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"Brother Zhou..."

Fang Yuanchen shook hands with Zhou Tonghui and Guo Mingqiang, and forced himself to call Brother Zhou. He called him Brother Fang, so he always had to respond.

"Brother Zhou, sit down." Guo Mingqiang also smiled and greeted, and then poured Fang Yuanchen a cup of tea.

Fang Yuanchen was really embarrassed at this moment. He didn't know what to say or what to do, so he simply picked up the teacup and took a sip.

After this sip of tea, Fang Yuanchen went a lot of his original restraint, and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up: "What a tea, this is the latest Anxi Tieguanyin this year, and it's also spring tea..."

Guo Mingqiang immediately became interested: "Brother Fang still understands tea?"

"I can't tell you, I can only say I like it." Fang Yuanchen smiled and waved his hand: "And I can't afford to drink any good tea. I have only drunk a lot of tea once. Wherever people sell tea, most of them are not real tea."

"Ha ha."

Guo Mingqiang laughed: "If you like it, I will pack half a pound for you when I go back. I'm not afraid of you making fun of you. I've still got this tea, and I don't have much myself."

"How can this work?" Fang Yuanchen was already salivating, but he still couldn't help but be humble.

"What's the matter? Is it good tea for my soulmates?" Guo Mingqiang said with a smile.

Fang Yuanchen picked up the teacup and took a sip, let the tea turn in his mouth, then swallowed it, and recalled: "Good tea, the third brew, the taste is just right, it is the time when the tea tastes the most positive."

"Brother Fang is an expert."

Guo Mingqiang was really surprised. This brother Fang is not simple.

This person is afraid of meeting a soulmate, or to be precise, he is afraid of having a common hobby. Guo Mingqiang likes to drink tea, and Fang Yuanchen also loves tea. At this moment, the relationship between the two felt much closer.

Many people love to drink tea these days, but not many people understand tea. Most people just drink tea without paying attention to it. As long as it is tea, any tea can be fine and not picky.

Some people even only drink tea and never drink boiled water. They would rather not drink boiled water than drink boiled water without tea. But if you say they understand tea, they don’t understand it at all. They just like the color or taste. As long as there is a tea flavor in the water, they can do it.

Guo Mingqiang is different. He loves tea and knows tea better. He is more picky. He only drinks Tieguanyin, and he is also very good Tieguanyin. Without good tea, he would rather drink water than inferior tea.

And we pay great attention to what tea to drink, what water to use, tea set, heat, etc.

Fang Haoyang also loves to drink tea, but he doesn't care so much that he often calls Guo Mingqiang pretentious.

After chatting with Guo Mingqiang for a few words, Fang Yuanchen completely let go. He is the kind of person who likes to talk to people. Usually, no one in the clinic either goes to the opposite chess and card room or finds someone to brag. He is idle for a moment. If no one talks to him, he will be so bored.

Zhou Tonghui is just a hobby of tea, but he doesn't care much about it. His favorite is traditional Chinese medicine, which is acupuncture. He smiled and said, "Brother Fang, I heard Fang Han say that when he was very young, you taught him acupuncture, first to prick tofu, then pig skin, and finally to the tabletop?"

Fang Yuanchen was stunned for a moment, is there any, why didn’t he know?

"Ah, I'm just teaching nonsense, there's no reason. Fang Han's child also likes it. His talent is a little poor, but diligence can make up for his shortcomings. If he persists, he will always gain something."

Guo Mingqiang glanced at Fang Haoyang. This brother Fang also felt that his grandson had poor talent. Has he encountered a good talent?

Zhou Tonghui didn't know this and nodded with a smile: "No, hard work can make up for your shortcomings, and practice can make you perfect. In fact, many things seem complicated, but in fact they are just that, it just depends on whether you are willing to work hard."

"This is."

Fang Yuanchen explained: "I often tell Fang Han that the subject of traditional Chinese medicine is difficult or difficult. It is simple or simple. The most important thing is to be careful and make yourself fall in love with traditional Chinese medicine first. Only when you like it will you be willing to study it and think about it. Everything is most afraid of thinking about it."

Zhou Tonghui nodded repeatedly, and the other party was even more impressed.

Who is Fang Yuanchen? He is actually the lowest-level person. He really doesn’t have the style of a Chinese medicine practitioner, but he has a lot of knowledge in the market.

Many people know that some people, you don’t think they are from the countryside, just like to squat at intersections and brag with others. Many things are said to be very wise.

Who is Zhou Tonghui?

True descendants of traditional Chinese medicine families have received good education since childhood. The people they know are all of them with quality and cultivation, and generally don’t brag much.

Moreover, with Zhou Tonghui's identity, few people like Fang Yuanchen can talk to him.

But today is different. Because of Fang Han's acupuncture method, Zhou Tonghui did not regard Fang Yuanchen as an outsider. He thought that Fang Yuanchen was also a folk Chinese medicine doctor with superb medical skills, but he was just not famous.

After the two of them chatted like this, Zhou Tonghui was stunned by Fang Yuanchen and could only keep nodding.

I actually thought about many of Fang Yuanchen's words carefully, but at first glance, they make sense. Even if many of them are clichés, the old men and ladies on the streets have long been tired of listening, but Zhou Tonghui has never heard of them.

