village doctor

Wang Dachun saw a doctor from the morning until the evening, and halfway through he ate a steamed bun and drank a bottle of mineral water.

He is simply a model worker. If every doctor in the world is as dedicated as he is, it must be good news for all patients.

Li Ruoxi's live broadcast is still going on, it's the first time she has broadcast live for such a long time.

For no reason, just to sell more goods, she is hard enough.

A day later, Li Ruoxi had more than 3 backstage orders, and Mei Ji had more than 1 orders.

The first live broadcast of two beautiful anchors did not expect such horror.

In the afternoon, Mei Ji turned off the live broadcast, and Li Junlan and Chu Bingyan were busy negotiating with the courier company, hoping that they would move the courier company directly to Ji Meiren Biopharmaceutical Company, where they would pack and deliver the goods.

While receiving tens of thousands of orders at once makes people happy, it is also stressful.

These are all retail investors, and they need to be packaged and mailed one by one, and there will be various after-sales services in the future. It is a headache to think about it.

Under the negotiation of Li Junlan and others, several courier companies have already negotiated.

Jimeiren Biopharmaceuticals vacated the warehouse overnight to make them a packaging and delivery workshop.

Time waits for no one, the courier company's equipment was installed overnight, and it promised to start packing and shipping the next morning.

Li Junlan and the others over there were extremely busy, and Wang Dachun also had a special patient.

This is a thin old man, about sixty years old, only 1.6 meters tall, with dark skin, sunken eye sockets, high cheekbones, triangular eyes, bulbous nose and big buck teeth.

This person looks extremely ugly, not so much a person, but actually more like a ghost.

This old man is none other than the Ghost Hand Poison King.

"Hey old man, where are you from, how do you jump in line?"

"That's right, you're not from Willow Town at all, how did you get in here?"

"Tch, is it embarrassing to jump in line at a very old age?"

The villagers in Liushu Town suddenly became unwilling, and accused the Ghost Hand Poison King one after another.

After all, everyone has been queuing for a whole day, and now it seems that it is finally my turn, and Cheng Yaojin comes out halfway, who can stand it!

The Ghost Hand Poison King rolled his eyes, "Hmph, I've lived most of my life and never knew how to write the word queuing, can you control me? A bunch of bumpkins!"

"you……"

"Why are you like this!"

Wang Dachun waved his hand, signaling to everyone to be calm, he could feel that this person might not be a good person.

Because there was a vague killing intent on this person, although it was very faint, most people might not be able to detect it, but he could sense it.

Wang Dachun searched his brains and determined that this was the first time he had met this old man, why did he have such great hostility towards him?

This made him vigilant.

"Old gentleman, what's wrong with you?" Wang Dachun looked at the ugly old man in front of him, tapped his fingers on the table, and asked calmly.

Ghost Hand Poison King twisted his neck, and said in a strange way: "I don't feel comfortable anywhere!"

"Oh?"

Wang Dachun's tapping fingers paused slightly, and then he said with a half-smile: "I can't cure your disease, please go back, don't delay me to treat others!"

Generally speaking, those who said this made it clear that they were here to find fault. While Wang Dachun was secretly guarding, he wanted to see how this old guy would make a move.

Ghost Hand Poison King Suantou wrinkled his nose, "Hmph, aren't you a so-called genius doctor who can cure diseases at a glance? Why can't you see the old man's illness?"

Wang Dachun smiled lightly: "Of course I can see your illness."

Ghost Hand Poison King picked his nose with his little finger, "Oh? Then tell me what disease I have?"

"Neuropathy."

Wang Dachun was not polite, since he knew that this person was an enemy rather than a friend, there was no need to waste time with him.

boom!

The ghost hand poison king slapped the table to pieces, he stood up and smiled coldly, "You are arrogant, don't think that you can learn other people's free clinics after learning a little fur medicine, today I will compete with you Have a look at the medical skills and see who is more powerful."

Wang Dachun sneered coldly, "Really, you are called Ghost Hand Poison King? I admit that I have learned a little superficial, but I'm afraid you haven't even learned superficial!"

"you……"

Zhong Jiaguo took a step forward, and snorted coldly behind his hands, "Hmph, if you want to compare with my master, you are not qualified yet, pass me first!"

Sun Wuji also smiled and said: "Yes, if you want to compete with my master, you must first defeat my junior brother, and after defeating my junior brother, you have to pass my test."

Ghost Hand Poison King looked at the two gray-haired old men in front of him, what the hell?

These two old guys are actually the apprentices of that young boy?

Jie Nima is too crazy!

Could it be that this young man is the reincarnation of a thousand year old demon?

Wang Dachun nodded with a smile, "That's right, if you want to compete with me, pass my apprentice's test first."

The Ghost Hand Poison King grinned, "Jie Jie Jie Jie, okay, I am the Ghost Hand Poison King nicknamed Ghost Hand, which means that my hands are fast, let's compare flying needles, and see who can prick faster and more accurately!"

The ghost-handed poison king was instructed to slap Wang Dachun in the face severely, ruining his reputation.

"Small, if you want to play with me, I can play with you! Junior, tell me, how do you want to compare, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"

Zhong Jiaguo thought to himself, I can't compare to Wang Dachun, can I also compare to you ugly?

Known as a junior by Zhong Jiaguo, the Ghost Hand Poison King suddenly lost his temper.

He was depressed in his heart, originally wanted to rely on the old man to suppress him in front of Wang Dachun, but he didn't expect that he would pretend to be an apprentice and be his own father at his age?

How to play this!

You don't play your cards according to the routine!

Ghost Hand Poison King snorted coldly, "Hmph, old man, I see you are also a martial arts practitioner. Let's each have ten silver needles, and each of us will be ten meters apart. Let's see who can shoot the silver needles at each other."

Zhong Jiaguo laughed loudly, "Is it that simple?"

The Ghost Hand Poison King snorted softly, "Is this so simple? You'll find out later, if I insert a silver needle into your dead point, it's not impossible to die!"

"Okay, I'll play with you!" Zhong Jiaguo's expression became serious, Ghost Hand Poison King was right, don't underestimate the small silver needle, if it is inserted into the dead point, it will be fatal.

It is not easy to shoot people from the air with a silver needle, because the weight of the silver needle is on the part of the hand, unlike the throwing knife, the weight is on the tip of the knife, and the direction is easier to control.

The two stood still at a distance of ten meters, and the atmosphere became a little dignified.

Li Ruoxi's live broadcast room is fried again:

"Damn it! Why does this feel like making a movie? Why are you fighting after seeing a doctor?"

"That's right, Fairy Xi, your live broadcast is so exciting, brothers, let's go to the big villa!"

"Do you think this plot is a bit like a decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City!"

"Haha, they seem to be similar, but these two people are too ugly, one is ugly, one is an old man, they are not at the same level as Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue!"

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