Chapter 137: No Medical Museum Opens (2)

"Master, old man and wife are here. Bayi Chinese Network (W> W] W).> 8? 1> ＺW.COM" Guo's housekeeper ran into the medical hall and whispered to Guo Bad, Guo Bad hurriedly Stepped forward to welcome, a few girls followed.
"Grandpa and grandma, you came too early, I haven't set off the firecrackers yet." Guo said with a smile, "Some of you will accompany grandpa and grandma to go in and sit." Then, Murong Weiwei helped the old man. People walked into the room together.
"Shanhe brother, the few people who just entered were Xiao Yuntian, the head of Baji, Wang Tianluo, the master of Qixing Mantis Boxing, and Xie Yukui, the master of Seven Injury Boxing. All three are already masters in the late period. It is also late in nature. Today we want to find this bad Guo Guo trouble, I am afraid it is not easy. "In a building diagonally opposite the Medical Museum, Xia Houwu looked at the telescope and told Xiahou Shanhe Report.
"I'm sure that Xiao Tian's death is definitely related to this bad Guo. I didn't expect this guy to have some friendship with the heads of the three major schools, but since they opened the medical museum, we can't stop anyone from seeing a doctor. Not killing him today will not allow him to open this infirmary smoothly. "Xiahou Shanhe whispered.
A plate of ten thousand heads of red whip lighted at the gate of the non-medical hall at 8.08 on time. The crackling sound attracted many people to stop. At this time, many medical shops on Xinglin Street began to open. The doctors in the museum only remembered that they had come to the troublesome non-medical museum when they were renovating at that time. They are going to open today.
"Lao Bai, don't open the medical museum, shall we go over to see it in a while?" A medical doctor asked with a smile to Bai Musheng who was looking out.
"Go, of course, see who the owner of this non-medical museum is. The teenager on that day seems to be called Guo Gang, a student of Wucheng Affiliated High School, and the best player of Wucheng Wendou. If he is a museum, Lord, I do n’t believe how old he is and how much he knows about Chinese medicine.
Bai Musheng said softly.
"Hu Bubai called me yesterday, and he said he would also come. He deserved to leave Xinglin Street, and he didn't believe what the kid could make." Then the doctor said with a smile.
"No matter who I am, the situation of traditional Chinese medicine can no longer appear to be a quack doctor. Rather than open a medical museum, quack doctors are never allowed to appear on the last pure land of TCM in Xinglin Avenue." Bai Musheng said softly.
"Lao Bai, look at it. The Chinese Medicine Association's car seems to be the president of them." The doctor saw a black red flag, but did not show it, but the license plate was very conspicuous. It was undoubtedly the Chinese Medicine Association's car.
"Let's go. It should be President Lin. They are here." Bai Musheng said with a smile. Lin Changtian is here. If the owner of this medical museum does not have two brushes, it is estimated that it will open today, and it will be closed today. . Bai Musheng came to the car, Lin Changtian got out of the car, then the ghost doctor Zhang Tianzheng and Wu Yi Wu Shushan also came down. A pickup truck in the back stopped and five flower baskets were unloaded from the car. Not only the three of them but also the names of Dan Yi, Qin Long and Sun Yat, which made Bai Musheng surprised.
"President Lin, I'm Xiaobai, why are you here in person. Do you know the owner?" Bai Musheng asked a step forward.
"I know, of course I know, without a medical museum today, we will fill a strong player in the field of Chinese medicine, and hope that Chinese medicine will regain its strength again." Lin Changtian said with a smile. "Xiao Bai, Xiao Liu, don't have anything to do with the medical museum, you should help the little bad, after all, you are all the pillars of Xinglin Street."
Bai Musheng stunned the two. It seems that the owner of this unmedical museum has two brushes. It's bad, is it possible that the boy named Guo Bad is the owner of this unmedical museum? Isn't there another doctor in this hospital? With doubt, Bai Yunsheng and Liu Yunfei followed Lin Changtian and walked into the infirmary.
"Guo Bad, we're not late." Lin Changtian said with a smile while watching Guo Bad. "Qin Long and Sun Sheng have come to the clinic. It is estimated that it will be a short while. The Medical Museum opened today. It is trivial and disrespectful." As a result, Lin Changtian handed over a red envelope.
Guo Bad was also polite and took it directly, welcoming several people from Lin Changtian.
"Little friend, I don't know who is the owner of this non-medical museum. It should be open for us to meet today," Bai Musheng said with a smile.
"Bai Guanzhu, don't worry, there will definitely be a doctor today, you will know then, haha." Guo Bad said with a smile.
"People from the Western Medicine Association came." Liu Yunfei saw the two cars arrogantly parked in front of the infirmary, and by looking at the license plate, he knew that the people on the car belonged to the Western Medicine Association.
"If you are not good, you are not good. I want to see it. My fourth brother is open for medical treatment. Who dares to come to trouble?" Jia Yuan exclaimed.
"Second brother, the medical museum is not open today. The visitor is a guest. You don't need to worry about it. If you want to help, go in and keep the account. The rest is left to me." Yuan, welcomed out alone.
"Where is the owner of the non-medical hall? The Western Medical Association came to visit." A group of eight people came in.
"Please go inside first, you want to see the owner, go ahead and wait. There are more people who want to see the owner, but it's not what A Mao and A Dog say when they see him." Guo Bad said with a smile on the eight people.
"The kid with a sharp tooth and a sharp mouth, tell you the truth, although your medical museum is a traditional Chinese medical museum, but if you want to open a business, come up with some real skills, or you Chinese medicine doctors will not care, we Western medicine will come to manage one." An old man shouted.
"Dong Kun, a few of us are here, and you don't need to worry about Chinese medicine." Lin Changtian frowned and said from the room.
"Old man, Chinese medicine is declining. The more the medical museum is, the better. If you ca n’t come up with some real skills in this hospital, you are reluctant to manage it. Our Western Medical Association does not mind managing it on behalf of the medical profession." Dong Kun Shouted.
"Is there any real skill, today we do n’t treat ten people in the medical museum, and then you have something to say. In addition, ten days after the opening of the medical museum, I will take the staff of the medical center to the Western Medical Association. The association is ready. "Guo said with a smile.
"Ha ha, Guo Bad is friendly, when you go to Western Medical College, take my old Qin with you." Qin Long and Sun Sheng came in from the outside, Qin Long said with a smile, "Little meaning, no respect, no Knowing the vice president of the Western Medical Association, do n’t you know the courtesy without opening the medical museum?

A word from Qin Long made a group of people's faces in the Western Medicine Association turn red. It was not the first time for the TCM Medical Museum to open. They have never encountered a lord such as Guo Gang. As a courtesy, no one has told them that there is This thing.
"Lao Qin, please. Our TCM Medical Museum is open. It is different from Western Medical College. They don't understand. We don't care about it. When eating, it is a matter of adding double bowls of chopsticks." Guo Bad said with a smile.
Guo Bad's words fell down, and the faces of several Western Medical Association members became even redder. The kick hall has not been kicked yet. People don't take themselves seriously. The affectionate people think of us as rice dumplings.