"Let's go, continue to go to school."

Wang Doudou clapped her palms and opened the car door and got into the car.

It was too easy for her to kill these people.

It's just a joke, just like stepping on a few ants to death.

On the other side!

Chen Bufan arrived at Wan Yanran's clinic and greeted his senior sister. The two looked at each other and began to get busy.

Although I want to have a kiss and be intimate for a while, I have to separate occasions.

There are too many patients, so they will be treated first.

The clinic waved to two Chinese medicine doctors, not to see a doctor, but to take medicine.

The two senior and sisters, one on the left and one on the right, were more than twice as fast as usual.

As the saying goes, it is not tiring to work together.

One patient after another left, and it was past eleven o'clock in the blink of an eye.

Sitting day by day, it was boring and I wonder how my second senior sister could bear it.

Anyway, Chen Bufan couldn't stand it.

Too boring.

"Next!"

Chen Bufan didn't raise his head and shouted.

"What are the symptoms? Let me briefly explain them."

"Aren't you a doctor?"

The man said in a muffled voice, "What disease, you can diagnose it yourself."

Chen Bufan frowned his sword eyebrows and looked up.

I saw a black-faced man sitting on the other side, with big arms and round waist, muscles all over his body, and a square head, which was a bit strange.

By the way, it is understandable to treat doctors and diagnose the disease alone.

But ask why you come to the clinic and what symptoms are normal.

Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes looking, listening, asking and touching.

This question is also one of the key steps.

"Touch your hand over."

Chen Bufan didn't care and said lightly.

The man rolled up his sleeves and stretched his thick arm forward.

Chen Bufan put three fingers on his face and paid attention to the other person from time to time.

"Are you sure you're sick?"

Half a minute later, Chen Bufan took back his hand.

"No, of course I'm sick."

“Tell me specifically.”

"You are a doctor, you ask me?"

Go back to the origin again.

"You're a little scared, plus epilepsy."

"Who did you say?"

"you!"

"Don't you fucking fart!"

The man said angrily.

“Is what I said wrong?

If you are not sick, come to our clinic, what if you are not fucked?"

"You said I was fucked, right?"

"right!"

Chen Bufan confirmed.

"hehe!"

The man smiled, a dagger appeared in his hand and stabbed Chen Bufan directly.

ill!

Pure and sick!

There are obviously many opportunities to assassinate Chen Bufan, why should you be alert and then take action?

Isn't it good to raid directly when I first sat down?

Or maybe when taking the pulse, you will get unexpected.

Is this his brain a good idea?

Not to mention success or failure, at least the chance is much higher.

If the head is sick, it will become more and more serious and more silly if it is not treated in time.

As soon as the dagger came out, Chen Bufan dodged sideways and turned his palm into a knife to cut it.

"Crash!"

The dagger falls.

Chen Bufan supported the table with his arms and kicked out his legs.

The movements are coherent and very beautiful.

The man was kicked away.

The clinic was suddenly in a mess, and many patients rushed out.

"Oh my god, I've killed someone."

"You've stepped on my shoes, a dog thing."

"Go away quickly, you can delay your illness. If you leave late, your life will be gone."
Chapter completed!