Medical Sovereign

The restaurant was quickly surrounded on three floors and three floors outside. Even the safe passage was full of people, queuing up to ask Ding Ning to see a doctor, and there were still people coming after hearing the news.

Ding Ning wanted to refuse after a good meal like this, but he changed his mind as soon as he felt the mermaid tattoo squirming non-stop. This is a good opportunity to absorb reputation points wantonly.

So, after hastily grabbing two mouthfuls of food, Ding Ning discussed with the owner of the hotel who came over after hearing the news, and booked the restaurant on the third floor, and he came to treat people.

The owner, Xu Qingsong, is also a smart person, not to mention these young and old, he can't afford to offend, just the little genius doctor's free consultation on site at Qingsong Hotel is also a great gimmick to promote the hotel.

After Ding Ning helped him cure the rhinitis that had plagued him for many years, Xu Qingsong was so happy that he even waived his meal fee, donated the entire third floor, and mobilized the hotel waiters to help maintain order.

At the side, the sons and sisters were sitting on the side talking and eating while watching Ding Ning treat their illnesses. They didn't understand what Ding Ning did at first, but when they saw the patients being cured by Ding Ning, their faces showed the hope of getting rid of the torment of the disease. With a relaxed smile, he left with a thousand thanks, and was suddenly touched by a certain sensitive line in his heart.

Think about the first half of their lives when they stomped on people everywhere relying on their family background, lived a life of drunkenness, and thought they were great, but at this moment, they looked at the grateful and sincere smiles on the patient's face, and thought about those who were bullied by them. With flattering and hypocritical smiles on people's faces, they suddenly feel that such a life is so empty and meaningless.

Laughing at them is just awe of the power behind them, rather than gaining their sincere gratitude like Ding Ning.

There was a sudden silence at the wine table, and a boy said sullenly: "I am so envious of Brother Ning."

This sentence speaks out everyone's heartfelt thoughts, and the little witch, Wen Rou Rou, is also very emotional: "I feel that I have wasted my time in the past twenty years, and I have not done a single meaningful thing."

"We are not as good as Ding Ning."

Wei Biaobiao was also deeply touched, and took a drink from his glass.

"My brother is the best."

Sister Ye Huan was the happiest to be recognized by so many people, and said proudly.

"It makes sense, and I think so too, brother is the best."

Pan Xiangyun didn't have to be ashamed anymore, he just changed his name to "Brother", which made Sister Ye Huan feel a strong sense of crisis,

Looking at each other, seeing the vigilance in each other's eyes, isn't this girl trying to rob brother from us?

"Hey, seeing the smiles on their faces, I think maybe being a doctor who saves lives is more meaningful than being a star."

Lan Mengdie looked at Ding Ning with a lot of emotion, always with a faint smile on his face, treating every patient gently, never at this moment, the image of this man was so tall in his heart.

"It's better to act than to be moved. I'm full and I'm going to help my brother."

Pan Xiangyun made up his mind to recognize Ding Ning as his elder brother, so he put down the dishes and went to help maintain order.

"My handwriting is not bad, I can help Brother Ning write a prescription."

Sister Ye Huan was about to follow up to help, but Ruanrou, the little witch with mild hyperactivity, stood up uncharacteristically to help.

"I'm full, eat slowly, I'll see if I can help."

As soon as Yang Ge put down his chopsticks, he immediately stood up softly.

"Md, you all go to help, do we still have the heart to eat? I will also help."

A brother complained, but his face showed eager anticipation, and he stood up.

"Go together, go together, you can drink wine at any time, but I don't think such a meaningful thing has the opportunity at all times."

"Yes, let's go together. Today we are here to support Brother Ning. He is busy, but we are eating and drinking here. It's too rude."

"That's right, now I finally know what it means to taste the same, I can't eat it anymore, let's go, go help!"

A group of sons and brothers seemed to have been reborn, and suddenly wanted to do something meaningful, so they put down their bowls and chopsticks and went to help together.

Even Teacher Liu and Lan Mengdie couldn't sit still anymore, so they went to help.

As a result, a strange scene appeared in the restaurant on the third floor of Qingsong Hotel. More than a hundred young men wearing famous brands and with extraordinary bearing actually acted as runners. Completely liberated.

Only Wei Biaobiao, Luo Zhicheng and others were left. Luo Zhicheng shook his head with a wry smile, and raised his hand to invite Wei Biaobiao.

Wei Biaobiao walked over with the wine bottle, poured a glass for Luo Zhicheng, poured a glass for himself and drank it down, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Master, I'm not as good as him."

"It's not your fault. Ding Ning is not an ordinary person. He has an innate charm that can attract everyone to gather around him. It's like a natural leader."

Luo Zhicheng usually gave Ding Ning a lot of embarrassment, but he never thought that he would speak so highly of him behind his back.

Wei Biaobiao stared at Ding Ning's back in a daze, Luo Zhicheng didn't speak, and poured himself a drink, his eyes narrowed. He knew that although his apprentice was arrogant, he was very savvy, but I can't see through it for a while.

In Xiao Nuo's eyes, the Witch Gang is just a circle of like-minded playmates, but the energy possessed by its members is extremely huge.

For the top figures in various circles in Yanjing, no one wants to incorporate them into their own subordinates, and Wei Biaobiao is no exception. That's why he took the opportunity of Ding Ning's coming to Beijing to integrate into it and bring him under his command .

It's a pity that Ding Ning's unintentional actions have already convinced this group of people, won their hearts, and even subtly changed their temperament and hobbies.

