All the people around, you look at me, I look at you, look at each other.

Just now, I was talking about how to treat it, and then it was cured before seeing a few eyes?

"I looked at the time just now, and three minutes have passed. Is this a cure?"

"Could it be that the director of the Song Dynasty pretended to act specially for this effect, but the acting place is too fake."

"What is the identity of the director of the Song Dynasty? There is no need to do such meaningless things on such a grand occasion."

That's what they say, but they have to doubt the truth. Although lumbar disease is said to be caused by strain, but want to cure how also need time.

According to the normal treatment process, it takes at least a week from treatment to recovery. It's amazing that three minutes is the end of the whole process.

"It's gone. It's all gone."

Hearing these doubts about Lin fan, song Mingjie waved displeasantly: "the exchange conference is about to start, you hurry back to your seats and get ready."

After taking away these melon eating people, he looked at Lin Fan's eyes with gratitude: "Dr. Lin, I know why Professor Ning is so respectful to you."

He had seen his lumbar disease for such a long time that he was cured in three minutes. Such superb medical skills are worthy of its name. Song Mingjie's heart is full of expectations for this exchange conference.

"The director of the Song Dynasty falsely praised that your lumbar pain is not a serious disease." Lin Fan said with a smile.

Ning caichen pulled Lin fan to one side, and his tone was still full of blame, but after the surprise, he said, "good boy, you can do it, let me worry in vain."

"Ning Lao, I just said very clearly that it can be cured."

Ning caichen's complaint, listen to di Lin fan is helpless: "you do not believe, think I exaggerate."

"You just said that it will be cured in 10 minutes. Now you can see where it takes ten minutes. You can cure it in three minutes."

's old face is red. Ning Tsai laughs and scolds, "aren't you worried about me?"

"Old Ning, you are shameless." Lin Fan was ashamed.

Look, look, the famous sword is coming.

Dr. Fan, Dr. Fan is here. This is our pride.

When I was young, I got the title of doctor of medicine, and I was still in the field of brain science. It's amazing.

Suddenly, there were shouts in the Chinese area, and the eyes converged on the entrance of the hall.

I saw a young man in a suit and a pair of leather shoes. High in the eyes, with a strong sense of pride.

"Dr. Fan is here, and now we have another valiant general in the Chinese camp."

Seeing fan Huai, song Mingjie rushed to meet him: "doctor fan, it's hard to come from the capital city, isn't it?"

"Director Song, on such a grand occasion as the international medical exchange conference, without me, there will be no taste."

Ignoring song Mingjie's hand, fan Huai nodded: "as a representative of our Chinese camp, I will be inferior if I don't come."

He takes back his hand, and song Mingjie is not happy. I've heard that this famous Dao is very proud. Now it seems that he is so proud that he is not even the director of the Department.

However, talented people are generally like this. After thinking about it, he laughed: "Dr. Fan, I'd like to introduce you to Professor Ning caichen, who is also the vice president of our Chinese Medicine Association. This is..."

"Director Song, wait a minute. Who did you say he was just now?"

Before Song Mingjie finished speaking, fan Huai frowned and interrupted: "vice president of Chinese Medicine Association? When will we have such an association in China? "

"Dr. Fan, we have always had an association of traditional Chinese medicine in China."

"Professor Ning has played an important role in the development of traditional Chinese medicine, and..."