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My Waste Husband novel Chapter 88

Master Yan stood at the door of the Chinese Medicine clinic and smoked a cigarette. He was still thinking about what Henry said to him yesterday. Now he really wanted to see the young man. The young man's speech and insight had an epoch-making effect for the present traditional Chinese medicine, and his medical skills. If he could take them out and let everyone knows what he knows, it would be a great joy for the whole medical community.

But Master Yan also knew clearly in his heart that it was not easy to meet again in such a big world.

Master Yan sighed and walked into the clinic. As soon as he entered the clinic, he heard the noise in the clinic. A group of people kept shouting and shouting, "Get out", " brainless", and so on.

"What's going on?" Master Yan muttered to himself doubtfully. Looking forward, he happened to see Henry coming out of the crowd.

This time, he was so excited that he quickly ran a few steps.

"Young master! Young master!"

Master Yan ran and shouted, rushing to Henry.

"Young master, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Master Yan's face was full of excitement, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have stretched a lot because he saw Henry.

"It's not a coincidence, is it? What's the matter?" Henry asked impatiently. Today, seeing these doctors of Chinese Medicine had such character, his heart was cold. They could not accept those who were better than them. The development space was already doomed. Although these people could not represent all the doctors of Chinese Medicine, they could also represent most of the people.

Master Yan was about to tell Henry that he hoped Henry could hold a meeting to tell the Chinese medicine practitioners of the country about his philosophy, but he was interrupted before he could open his mouth.

"Master, do you know this brat?" Master Yan's male disciple walked over.

"You're so rude!" Master Yan rebuked him on the spot. "Who do you think is a brat?"

"Master. Yan, do you know this man?" The doctor surnamed Wong also came over, with doubts in his eyes.

Sylvia, who was about to leave, saw this scene and stopped not far away, with a thoughtful look on her face.

"Well..." Master Yan chuckled twice. "I don't know him. Do you still remember the case I just told you? Yesterday in the mall, it was the young master in front of me who treated the patient in time. Even I feel inferior to him in terms of medical skills!"

When Master Yan spoke, he did not notice the shocked expressions on other people's faces at all.

Sylvia was standing not far away. She heard Master Yan's words clearly. The corners of her sexy mouth unconsciously raised into a smile. It was not because of Master Yan's words that the project had a turnaround, but simply because of Henry, because Henry had once again exceeded her expectations.

"Master Yan, is that the young man you just mentioned?" President Ma couldn't believe it.

"Yes." Master Yan nodded and sighed. "Yesterday, if it weren't for this little master, I would have watched a life disappear in front of my eyes. The medical skills and medical concept of this young master are something that all of us here want to learn."

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