"This" the scar-faced man said: "Little brother, my patient is not in good condition, I'm afraid he can't delay it."

Qingyuan waved his hand calmly and said, "If you can't wait, then please ask Gao Ming!"

"Okay! I wonder when the old man will end today?" The scar-faced man frowned and said helplessly.

"This is hard to say! However, judging by the number of patients today, I'm afraid it will be a little too late," said Qingyuan.

The scarred man was stunned when he heard this, but when facing Qingyuan's neither salty nor light appearance, he lost his temper.

Time passed, the sun set, until the mountains were setting, and the sky was filled with rays of light. Yun Weng, who had slightly moved his body, finally ended the diagnosis of the last patient. At this time, there were not many pedestrians on the street.

"Old sir! Now, can you go with me to diagnose my master's illness?" The scar-faced man who had been impatient in his waiting could not help but step forward and salute.

Weng Yun smiled lightly, but the words said made the scarred man speechless: "Haha, old man, I've been busy for a day, my hands and feet are weak, and I don't even have to eat lunch. I'm so tired. Otherwise, let's go another day!"

"Wen Yun, I heard from him that the patient's condition seems to be quite serious," Qingyuan stepped forward and smiled faintly.

Weng Yun raised his eyebrows and smiled at the scarred man: "You can tell! The patient is afraid that he is exhausted and unconscious? However, he is still in a state of mind and sometimes muttering."
Chapter completed!