Even though he has a younger sister, Xiaoyao, who is close to the water, he still lost to Ding Ning, a cross-river dragon. I believe that from now on, anyone who wants to deal with Ding Ning will have to take into account the feelings of the Witch Gang.

Although he has the advantage of being Xiao Nuo's boyfriend, Wei Biaobiao has to admit that Ding Ning's personal charm is really heart-wrenching.

Fortunately, he has a free and easy personality, and he didn't feel too much loss because of it. He raised his glass to toast Luo Zhicheng: "Master, I offer you a toast!"

"Have you figured it out?"

Luo Zhicheng picked up the wine glass and drank it, and asked meaningfully.

"I figured it out. I used to be too complicated to concentrate on martial arts. That's why I was stuck in the dark and couldn't break through. Misfortunes and blessings depended on blessings and misfortunes brought me down. Now that I let go, there is a kind of enlightenment." I believe that within a month, we will break through."

Wei Biaobiao said with a relaxed smile, the reluctance in his heart was released, and his whole body became transparent.

Luo Zhicheng showed a happy smile, and said earnestly: "The cultivation of national arts is different from that of ancient martial arts. Ancient martial arts have a set of ready-made cultivation methods, which are extremely dependent on external objects. As long as you practice step by step, it will naturally come naturally, and the cultivation of our national arts is even more important. Emphasis on the state of mind, breakthroughs can only be realized by oneself, if you understand, you understand, if you don’t understand, you don’t understand, with no distracting thoughts, you can climb to the peak of martial arts with dedication.”

"Yes, Master, this disciple will keep it in mind!"

Wei Biaobiao nodded respectfully, and then said firmly: "Master, after I break through my strength, I want to enter the seventeenth game and see a wider world."

"Seventeen innings!"

Luo Zhicheng pondered for a while, "It's good to go in and open your eyes. I'll say hello to your uncle when I come back. You can report anytime."

"Thank you Master!"

Wei Biaobiao was overjoyed immediately, raised his wine glass and toasted Luo Zhicheng again.

"However, you have to remember that besides the branch of our Guoshifu, there are many other schools of martial arts in the Seventeenth Bureau. There are many factions among them, and the relationship is intricate. It's not that simple. It would be best if you can break through before the end of this month. Alright, next month will be just in time for the three-year martial arts conference, and then you will follow your uncle to broaden your horizons, it is difficult for martial arts practitioners to achieve great achievements behind closed doors."

Luo Zhicheng took a sip of his wine and said with expectation in his eyes.

"Warrior Conference? Can I sign up?"

Wei Biaobiao's eyes lit up immediately, and he swore a promise: "I don't need to go to the end of the month, I can break through in ten days at most."

"In the way of martial arts, haste makes waste. Don't be too hasty. You are only twenty-five years old this year. Even if you break through two years later, it is not too late. You must not rush to break through just because you want to participate in the martial arts conference. Remember, the foundation is not stable. It is a taboo for warriors."

Luo Zhicheng warned with a serious expression.

"Yes, Master, this disciple has remembered!"

Wei Biaobiao's heart trembled, and he said respectfully.

"Look, if you can naturally break through and stabilize your realm this month, it won't be too late for your uncle to temporarily add your name."

Luo Zhicheng nodded with satisfaction: "The Martial Artist Conference held in Gusu is held every three years. It is a grand martial art event for martial artists from Jiangnan Road to exchange and learn from each other. It is also related to the division of territory and interests among the major martial arts forces. There is an old man named Marquis Wu of Zhenguo in the Guoshi Mansion, and if he wins, he won’t be able to win by force, so according to the regulations, young people under the age of 30 will mainly fight against each other.”

"Does our Guoshifu still need to divide the territory and interests?"

Wei Biaobiao wondered.

"We don't need it, but other warrior forces do."

Luo Zhicheng said solemnly: "Our National Scholars' Office, as the leader in the martial arts world, is also the organizer and maintainer of the martial arts conference. We must have the absolute right to speak in the martial arts. Therefore, we cannot afford to lose the martial arts conference. Once we lose, our national scholars Not to mention that the prestige of the government will plummet, it will also cause other warrior forces to have other dissents, since ancient times the chivalrous use of martial arts has been banned, and when people are confused, it is easy to cause chaos."

Wei Biaobiao suddenly realized that this Martial Artists Conference, to put it bluntly, was actually a conference for the National Scholars to show off their muscles to the martial arts forces. Although they did not participate in the competition for interests between them, they wanted to occupy a dominant position and become the general existence of the martial arts leader.

There are many advantages to doing this. First, it can deter all warrior forces and make them obey the management of the Seventeenth Bureau. They dare not cause trouble easily and bring troubles to the country. It is mainly based on the line of Guoshifu.

The second is to be able to urge the younger generation of the Guoshifu to study hard, strive for the top, and dare not slack off in the slightest. After all, the master of the Guoshifu is Zhenguo Wuhou, who is a god-like figure in the martial arts world. If the disciples of the Guoshifu lose to others The power of the warriors made the Guoshifu lose face, which is an insult to their beliefs.

The third is to promote mutual exchanges among warriors, broaden their horizons, and increase their knowledge.

The fourth is to be able to find some good seedlings at the martial arts conference, and strive for them to join the 17th round to add fresh blood to the 17th round.

Fifth, during the warrior conference, there will be auctions or exchange meetings organized by warrior forces. If you are lucky, you may be able to find some rare treasures or treasures such as magic tools, talismans, weapons, and armor.

The sixth is the most exciting finale. There can be no grievances between warriors. After the youth competition and exchange, the warriors with grievances can enjoy their grievances without being bound by the law, and compete in the arena to resolve their grievances.

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