The First Hospital of the City is always so busy, full of joys and sorrows, and the bright and dark sides of human nature intersect here.

Wang Yan chatted with the patients in front of him with a smile and asked about the situation. Of course, he was surrounded by people who were studying with him. The current apprentices were not just people transferred from the hospital like before, but other Chinese medicine majors who already had some foundation in fake learning.

The descendants of his family, as well as the students from the traditional Chinese medicine school, as well as a few who came to study and recommended themselves to his staff. In terms of pure level, these are certainly better than his early disciples, which is not bad.

At this time, a young nurse ran to the door and greeted: "Director, someone is looking for you. He said he was your old friend. I didn't think that was lying, so I came over to tell you."

Of course, you have to make an appointment in advance to see Dr. Wang. After all, he is so busy. If anyone can just come to him, how can he live in peace? Besides, he also has the identity of Long Teng's eldest brother, and he has close contact with the higher-ups and has requests.

There are too many people.

Nodding, he asked: "What are the characteristics?"

The young nurse recalled it and said, "Well... I'm in my forties, I'm lame in one leg, but I'm pretty good-looking."

"I know, let him wait in my office."

It was almost noon, and there were only a few patients left who had made appointments in the morning. Wang Yan saw the remaining patients, got up, went upstairs, and returned to his office.

His position in the First City Hospital is the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. He is in charge of all things related to Traditional Chinese Medicine, but his administrative level belongs to the deputy director. This is mainly because the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic...

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The First Hospital of the City is always so busy, full of joys and sorrows, and the bright and dark sides of human nature intersect here.

Wang Yan chatted with the patients in front of him with a smile and asked about the situation. Of course, he was surrounded by people who were studying with him. The current apprentices were not just people transferred from the hospital like before, but other Chinese medicine majors who already had some foundation in fake learning.

The descendants of his family, as well as the students from the traditional Chinese medicine school, as well as a few who came to study and recommended themselves to his staff. In terms of pure level, these are certainly better than his early disciples, which is not bad.

At this time, a young nurse ran to the door and greeted: "Director, someone is looking for you. He said he was your old friend. I didn't think that was lying, so I came over to tell you."

Of course, you have to make an appointment in advance to see Dr. Wang. After all, he is so busy. If anyone can just come to him, how can he live in peace? Besides, he also has the identity of Long Teng's eldest brother, and he has close contact with the higher-ups and has requests.

There are too many people.

Nodding, he asked: "What are the characteristics?"

The young nurse recalled it and said, "Well... I'm in my forties, I'm lame in one leg, but I'm pretty good-looking."

"I know, let him wait in my office."

It was almost noon, and there were only a few patients left who had made appointments in the morning. Wang Yan saw the remaining patients, got up, went upstairs, and returned to his office.

His position in the First Hospital of the City is the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. He is in charge of all matters related to traditional Chinese medicine, but the administrative level belongs to the vice president. This is mainly because the First Hospital of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic is always so busy, full of joys and sorrows, and the glory and glory of human nature.

The dark side comes into play here.

Wang Yan chatted with the patients in front of him with a smile and asked about the situation. Of course, he was surrounded by people who were studying with him. The current apprentices were not just people transferred from the hospital like before, but other Chinese medicine majors who already had some foundation in fake learning.

The descendants of his family, as well as the students from the traditional Chinese medicine school, as well as a few who came to study and recommended themselves to his staff. In terms of pure level, these are certainly better than his early disciples, which is not bad.

At this time, a young nurse ran to the door and greeted: "Director, someone is looking for you. He said he was your old friend. I didn't think that was lying, so I came over to tell you."

Of course, you have to make an appointment in advance to see Dr. Wang. After all, he is so busy. If anyone can just come to him, how can he live in peace? Besides, he also has the identity of Long Teng's eldest brother, and he has close contact with the higher-ups and has requests.

There are too many people.

Nodding, he asked: "What are the characteristics?"

The young nurse recalled it and said, "Well... I'm in my forties, I'm lame in one leg, but I'm pretty good-looking."

"I know, let him wait in my office."

It was almost noon, and there were only a few patients left who had made appointments in the morning. Wang Yan saw the remaining patients, got up, went upstairs, and returned to his office.

His position in the First Hospital of the City is the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. He is in charge of all matters related to traditional Chinese medicine, but the administrative level belongs to the vice president. This is mainly because the First Hospital of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic is always so busy, full of joys and sorrows, and the glory and glory of human nature.

The dark side comes into play here.

Wang Yan chatted with the patients in front of him with a smile and asked about the situation. Of course, he was surrounded by people who were studying with him. The current apprentices were not just people transferred from the hospital like before, but other Chinese medicine majors who already had some foundation in fake learning.

The descendants of his family, as well as the students from the traditional Chinese medicine school, as well as a few who came to study and recommended themselves to his staff. In terms of pure level, these are certainly better than his early disciples, which is not bad.

At this time, a young nurse ran to the door and greeted: "Director, someone is looking for you. He said he was your old friend. I didn't think that was lying, so I came over to tell you."

Of course, you have to make an appointment in advance to see Dr. Wang. After all, he is so busy. If anyone can just come to him, how can he live in peace? Besides, he also has the identity of Long Teng's eldest brother, and he has close contact with the higher-ups and has requests.

There are too many people.

Nodding, he asked: "What are the characteristics?"

The young nurse recalled it and said, "Well... I'm in my forties, I'm lame in one leg, but I'm pretty good-looking."

"I know, let him wait in my office."

It was almost noon, and there were only a few patients left who had made appointments in the morning. Wang Yan saw the remaining patients, got up, went upstairs, and returned to his office.

