Thinking that worshiping Zhou Fu as his disciple would bring great benefits to himself and the entire Yang family, Yang Xiaoxiao decided to fight for it unremittingly.
She stepped forward with a shy face, put the large and small bags in her hand on the consultation table where Zhou Fu was sitting, and forced a smile.
"Master Zhou, this is a small gift I bring you. I really like medical skills and would like to learn from you. Just give me a chance and let me become your teacher. I will definitely study hard and work hard to learn from you."
Your medical skills will flourish..."
"No, no, no!"
Zhou Fu interrupted Yang Xiaoxiao impatiently.
He has heard words like this so many times these days that his ears are almost numb and he can even recite them!
Glancing at the things on the table, Zhou Fu added, "Go quickly and take all your things with you!"
Yang Xiaoxiao's face became a little ugly again, but she thought that once she succeeded in becoming a disciple, there would be a lot of benefits, so no matter how embarrassed she was, she had no intention of giving up!
She gritted her teeth, swallowed her anger and continued: "Master Zhou, when you took the apprenticeship examination, you thought that my performance was pretty good. Although my medical skills are not superb, I can treat some common diseases without any problem, and my medical skills are not perfect.
I am also very capable of learning, so if you accept me as your disciple, you will definitely be relieved!"
Zhou Fu ran out of patience and was too lazy to talk to Yang Xiaoxiao anymore, just ignoring her as nothing.
He stood up from the consultation table and turned to look at Qiao Jing, "Come on, let's go over there. I have a case that I want to discuss with you."
Qiao Jing nodded, turning a blind eye to Yang Xiaoxiao, and followed Zhou Fu to the other side.
Seeing the two of them walking away minding their own business, Yang Xiaoxiao stamped her feet angrily.
She now seriously suspected that it was most likely Qiao Laosan who was stirring up trouble in front of Zhou Fu and saying bad things about her, so Zhou Fu refused to accept her as his disciple!
Otherwise, with her fairly good medical foundation, why would Zhou Fu not accept her?
The more Yang Xiaoxiao thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was correct, and he became even more angry.
She ran after her and glared at Qiao Jing fiercely, wishing she could carve a few bloody holes in her body with her eyes and let her die suddenly on the spot.
Catching a glimpse of Yang Xiaoxiao's sinister gaze, Qiao suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Zhou Fu also stopped and looked at her with some confusion, "What's wrong?"
Qiao Jing glanced sideways at Yang Xiaoxiao and said in a cold tone, "Since this person is so annoying, why not just throw her out and not allow her to come in again?"
"Not only her, but also members of her Yang family are not allowed to enter. From now on, our Miaochundang will not treat any illnesses of her Yang family."
As soon as these words came out, Yang Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly opened wider than a bull's eye, and the resentment in his eyes seemed to burst out.
"Qiao Laosan, you are too vicious! What did our Yang family do to you?"
After scolding angrily, Yang Xiaoxiao turned his gaze to Zhou Fu and said provocatively: "Master Zhou, have you heard it? The disciple you want to accept is such a vicious and cruel person. Her character is simply bad.
It's reached the extreme, now you can see her true face clearly, right?"
"Snapped!"
Zhou Fu clapped his hands and said happily: "Okay! This is a very good suggestion! Let's do it. Come and throw this person out!"
As he spoke, he raised his finger and pointed at Yang Xiaoxiao, signaling the two assistants who came over to throw Yang Xiaoxiao out of Miaochun Hall.
Yang Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded for a moment, and he was dumbfounded.
Seeing two assistants approaching, grabbing her arms and dragging her out, she struggled and shouted.
"Wait! Wait! Let me go! Master Zhou, you can't do this..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yang Xiaoxiao was dragged to the door by two assistants and thrown directly out.
"boom--"
Yang Xiaoxiao fell to the ground in response, falling on all fours, like a turtle that had its shell turned over, funny and ridiculous.
She grimaced in pain and felt as if her butt was about to break into eighteen pieces.
All of a sudden, the patients who came to Miaochun Hall for medical treatment and the passers-by all gathered around, talking and pointing.
"What's going on with this guy? Why was he thrown out by Miaochundang?"
"She comes here every day to annoy Master Zhou and pester Master Zhou to accept her as his disciple. Master Zhou was so annoyed by her that he couldn't bear it, so he had her thrown out!"
"Is there something wrong with this person's brain? If he can become Master Zhou's disciple in this way, then the threshold of Miaochundang will not be trampled to pieces every day!"
"Even if she doesn't even look at how much she weighs, if Master Zhou doesn't accept her, it must be because her qualifications are not good, and her qualifications are not good enough. Why do she have the nerve to come and pester her to become a disciple? She must be too thick-skinned!"
"So, you still have to be self-aware, otherwise you will end up like her sooner or later!"
"..."
Listening to everyone's discussion, Yang Xiaoxiao's face instantly became extremely embarrassed.
Being thrown into the street like garbage in front of everyone, this is simply a shame and humiliation!
For a moment, Yang Xiaoxiao was so angry that his liver hurt.
But seeing more and more onlookers coming, she didn't care about getting angry or the pain. She quickly got up from the ground, covered her face and ran away.
After Yang Xiaoxiao fled the scene, everyone still had an unfinished discussion and then dispersed one after another.
In Miaochun Hall, Qiao Jing and Zhou Fu didn't pay too much attention to this matter. They had already started to treat patients.
Half an hour later, Qiao Jing suddenly received a call from Qiao Lin.
She answered casually, "Second sister, what's wrong?"
Qiao Lin's hearty and cheerful voice came from the mobile phone, "It's okay, it's okay, I just couldn't help but want to call you and give you a like!"
Hearing this, Qiao Jing was a little confused, "Give me a like?"
"Yeah, my eldest sister and I have heard about Yang Xiaoxiao's story. It's so funny and exciting. It's a pity that we didn't see her thrown into the street with her arms stretched out, otherwise it would have been even more exciting! Hahaha
…”
Listening to Qiao Lin's laughter through the phone, Qiao Jing could imagine her leaning forward and backward with laughter.
Qiao Jing couldn't help but curled her lips, raised her eyes, and caught a glimpse of Zhou Fu waving to her, gesturing for her to go over and help. She nodded slightly in response, and then said to Qiao Lin: "Second sister, I still have patients here, don't worry about it yet.
Chatted."
"Okay, go ahead and do your work, I'll laugh some more by myself!"
After Qiao Lin finished speaking, Qiao Jing hung up the phone and continued to see the patient.
It was busy until the afternoon before all the patients scheduled for the day were treated.
However, just after resting for a while, Zhou Fu received a call.
After answering the phone, he turned around and got the consultation box.
Seeing this, Qiao Jing asked aloud, "Master Zhou, are you going to see someone at home?"
Zhou Fu slung the consultation box over his shoulder and explained: "The call just now was from the Zhan family. They said that Mr. Zhan was feeling a little uncomfortable and the situation didn't seem to be good. He asked me to come over."
After saying that, something suddenly occurred to him and he added: "Just in time, you can go too. You have treated Mr. Zhan before and you know his condition well."
Zhou Fu had said so, and Qiao Jing couldn't refuse, so he nodded and said, "Okay."