Not only does it feel reasonable, but it also feels new.

Not only Zhou Tonghui, but also Guo Mingqiang and Fang Haoyang. One of them is Guo Wenyuan's son, who is about the same origin as Zhou Tonghui. The other was born in an intellectual's family and received a good education. He has never seen this way of chatting.

Sometimes I am afraid of substitution.

If someone else said this, Zhou Tonghui and the other two might disdain to pay attention to it, but at this moment they had long regarded Fang Yuanchen as being equal, and would listen and think.

There is a saying that the truth is simple. In fact, many people at the bottom are also very insightful and not completely useless.

It’s like who is that horse? In the past ten years, how many people sneered at him, how many people took it seriously, and how many people cared about it?

But now, when people say a word casually, countless people follow the trend, countless people like it, and even countless people study it. What does this mean? Is there any mystery hidden?

In fact, there is a big secret that people just talk about it casually.

"Now, this person is restless and fewer people are willing to think seriously. But traditional Chinese medicine is a thinking medicine, so it needs to be patient and loneliness, hey."

Fang Yuanchen shook his head and sighed, feeling quite compassionate.

"Brother Fang is right. People are restless, busy with work, and under great pressure. This is the current situation and an objective fact." Zhou Tonghui nodded.

"I don't know much, I really don't know any great principles, that is, I can't be ashamed of my heart. My ancestors passed on my craftsmanship to me, but I can't let my craftsmanship be broken by me. If I do, I will be ashamed of my ancestors, and I will not be ashamed to see my ancestors after I go."

Fang Yuanchen was filled with emotion: "Fortunately Fang Han was successful and did not disappoint me."

As he said that, he looked at Fang Haoyang and Guo Mingqiang again: "This child is a little stupid and not very good at being a human being. He is stubborn. Sometimes you can take more responsibility."

"Brother is joking. Fang Han is the most talented child I have ever seen. You are strict with your old lady." Guo Mingqiang smiled bitterly. Such a seedling is even weaker in talent and a little stupid in taste.

Now Guo Mingqiang is a little lucky for Fang Han. This kid is so good that he has good willpower and has not been scolded for being stupid.

In the words of some education experts today, you should not call your child stupid or stupid all day long. You should give your child some affirmation appropriately, otherwise your child will be prone to inferiority.

Anyway, Guo Mingqiang didn't see where Fang Han felt inferior.

"Bump!"

Several people were talking, but someone knocked on the office door. Guo Mingqiang said: "Enter."

A attending doctor pushed open the office door and only halfway into his body: "Director Guo, Mr. Zhou, Mr. Wang woke up."

"That's great." Zhou Tonghui hurriedly stood up and pulled Fang Yuanchen: "Brother Fang, go and have a look with me."

"I won't go, it's not good." Fang Yuanchen felt a little guilty, and it was okay to make him brag. If he had to get started, then it would be revealed.

"There is nothing wrong, let's go and have a look together." Guo Mingqiang said with a smile: "Fang Han is Mr. Wang's life-saving benefactor. If it weren't for Fang Han, Mr. Wang would probably not have been able to hold on to Mr. Zhou."

Fang Yuanchen had to follow him, and several people walked out, and Zhou Tonghui said, "I'm a little regretful. I didn't see Fang Han applying acupuncture. I heard that Fang Han's acupuncture method is no less than that of the national players."

"Really or false?" Fang Yuanchen muttered in his heart. This kid not only learned bone correction, but also first-class acupuncture?

Fang Yuanchen thought that these people were wrong. The Fang Han they were talking about was actually not his grandson, but the same name and surname.

Fang Yuanchen still knows how many pounds Fang Han is. He has some level, but he can only say that he is average. If he counts among his peers, he can be considered excellent, but he is only excellent and not even the top one.

"Can Brother Fang use the seven-inch needle?" Zhou Tonghui asked.

"I can't." Fang Yuanchen shook his head quickly, and he was shocked. Could Fang Han use the seven-inch needle? Just kidding.

Fang Yuanchen felt that these people were wrong. His grandson was so powerful?

When he first entered the hospital, Fang Yuanchen was somewhat excited and surprised. After chatting for a while, he actually knew that these people were so polite to him. It was probably because Fang Han performed well in the hospital. He was because of his grandson's wealth because of his grandson.

But if Fang Han can use a seven-inch needle, Fang Yuanchen would not believe that he would be beaten to death.

Thinking of this, he felt guilty again.

"Old Fang, I heard from Fang Han that you opened a clinic in Penghua Village, so why don't you open a clinic? How about coming to our Jiang Intermediate People's Court?" Fang Haoyang smiled and invited.

"You won't let you do anything else. Our Jiang Intermediate People's Court plans to build a training room. In my opinion, you can be a tutor."

"Penghua Village?"

Fang Yuanchen didn't pay attention to anything else. He only heard the three words "Penghua Village". That's right. The only one in Penghua Village is named Fang. There is no one else. These people are not wrong?

Guo Mingqiang smiled and said, "I think Director Fang's suggestion is feasible. Brother Fang considers it. If you can cultivate such an excellent junior as Fang Han, then you will have to work hard and train more."
Chapter completed!