His position in the First Hospital of the City is the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. He is in charge of all matters related to traditional Chinese medicine, but the administrative level belongs to the vice president. This is mainly because the First Hospital of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic is always so busy, full of joys and sorrows, and the glory and glory of human nature.

The dark side comes into play here.

Wang Yan chatted with the patients in front of him with a smile and asked about the situation. Of course, he was surrounded by people who were studying with him. The current apprentices were not just people transferred from the hospital like before, but other Chinese medicine majors who already had some foundation in fake learning.

The descendants of his family, as well as the students from the traditional Chinese medicine school, as well as a few who came to study and recommended themselves to his staff. In terms of pure level, these are certainly better than his early disciples, which is not bad.

At this time, a young nurse ran to the door and greeted: "Director, someone is looking for you. He said he was your old friend. I didn't think that was lying, so I came over to tell you."

Of course, you have to make an appointment in advance to see Dr. Wang. After all, he is so busy. If anyone can just come to him, how can he live in peace? Besides, he also has the identity of Long Teng's eldest brother, and he has close contact with the higher-ups and has requests.

There are too many people.

Nodding, he asked: "What are the characteristics?"

The young nurse recalled it and said, "Well... I'm in my forties, I'm lame in one leg, but I'm pretty good-looking."

"I know, let him wait in my office."

It was almost noon, and there were only a few patients left who had made appointments in the morning. Wang Yan saw the remaining patients, got up, went upstairs, and returned to his office.

His position in the First Hospital of the City is the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. He is in charge of all matters related to traditional Chinese medicine, but the administrative level belongs to the vice president. This is mainly because the First Hospital of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic is always so busy, full of joys and sorrows, and the glory and glory of human nature.

The dark side comes into play here.

Wang Yan chatted with the patients in front of him with a smile and asked about the situation. Of course, he was surrounded by people who were studying with him. The current apprentices were not just people transferred from the hospital like before, but other Chinese medicine majors who already had some foundation in fake learning.

The descendants of his family, as well as the students from the traditional Chinese medicine school, as well as a few who came to study and recommended themselves to his staff. In terms of pure level, these are certainly better than his early disciples, which is not bad.

At this time, a young nurse ran to the door and greeted: "Director, someone is looking for you. He said he was your old friend. I didn't think that was lying, so I came over to tell you."

Of course, you have to make an appointment in advance to see Dr. Wang. After all, he is so busy. If anyone can just come to him, how can he live in peace? Besides, he also has the identity of Long Teng's eldest brother, and he has close contact with the higher-ups and has requests.

There are too many people.

Nodding, he asked: "What are the characteristics?"

The young nurse recalled it and said, "Well... I'm in my forties, I'm lame in one leg, but I'm pretty good-looking."

"I know, let him wait in my office."

It was almost noon, and there were only a few patients left who had made appointments in the morning. Wang Yan saw the remaining patients, got up, went upstairs, and returned to his office.

His position in the First Hospital of the City is the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. He is in charge of all matters related to traditional Chinese medicine, but the administrative level belongs to the vice president. This is mainly because the First Hospital of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic is always so busy, full of joys and sorrows, and the glory and glory of human nature.

The dark side comes into play here.

Wang Yan chatted with the patients in front of him with a smile and asked about the situation. Of course, he was surrounded by people who were studying with him. The current apprentices were not just people transferred from the hospital like before, but other Chinese medicine majors who already had some foundation in fake learning.

The descendants of his family, as well as the students from the traditional Chinese medicine school, as well as a few who came to study and recommended themselves to his staff. In terms of pure level, these are certainly better than his early disciples, which is not bad.

At this time, a young nurse ran to the door and greeted: "Director, someone is looking for you. He said he was your old friend. I didn't think that was lying, so I came over to tell you."

Of course, you have to make an appointment in advance to see Dr. Wang. After all, he is so busy. If anyone can just come to him, how can he live in peace? Besides, he also has the identity of Long Teng's eldest brother, and he has close contact with the higher-ups and has requests.

There are too many people.

Nodding, he asked: "What are the characteristics?"

The young nurse recalled it and said, "Well... I'm in my forties, I'm lame in one leg, but I'm pretty good-looking."

"I know, let him wait in my office."

It was almost noon, and there were only a few patients left who had made appointments in the morning. Wang Yan saw the remaining patients, got up, went upstairs, and returned to his office.

His position in the First Hospital of the City is the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. He is in charge of all matters related to traditional Chinese medicine, but the administrative level belongs to the vice president. This is mainly because the First Hospital of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic is always so busy, full of joys and sorrows, and the glory and glory of human nature.

The dark side comes into play here.

Wang Yan chatted with the patients in front of him with a smile and asked about the situation. Of course, he was surrounded by people who were studying with him. The current apprentices were not just people transferred from the hospital like before, but other Chinese medicine majors who already had some foundation in fake learning.

The descendants of his family, as well as the students from the traditional Chinese medicine school, as well as a few who came to study and recommended themselves to his staff. In terms of pure level, these are certainly better than his early disciples, which is not bad.

At this time, a young nurse ran to the door and greeted: "Director, someone is looking for you. He said he was your old friend. I didn't think that was lying, so I came over to tell you."

Of course, you have to make an appointment in advance to see Dr. Wang. After all, he is so busy. If anyone can just come to him, how can he live in peace? Besides, he also has the identity of Long Teng's eldest brother, and he has close contact with the higher-ups and has requests.

There are too many people.

Nodding, he asked: "What are the characteristics?"

The young nurse recalled it and said, "Well... I'm in my forties, I'm lame in one leg, but I'm pretty good-looking."

"I know, let him wait in my office."

It was almost noon, and there were only a few patients left who had made appointments in the morning. Wang Yan saw the remaining patients, got up, went upstairs, and returned to his office.
To be continued...