C22 Sorrowful Tang Song Ming

When Tang Song Ming saw Old Man Qin admit he had made a mistake, he shouted loudly in his heart. He was so scared that cold sweat broke out all over his body and his head drooped down like an ostrich's, afraid that someone would discover him.

"Tang Song Ming, come over here." Old Man Qin shouted.

Tang Song Ming had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk up to Qin Guoyang. Old Qin, you were looking for me? "

"Tang Song Ming, you can resign tomorrow." Qin Guoyang indifferently said.

He had this right. When the Benevolent Virtue Hall had hired Qin Guoyang, they had given him the right to be a doctor who could be excused at any time. In the Hall of Virtue, he was the boss.

"Don't. Old Man Qin, I know I was wrong. Out of respect for my uncle, give me a chance." Tang Song Ming was on the verge of tears. It wasn't easy for him to find a good job through his uncle, so he relaxed for a month. If he lost because of this little matter, it would be terrible.

"I can already be considered to be giving you face by saying this. You are practically ruining the healing process." Qin Guoyang said with a darkened face. He looked down on people like Tang Song Ming for relying on connections to get in. He had wanted to reject Tang Song Ming for a long time, but this was a good opportunity.

"Old Man Qin, seeing that I have some hard work and no contributions, why don't you give me a second chance." He still hadn't given up and hoped that he could get a chance.

"There is no chance left. You'd better get out of here. For your uncle's sake, I'll give you three more months' wages. "

At this point, he knew there was no leeway. He glared hatefully at Qin Guoyang and Elder Li, turned around, and left with a darkened face.

"Alright, everyone disperse," Old Man Qin said to the surrounding crowd.

"This is how it should be, get this mouse poop out of the Benevolence Hall."

"That's more like it."

"..."

Seeing how fair and strict the Qin was, and how there was even a discount, the crowd happily dispersed. They did not forget to ridicule Tang Song Ming on the way back.

At this moment, Tang Song Ming wished he could grow two more legs and leave this troublesome place.

"Elder Li, may I ask who prescribed this medicine?" After he finished dealing with Tang Song Ming, Qin Guoyang asked Elder Li.

"This prescription, it was written by a young Divine Doctor of the Lin Clan clinic." Elder Li replied with a smile.

"Lin Clan clinic? 'Little Divine Doctor? ' Qin Guoyang was a little surprised. To him, there were very few doctors in this kind of small clinic that could be called divine doctors. The person who wrote this prescription was very young? " he asked doubtfully.

"About 20 years old, a pretty young guy. He is the one who saved my life, and his acupuncture skills have reached perfection. " Elder Li was very grateful towards Xu Zhe, saying all the good words of Xu Zhe.

Qin Guoyang was feeling a bit stuffy. He felt that with the knowledge he had gained from the prescription, he was definitely a master of medicine who had immersed himself in the dao of medicine for decades. Unexpectedly, it was a young lad in his early twenties. In his heart, there were only two words: awesome.

On the dining table, Xu Zhe and Lin Chun were shivering. Lin Xiaoxiao looked at them coldly.

Lin Xiaoxiao was a teacher in the medical academy, so she only had two classes today. Thus, she returned to the clinic early, only to find Lin Chun and Xu Zhe sleeping soundly on a chair by the door.

Of course she wouldn't give them a good look.

At this moment, Xu Zhe looked at the table full of delicious food. He felt bitter but couldn't say anything. His tongue felt like it had been drugged. He couldn't taste anything at all.

After a fearful lunch, Lin Chun quickly pulled Xu Zhe and rushed out of Lin Xiaoxiao's Audi A4, saying that he was going to the Medicinal Herbs Market to get some medicine.