Ye Fan joked: "Besides, the patient this time is not difficult."

"Tsk, that's really arrogant."

Guo Shiyu, who was surrounded by several women, glanced at Ye Fan disdainfully: "Can this also be blown?"

Ye Fan frowned and looked at Guo Shiyu: "At least it's better than someone making a wrong diagnosis."

"Ye Fan, what do you mean?"

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Guo Shiyu couldn't help but burst into anger: "You are great if you can see a few patients?"

"In this world, you can't just treat a few patients and be awesome."

"Besides, don't you have any idea whether you can correctly diagnose all these patients?"

Another woman couldn't bear to see Ye Fan being praised by everyone: "Shiyu, let's go, President Xiong and the others want to create a god, we can't compete with him."

"It's true that such a shameless thing is so embarrassing to be proud of."

The second beautiful female companion also looked at Ye Fan with disdain: "People nowadays really have no bottom line for fame and fortune."

“TCM is over!”

"Shady story!"
Chapter completed!