Magic Doctor Son-in-Law

"As if nothing had happened, Ren Qianyuv walked around Zhao Changyang and went down the stairs. He didn't even turn his head back as he said those words." Then you guys can leave together and be companions. "    

"What did you say?"    

Zhao Changyang was shocked.    

Even though the Hospital was opened by Elder Qian, ever since it was established, he had been controlling it from the very beginning. Only now did the fame of the Herbarium Hall spread far and wide, becoming famous throughout the city.    

Now that it was time for both fame and fortune, when had he ever thought of leaving?    

He said that just now to agitate the new boss    

Who would have thought that the other side would be so merciless?    

"Ignorant! "How arrogant!"    

In panic, Zhao Changyang said to Qian Hsingmei who was standing beside him: "This is the person your grandfather found to inherit the Hospital? "He's just a young fool who doesn't know anything!"    

Then, he called Sun Ming to leave.    

"Director Zhao, wait a moment!"    

Seeing this, Qian Hsingmei was at a loss of what to do for a moment as she hurriedly stepped forward to stop the two of them.    

"Director Zhao, don't worry, this is indeed a misunderstanding. I'll have a good chat with Mr. Ren then!"    

"Tell him that if he doesn't give me a satisfactory answer for this matter, I definitely won't let him off!"    

Zhao Changyang's tone was stern, but he did not leave the Hospital.    

Qian Hsingmei finally let out a sigh of relief and composed herself. She followed behind Ren Qianyuv, who was on his patrol, and briefly introduced Zhao Changyang's background.    

In Herbarium Hall, Zhao Changyang's medical skills were also second only to Elder Qian's.    

Elder Qian often went out to exchange medical skills in different parts of the country, and was even serving in the Chinese Medical Hospital of the People's Hospital. Half of the golden name of Herbarium Hall was written down by Zhao Changyang.    

If he really left, then this Herbarium Hall that he had painstakingly built up might collapse just like that.    

"Mr. Ren, look, this is indeed a small matter. It's just a misunderstanding. You should go and apologize to Director Zhao. If you admit to it, then it's fine."    

Qian Hsingmei was very worried. If she, as a peacemaker, didn't do well, she might be scolded by her grandfather. She would earnestly try to persuade him.    

If this continued, the new boss' Herbarium Hall would collapse in less than two days.    

"Admit your wrongs?" Ren Qianyuv was carefree, and understood Zhao Changyang's background. He said indifferently, "Alright, then let him come over and admit his wrongs. If he gives in, he can stay on as his assistant director."    

"Um... "Huh?" Qian Hsingmei looked at Ren Qianyuv in astonishment.    

"You said to have Director Zhao come over to apologize?"    

Qian Hsingmei's face paled.    

Zhao Changyang understood and his face turned pale. He then closed his eyes and sighed to the sky. It seems that Boss Ren is determined to kick me out today! "Ming, let's make room for the new boss!"    

"Sigh …" Qian Hsingmei raised her hand to stop him, but she couldn't stop herself from squinting her eyes at Ren Qianyuv.    

The moment those words were spoken, a white-bearded elderly man wearing round black glasses with a worried expression sat on a wheelchair and was supported by several people into the Herbarium Hall.    

Seeing that Zhao Changyang was about to leave, the old man stood up with his crutch and shouted, "Little Zhao, my waist is hurting so much. My hands are shaking more and more. You better watch out for me today!"    

Because of the appearance of the old man, Qian Hsingmei's heart seemed to be suppressed by a huge, formless stone.    

With Ren Qianyuv's previous attitude, he was afraid that Zhang Xuan would suffer a huge loss. Zhao Changyang would definitely take revenge on him, and there was no telling how he would arrange things.    

As expected, when Zhao Changyang saw the old man, he was overjoyed. He then pretended to be depressed and said dejectedly: "Old Master Feng, I'm afraid I can't show you today. This Herbarium Hall can't tolerate me anymore!"    

