Zhou Yetong remembered her personality, who spoke and did things at will, and basically did not consider other people's opinions.

Jiang Xiaozhi's situation is now saved. She just asked her to prepare for her funeral, and it can be said that she was slapped in the face in front of everyone.

However, Zhou Yetong was not embarrassed, but was shocked by Wukong's medical skills. She was even more interested in Fang Shangshuang and Renzhongqi, and she had never heard of the medicine she had never heard of, and she immediately had the idea of ​​becoming a disciple.

Zhou Yetong ignored whether Wang Fang and Wukong agreed or not, and directly drove away the people surrounding the clinic.

"Today, Sanwen Hospital is closed. Everyone should go back. Those who are sick will endure it. If you can't bear it, go to other clinics to see a doctor. If you can't bear it, come back tomorrow.

It’s dispersed, it’s dispersed, it’s dispersed.”

Anyone who is familiar with Sanwen Medical Center knows the temper of this Dr. Zhou Xiao’s temper.

There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys dominate the king.

As long as Dr. Zhao Wan is not in the clinic when he comes to the clinic, Dr. Zhou Xiao will do whatever he wants. But Dr. Zhao Wan is very spoiled to this apprentice and turns a blind eye to any ridiculous thing he really does.

She was about to close the door before this morning, and everyone had to disperse.

Actually, Zhou Yetong is right. These headaches and fevers can be cured in other clinics. However, Dr. Zhao Wan is too famous and has minor illnesses, so people are more willing to find this famous doctor.

After a while, I left after seeing a doctor and watching the fun. The apprentice of the clinic closed the door, leaving only a small door for one person to enter and exit.

Seeing that all the idle people had left, Zhou Yetong brought a chair to the Grand Master in the middle of the main hall and said to Wang Fang: "Let your paintings come out, I want to worship the master."

Who promised to accept you as an apprentice, and...

"Don't you have a master?" Wang Fang felt that Zhou Yetong's work was really unreasonable. This is the Sanwen Medical Center. Not to mention that Wukong did not agree to accept you as an apprentice. You are here to become a disciple, so don't consider Dr. Zhao Wan's face? "You just said that you were the closed disciple of Dr. Zhao Wan."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yetong still didn't care and said, "My master loves me. If I worship another master, she won't blame me."

"That's not OK." Seeing that Zhou Yetong was going to become a disciple no matter what, Wang Fang had to refuse directly: "Wukong is my painting spirit, and he will always be with me in the future. When my little sister recovers, we may not stay in Zejun. How can we be your master?

Miss Zhou, you saved your sister, I am grateful to you. But the matter of worshiping Wukong as your teacher... is really not possible."

Although Wang Fang had already understood what he said, Zhou Yetong became willful and refused to enter. He shouted: "Do you know who I am? I worship your painting spirit... Is he called Wukong? I worship Wukong as his master. You are in Zejun, but you can walk sideways in the entire Jiang Kingdom.

You don’t have to go anywhere in the future, I will support you.”

...

Which lady is this? Are you not afraid of embarrassing if you release it like this?

Wang Fang looked around... The clinic's staff and apprentices were doing their own things, as if they were deaf. I wonder if they really didn't hear it, or if they had been used to the shocking words of this lady long ago.

"Ms. Zhou..."

Wang Fang wanted to continue to explain, and a guy standing at the door shouted: "Doctor Zhao Wan is back."

Wang Fang, who heard the sound, looked at the gate of the clinic.

The man had already opened the door, and a woman in her forties wearing a robe skirt and elegant temperament walked in from outside. Behind her were two maids, one holding an umbrella for her, and the other carrying a medicine box.

Outside the clinic, a gorgeously decorated carriage slowly drove away.

Zhou Yetong no longer entangled with Wang Fang. She ran towards the woman with a smile, first bowed her knees and hugged the woman's arm and said, "Master has been going for so long, has King Jiang been in good health?"

The woman is Zhao Wan. When she saw this beloved apprentice, she swept away the sad face and said, "King Jiang is in good health, but after all, she is old and old. Isn't it his 60th birthday in a few days? Then lanterns are hung in the city to celebrate his birthday. He is afraid that he will have any hidden illness and delay the officials and the people's interest in enjoying the lanterns, so he asked me to help him condition.

Then it took a little time to reminisce about the past.

It's still early until noon, why did you close the clinic?"

Zhou Yetong said with a bean mouth like a bean: "Oh... Master, don't you say, Doctor Liu and Doctor Shen always complain that we will steal their patients? I have seen all the patients who came today, and there is nothing wrong with it. So I closed the door and asked them to go to other clinics, so that we can have a day off.

Anyway, there are rewards from King Jiang and my father, so our Sanwen Clinic is not short of the medical treatment fee.

Besides, don’t I still have a small door? Those who are really seriously ill can come in."

Dr. Zhao Wan laughed: "No matter how you say it, you are right."

"Of course, my father can't even tell me." Zhou Yetong was very content. After thinking about what just happened, she said excitedly: "Master, today I met a person with a better medical skills than you, not... it's a painting spirit.

A man whose qi and blood were dried up was actually saved by his medicine.

I was about to become a disciple, and my master came to serve as a testimony for me."

Zhou Yetong said that she wanted to take others as her teacher. Zhao Wan was not angry, but was curious about how skillful the medical skills that could make her disciple willing to become a disciple were.

Or a painting spirit?

Zhou Yetong pulled Zhao Wan to Wang Fang and said, "Master, it's his painting spirit... Well, what's your name?"

Wang Fang bowed to Zhao Wan and said, "The young actor Wang Fang has met Dr. Zhao Wan. The younger sister Jiang Xiaozhi has lost too much blood and is in danger. Fortunately, Miss Zhou has helped her and saved her life.

I’ve thanked you here.”

Zhao Wan had no airs and replied, "Zhao Wan has met Prince Wang, and saving lives and helping the wounded is the responsibility of a doctor. The little disciple just said that your painting spirit has very superb medical skills?"

Wang Fang replied: "Yes, my painting spirit knows some magical arts. But his temperament is unrestrained and unrestrained. He likes to stay in the painting scroll. It is really difficult for Miss Zhou to take him as her teacher."

Zhao Wan had seen the Grand Master chair placed in the middle of the main hall, and could guess what Zhou Yetong had done. She apologized to Wang Fang and said, "Please forgive me, Mr. Wang, this is the kind of disciple..."

Zhou Yetong, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but say, "Master, I'm serious."

This time, Zhao Wan did not spoil her apprentice anymore. She scolded: "You should know why your father sent you to me, just to let you be reborn and learn to get along with others.

Where is the prince’s sister? Take me to see.”
Chapter completed!