Super Student's Three-realms Army

In China, almost all walks of life, no matter where they are, will talk about this "seniority" in a simple sentence, that is, "seniority".

No matter who they are, as long as they are old enough and senior enough, they are the "experts" and "masters" of the industry.

However, for those young people, even if they have the same talent, they will also be called "posterity".

Therefore, for Zhang Xiaofan, there are not a thousand people who question his traditional Chinese medicine because he is young, and there are also 800 people. This has long been a common practice for Zhang Xiaofan.

"Mr. Zhang, I heard from my father that you are not only very skillful in traditional Chinese medicine, but also have your own unique understanding. At the same time, you have mastered the art of acupuncture and moxibustion, which can kill the dead and kill the bones."

"Since Mr. Zhang is so skillful in medicine, you might as well call my daughter out of the room now. Our Wanqing has locked herself in the room for a long time..."

When he said these words, Su Zhenyong did not forget a heavy cold hum, and then raised his hand toward the second bedroom door on the second floor. The smell of provocation was beyond words.

Smell speech, one side of Su Yunqing is also a deep sigh, shook his head, tone is gloomy, way.

"Ah... Mr. Zhang, I told you on the phone earlier that Wan Qing had locked herself in her room without eating or drinking since she learned that she had less than a month left in her life. It was almost another day."

"If I don't let my granddaughter come out of the room, she may not be able to bear such suffering without saying anything else."

"Oh, it's so simple!"

In the face of Su Yunhai's expectant gaze towards him, and Su Zhenyong's sneer, which is like a joke, Zhang Xiaofan just pondered a little in his heart and then walked quickly towards the second floor.

Because the Su family is a single family villa design, so the design of the stairs is also very elegant western style double row spiral stairs, how a luxury, rich and noble?!

Zhang Xiaofan walked up all the way and soon came to Su Wanqing's boudoir.

"Dong... Dong... Dong..."

Zhang Xiaofan first reached out and knocked on the door, then said: "cough... Cough... What, Dr. Su, it's me Zhang Xiaofan. I have something to see you. Would you please open the door for me first? It's urgent to see you

"Zhang Xiaofan? It's him! How did he come to my house... "

After hearing Zhang Xiaofan's voice outside the door, Su Wanqing, lying on the bed, turned her head and looked in the direction of her door, but then shook her head and laughed at herself.

"No matter what I do, I'm dying now. It's better to die quietly than to add so much care to myself..."

His dry lips rose slightly, drawing a curve of self mockery. Even though he was reading again, he closed his eyes and turned a deaf ear to the knocking and calling of Zhang Xiaofan outside the door.

There is no greater sorrow than death of heart, and death of man comes second.

For Su Wanqing, no matter whether she still has less than a month's birthday