This word!!

This skill!

this……!

At this time, Liu Chongyuan seemed to have forgotten that his son was terminally ill.

Su Mu wrote a long list of herbal medicine names, many of which have never even heard of Gong Yang Qing.

Then he put down his brush.

"What's wrong with you?"

The room was dead silent.

My teacher brother, teacher nephew, and Liu Chongyuan stared at the note he wrote for no moment.

"Ahem, old sir..."

Liu Chongyuan suddenly woke up.

He grabbed Su Mu's hand directly and trembled with excitement:

"Miscellaneous Doctor! No, no! Master, are you willing to write a central hall for me? You can open the price at will, for one billion US dollars, how about it?"

Su Mu broke free in embarrassment:

"Haha, sir, let's treat the disease first, let's talk about the others later, let's talk about it later."

Gong Yang Qing was on the side and couldn't help rolling her eyes.

My teacher has long been no longer shocked.

When he followed him to North America, he lived in Ning Erxian's house in Huaiyuan Tang, but he was shocked.

My teacher is also very depressed.

This young senior brother is careless all day long.

But if they don't take action, they'll stop.

Once you take action, you basically go to death.

I won’t talk about martial arts and picking up girls anymore.

The medical skills are just this calligraphy.

It's really strange. This kid is impossible even if he starts practicing calligraphy from his mother's womb.

I can only say that the genius is a genius.

Liu Chongyuan left with the list as if he had received a treasure.

He left Liu Ming directly in Mufengtang.

Of course, you don’t have to worry about safety issues, so there are naturally strong enough bodyguards and service teams.

But Su Mu called Gong Yang Qing to the tea room aside and asked with a smile:

"Teacher brother, this Liu Chongyuan has something wrong."
Chapter completed!