Chapter 4564： You can't see my master!

"I just don't know if the old man has a chance to see the respect of the teacher ..."

Liu Zhengguo, he asked again tentatively and carefully.

"My master's style ?!"

After hearing about Liu Zhengguo about his master Ge Hong, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly rolled his eyes, and his face also showed a smile that seemed non-smiling.

After working for a long time, the reason why Liu Zhenguo suddenly changed his mind and kept himself was to ask questions about his master.

But when you think about it, your own medical skills are so brilliant.

The master who can teach Chu himself as a doctor, how terrible the understanding of Chinese medicine and acupuncture should be, this is simply unthinkable.

Of course, if Zhang Xiaofan told Liu Zhengguo outspokenly.

To say that his master was Ge Hong, a master of the Danding School of the Eastern Jin Dynasty in the year 1600, he might have to scare Liu Zhengguo out of his nerves.

After thinking about it, Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and smiled, and said, "President Liu, I advise you to dispel this unrealistic delusion as soon as possible."

"You know, my Master, who is just like a crane in the wild clouds, spends his life travelling around in all directions, and he loves to sail."

"Don't say that you want to see my master, even my apprentice who wants to see the master is more difficult."

"Moreover, even if you take a step back 10,000 steps, even if the teacher knows this, it may not be willing to see you ..."

"Yes Yes Yes...."

"This is indeed an old man who took it too seriously ..."

After hearing Zhang Xiaofan's words, Liu Zhengguo also patted his own head, and a embarrassed smile appeared on his face.

Apparently, he felt a little regretful about his previous rash request.

You know, a generation of Chinese medicine masters like Zhang Xiaofan is rare enough.

If it wasn't for chance, their girlfriend happened to be hospitalized in their hospital.

Otherwise, he may not be able to see Zhang Xiaofan for his entire life.

Even Zhang Xiaofan is so hard to see, let alone Zhang Xiaofan's master? Isn't this a dream, daydreaming ...

"Dean Liu, look at that gold sore medicine ..."

However, just in Liu Zhengguo's heart, he was secretly regretful because of the rather treacherous request that he had made before. I saw Dr. Song beside him, reminding him without a trace.

"Ah? Ah ... ah!"

After hearing about Dr. Song's mention of this "gold sore medicine", Liu Zhengguo froze slightly for a moment, and then a faint expression appeared on his face.

He set his eyes on the gauze wrapped around Qin Xiyan's forehead, and rubbed his hands in front of him.

"What, the old man heard that Mr. Zhang has a gold sore medicine in your hands. I wonder how effective this gold sore medicine is."

"Medical effect? ​​Just like that, no big deal ..."

After seeing Liu Zhengguo eating a closed door meal with his master Ge Hong, he then set his goal on the gold sore medicine on his hands ...