appearance.

"This person hides deeply."

He looked into the distance, He Mingwei, who was sitting in the command booth, sitting firmly like a mountain, didn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations at all because of this incident.

It seemed that even if someone died in front of him on the spot, it didn't matter to him.

Su Han looked over, and just in time, He Mingwei also turned his head to look over, and the two looked at each other. At that moment, He Mingwei's eyes changed instantly, with a hint of a smile.

Su Han nodded slightly as a response, but two words popped up in his mind instantly: "Hypocrisy."

(End of this chapter)