Chapter 1744 (2/2)
Both of them wake up and see Wang Sheng. The old man, who has learned everything from his second elder martial brother, immediately struggles to get up and thanks Wang Sheng.
Wang Sheng quickly stopped him and said, ”don't be so polite. By the way, I advise you to leave the South China Sea. ”
The old man sighed: ”I know Cang legu is here. I already have this idea. When I have a rest, I will take my apprentice away. Dr. Wang's great kindness will be rewarded if he has a chance in the future! ”
Wang Sheng politely asked: ”this Yinshan sect seems to have brought a lot of people this time. Do you know why they came to Nanhai?”
The old man shook his head and said, ”this is also my strange place. Usually they don't come from Xijiang.”
Wang Sheng saw that he couldn't find anything from him, so he said, ”have a good rest. When you can leave, my brother will take you away from here and take a bus to the nearest station. Or if you need to, I can arrange to buy you two tickets to leave. It's faster to go by air than by land and sea. ”
The old man pondered for a moment and said, ”it's no trouble. I'm not used to flying. It's better to go by land. By the way, I have a presumptuous question. I don't know if I can ask... ”
Wang Sheng said with a smile, ”if you don't have a good answer, I will tell you directly.”
The old man hesitated for a moment, and then carefully said, ”may I ask Dr. Wang how old is he this year?”
Wang Sheng is one Leng: ”what?”
The second elder martial brother coughed and said awkwardly: ”I told my master that Dr. Wang's cultivation is unfathomable. He beat canglegu with one blow. He said that you can't be so powerful at such a young age, unless you have the skill of standing in the face. In fact, you are not young, but you look younger.”
Wang Sheng then suddenly said with a smile, ”don't guess, elder. I'm as old as you can see. I'm not a monster of rejuvenation. Ha ha!”
The old man said: ”in this way, it's really a talent of martial arts! Alas, I didn't expect that I had been learning martial arts for so many years, but... ” It's so depressing.Wang Sheng doesn't know how to comfort him. This kind of thing is really related to talent, and Wang Sheng himself can't help it.
After a few words, he found an excuse and turned to leave.
However, in order to avoid Yinshan sending Wan Yi to find this place, he went back to the slum and immediately sent the second son to guard. Even if he came here at the same level as canglegu, he would be able to fight.
Early the next morning, the old man and his second elder martial brother left.
Wang Sheng went to the Sujia medical center in the morning, but saw the big and small bags of medicinal materials in front of the door. It turned out that when the old man heard that Suhe was going to reopen the medical center, he immediately prepared things overnight. Overnight, he had prepared the commonly used medicinal materials.
Wang Sheng helped with the arrangement. With his help, the effect is faster than that of ten people. In the morning, everything has been ready.
SOHO originally wanted to officially open the museum in two days, but the preparation process was shortened so much that he changed his mind and decided to open it at noon.
Unexpectedly, in the evening, there was no business.
Wang Sheng comforted: ”after all, you have been closed for so long, there are not many passers-by here, and others don't know that you have reopened. Why don't you do an advertisement
Suho said helplessly, ”OK.”
But two days later, the Soxhlet hospital was still empty.
The old man was in a hurry. He went out to help distribute the leaflets in person. But after a whole morning, no one went to Su's hospital to see a doctor.
”Strange, isn't it effective to spread leaflets?” Wang Sheng's strange tunnel.
They also designed a simple discount. These days, seeing a doctor is free, but no one comes.
SOHO said dejectedly: ”before I closed, the business was bad. They won't come because they think I'm not good at medicine. ”
At this point, her mind can not help flashed the experience before the closing of the last time, and it is still deeply engraved in her mind. Every time she thinks about it, it is like a knife gouging out the pain.
Is it really too low?