Warden of the World

Chapter 241 Acting Skills Are Too Bad (Part [-])
When Lin Fan was diagnosing and treating people, the little fat man stood behind Lin Fan very curiously, his eyes were fixed on Lin Fan's every move, his eyes were full of surprise.

"Dear Lin..."

Seeing that Lin Fan had just finished treating a patient, the little fat man hurried forward to inquire about Lin Fan, but remembering that Lin Fan said that he was a distant relative, he didn't know what to call Lin Fan for a while.

"Kiss your head, call me uncle!" Lin Fan rolled his eyes at the other party angrily.

The little fat man understood, and hastily changed his words: "Dirty mouth... no, Brother Lin!"

Lin Fan smiled slightly, and lowered his arm that was about to pinch the opponent's chubby face.

Although the elder brother's call was not satisfactory, it was indeed more pleasing to the ear than uncle's.

"Brother Lin, these things can cure diseases? Aren't they all flowers and plants?"

For Chinese medicine, it is still difficult for the little fat man to understand. He feels that even if these flowers and plants are eaten, they may not have any effect.

Lin Fan sighed, how can such a profound question be explained clearly in a few words, now he is very busy, but he has no time to teach the little fat man the profound theories of Chinese medicine.

So he took a book introducing Chinese medicine from the table and threw it to the other party. He didn't care if the little fat man could understand it or not, so he let Nice pull him aside.

Now that there is another fat man of such a size, if he doesn't work hard to make more money, he will definitely be eaten up.

"Isn't this amazing? I just heard that there are all kinds of magical rumors in ancient China. I didn't expect to use these flowers and plants to treat so many diseases."

Obviously, the little fat man could understand the general introduction in that book, and it was bought by Lu Qiao when the hospital was being renovated.

At that time, Lin Fan's reputation was not so famous, so Lu Qiao placed it on the table for Lin Fan, as a front.

"That is, what is passed down from our ancestors, can it be unreliable!"

An old man next to the little fat man heard what the other party said, and laughed, his face was full of pride.

Lin Fan shook his head lightly, both Chinese medicine and Western medicine have their own advantages and cannot be generalized.

"Baby, if you live here often, you will go to the square in the morning to find the uncle. Your figure should be exercised. Can you go on like this?"

The old man chatted wildly with the little fat man, and finally said to the little fat man very seriously.

"A magical thing, a magical country! Old man, do you know kung fu?"

Nine out of ten foreigners must know Chinese Kung Fu, and it seems that this little fat man is no exception.

Especially when he saw that the old man was carrying a sword for physical exercise, he couldn't help showing a longing look.

"I must, what's the matter, want to learn?"

The old man chuckled, and finally found the topic of showing off, completely ignoring the fact that he was still feverish, and when he got up, he planned to teach the little fat man a piece of the rumored Tai Chi swordsmanship.

"I said, uncle, it's your turn, hurry up."

At this time, it was the old man's turn to make a diagnosis, and a strong young man behind hurriedly urged him.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly put away his posture, saying that he would teach the little fat man after he finished his treatment.

When the old man just walked towards Lin Fan, the strong young man immediately came to the little fat man, showing off his well-developed muscles, and flaunting: "I said, little guy, don't imitate those ostentatious things, it's useless. My brother taught you a few fighting techniques, which are absolutely reliable!"

Although the young man's voice was not loud, everyone could hear the whole hospital as big as it was.

And the old man who was already sitting in front of Lin Fan turned his head a little angrily, snorted at the young man, and said, "Who are you talking about being a showman? This is Tai Chi, do you understand the essence of the country?"

"That's what it is. It's okay to keep fit. If we talk about fighting, we have to look at the current free fighting, boxing..."

The young man waved his hand impatiently, as if he didn't want to argue with the old man, but looked at the little fat man again.

The old man's face flushed a little. Although the young man's words were true, it was distasteful to be so contemptuous of traditional martial arts.

In an instant, the medical hall was divided into two sides, with older people on one side and young people on the other.

People from both sides started arguing there, seeming to have forgotten that they came here to see a doctor.

Lin Fan was also a little dumbfounded, this shit, no matter if it is traditional martial arts or modern fighting, isn't it all for physical fitness?
Could it be that the police will let you go if you kill someone with free fighting moves?In the same way, even if you are good at traditional martial arts, if you chop bricks and cut trees, don't you have to be responsible if you hit someone?

Everything is good, it depends on where it is used.

You must know that in the era of cold weapons, where is there any modern fighting?Hands up and down with knives, heads rolling, aren't they all from fighting?
I really don't know what is there to argue about this kind of thing. He, the Martial Emperor, didn't say anything, but these people in front of him got angry.

"Okay, if you see a doctor, you can see a doctor, and if you don't see a doctor, it's fine. Can you respect me? If you argue about the advantages and disadvantages of Chinese medicine and Western medicine, I can accept it. What kind of martial arts are you talking about here?"

Lin Fan knocked on the table lightly, which seemed to suppress the two parties who were about to have a serious argument.

And the little fat man on the other side was also shocked by the sudden explosive power of these people just now, he couldn't help but lower his head to read the book, and didn't dare to continue to ask any questions, for fear that these people would come to the debate again.

The few remaining people had minor ailments, Lin Fan prescribed some medicine for these people as quickly as possible, and then they were at leisure.

"It's been so long, why hasn't the takeaway arrived yet?"

At this time, it has been a long time since he ordered a takeaway, and it has not arrived yet. He wonders if the other party has forgotten about him.

Just as he was about to make a phone call to inquire, a young man in a delivery uniform hurried in.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, there's a traffic jam, otherwise I would have arrived long ago!"

The young man apologized repeatedly, which made Lin Fan unable to get angry.

However, he suddenly saw the takeaway boy's wrist, which was actually wearing an extremely fashionable watch.

He saw an identical one in the mall two days ago, and the price tag was quite high.

"The watch is not bad!"

When Lin Fan took the delivery, he smiled and said to the delivery guy.

Hearing Lin Fan's words, the other party gestured to cover his watch, and then he showed a smile, and said, "Hehe, A, how can we carry such precious things."

Hearing the other party's answer, Lin Fan became depressed, your sister, can't you let yourself have a good meal?One question is so tense, and the acting skills are too bad!
"Hey, little brother, you dropped your gun!" Lin Fan said suddenly when the other party turned around and was about to leave.

"It didn't fall..." The takeaway boy subconsciously touched his waist, and then his face changed suddenly.

(End of this chapter)