Song Rongrong snorted coldly: "Respect? I only respect those masters with real talents and real learning. As for charlatans who are bluffing and deceiving, I don't deserve Song Honor's respect!"

After that, he pointed to the old man beside him, and introduced with a proud face: "This is Shi Tianqi, a well-known genius doctor in the south of the Yangtze River, and his granddaughter."

Ye Chen looked up, slightly taken aback.

These two people are one old and one young, looking like a pair of grandparents.

However, their clothes are obviously different from others.

The old man was over sixty years old, wearing a green bamboo cloth robe, a pair of old-fashioned black-framed reading glasses, a long white beard, and shining eyes. He looked like a Lianjiazi.

The girl standing next to him was about eighteen or nine years old, wearing a loose student cheongsam, short hair with ear-length bangs, bright eyes and bright teeth, exuding a cold classical atmosphere.

However, Ye Chen paid more attention to this girl's appearance, because in Jinling City, he had not seen many people who were comparable in appearance to the "No. 1 Beauty" Xiao Churan.

Compared with Xiao Churan, this girl's eyes are sharper, and there is a faint arrogance, which seems difficult to approach.

Seeing Ye Chen looking over, Shi Tianqi nodded lightly, but the girl was extremely cold, without the slightest expression.

Song Rongrong said to Song Wanting again: "Sister, I think the person you are looking for is only in his early twenties. He may not have memorized all theories on yin and yang, five elements, temperature and cold, etc., but he claims to be a master. If it spreads , people will laugh at our Song family for being so stupid that they don't believe in medical skills, but believe in superstition instead?"

Song Rongrong's words were pointed at Ye Chen with a gun and a stick, which made Ye Chen stunned, why did he become a liar?

At this time, Song Rongrong clasped his fists at the old man again and said: "Old Shi, it's my younger sister who is ignorant and rushed to the doctor in a hurry, so don't be fussy like her."

Shi Tianqi said very humbly: "Young doesn't necessarily mean you don't have real talents. Mr. Song doesn't have to be so suspicious of this little friend."

Song Rongrong sighed, and said, "Mr. Shi, you don't know something. My sister, who goes to the doctor when she is sick, is always deceived."

Song Wanting's expression was also a little ugly at this time, and she blurted out: "Brother, what do you mean by that?"

Song Rongrong asked: "Am I wrong? I heard that you were deceived by a so-called Feng Shui master in Hong Kong before, and you haven't woken up yet?"

"You..." Song Wanting couldn't hold back.

The matter of "Master Lai" was indeed a failure of her own. She didn't expect that she would be fooled by a liar from Hong Kong. Fortunately, Ye Chen was present, otherwise she would be in bad luck.

However, Song Honor obviously didn't know Ye Chen's ability, so he dared to speak nonsense in front of Ye Chen.

At this time, Song Rongrong said to Ye Chen again: "Boy, I don't know how you deceived Wanting, but don't try to deceive my Song family. This old Shi, the imperial physician of the three generations of ancestors, you are a little Little charlatan, I advise you to leave quickly, lest you ask for trouble!"

Song Wanting's face was extremely ugly, but she couldn't find a reason to refute it. After all, Ye Chen looked too young, and this alone was not convincing. If she hadn't seen Ye Chen's extraordinary, she would not have believed it. Ye Chen, if I continue to use Ye Chen's feng shui to talk about things, I'm afraid he will make a fuss about it.

However, she did not expect that Ye Chen was very calm about this, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's okay, a small person like me, just watch from the sidelines, and never disturb this apricot grove to save people."

"You are acquainted."

At this time, a middle-aged man came out of the house and said, "Wanting, Honor, your grandpa is dying soon!"

Shi Tianqi hurriedly asked: "Where is old man Song? Tell me to go and have a look!"

"In the back house, please follow me." Song Rongrong hurriedly led the way, leading the grandparents and grandson to the backyard.

Song Wanting hurriedly pulled Ye Chen to follow.

When everyone came to a luxurious and classic room in the back house, they saw a dying old man lying on a big bed made of huanghuali wood.

The old man's face was haggard, his face was like gold paper, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he was enduring great pain. JrNovels.com