"Hmm? What was going on? With the exception of Little Qian, your Little Zhao's medical skills are the best, how could he not have enough for you? " Elder Feng glanced around the hall.    

Sun Ming saw the opportunity and quickly made a bunch of nonsense about Ren Qianyuv wanting to push away their uncle and nephew.    

Nearby, Qian Hsingmei looked at the indifferent Ren Qianyuv and reminded him, "Mr. Ren, do you know who that old man is? That is the Lord of the Fenn family, Elder Feng's illness can only be relieved by Director Zhao, he can't move a muscle every week! "    

"It's only been five days since the last treatment. Looks like Elder Feng's illness has worsened. There are still a lot of important figures like him. They all want Director Zhao's treatment. If you just drive him away like that, you'll be in big trouble!"    

"Me? Not necessarily! " Ren Qianyuv smiled.    

After Elder Feng heard what Sun Ming had said, his face became livid with rage.    

"Isn't this nonsense! Where did this new boss come from? Little Qian is too hasty, to hand over his Hospital to an outsider so easily? "    

"Your medical skills were acknowledged by the entire Pingjiang! If I chase you out, I don't think we need to drive this Herbarium Hall anymore! Wei, get someone to do it immediately! "    

"Yes, master." A young man in black standing by the side took out his phone and was about to make a call.    

"Wait!" Ren Qianyuv stepped forward to stop the young man and looked at the old man.    

"Elder Feng, I think the pain in your waist must be from years of old wounds. Your hands are shaking because you've had a penetrating wound. These illnesses are actually all very easy to treat!"    

"How arrogant!"    

Before Old Feng could say anything, Zhao Changyang had already taunted him.    

"After looking through Elder Feng's case, looking at the process of diagnosis, and knowing the root of his illness, you dare to spout nonsense here? "He's simply ignorant!"    

"I'm ignorant?" Ren Qianyuv said calmly, "Then I'll have to ask you, Doctor Zhao. Elder Feng's illness can be solved in one go, but why do you treat it once a week? Are you ignorant or doing it intentionally?"    

"You … "You're talking nonsense!" Zhao Changyang was so angry that he broke out in a cold sweat.    

If Elder Feng took into his words and gave him, Zhao Changyang, nine lives, then he wouldn't live past tonight.    

However, Elder Feng did not easily believe Ren Qianyuv's words: "Brat, even though this old man is sick, his mind is still clear. I have been treating this disease for dozens of years, and it has not been severed even over and over again.    

"Hehe, Ren Qianyuv!" You boasted that you could solve Elder Feng's illness in one go, so you should treat it! " Seeing that he could make use of this opportunity, Sun Ming continued with Elder Feng's words. After he finished speaking, he stuck his hands in the air and waited to see a joke.    

"Sure!"    

Unexpectedly, Ren Qianyuv agreed.    

This old ailment of Elder Feng's was no secret. If it really hurt, he wouldn't be able to sleep all night. Many doctors had seen it, but they were unable to completely cure it. Only the hands of Elder Qian and Zhao Changyang were able to slightly relieve the pain.    

Therefore, when everyone heard Ren Qianyuv agree that Elder Feng's illness was not worth mentioning, they all felt that he was just spouting nonsense.    

"I wonder if Elder Feng is willing to allow this kid to treat it?" Ren Qianyuv looked at Elder Feng coldly and asked.    

In the Hospital Hall, everyone's gazes were on Old Man Feng.    

"Since my old bones are already like this, if you have the guts to treat them, then come on. I hope your medical skills are better than your tongue!"    

All these years, Elder Feng had been tormented by this illness to the point of exhaustion. If he could be completely cured, why wouldn't he be happy?    

Moreover, he was certain that no one would dare make such a big joke about his Fenn family in this city.    

"Grandfather!" This is too much! "    

"Lordmaster, don't trust him so easily. How am I supposed to explain this to my family if something happens?"    

"What if his young subordinates don't take it seriously and cause your illness to worsen? What should we do then?"    

… ….    

Those behind the old tutor all looked nervous and tried to stop him.