Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

"Elder Wang, what's the matter?" Xu Fan couldn't help asking aloud when seeing Wang Guoqiang's appearance.

Wang Guoqiang shook his head and smiled bitterly, "An old guy with a stubborn temper. I kindly asked him to come and treat his illness. Instead, he said that I was laughing at him, that old boy, when I was young, it was the donkey temper!"

It seems that the atmosphere is a little dull, Wang Guoqiang waved his hand, "Don't talk about the old guy, after you enter the army, Xiaozi Xu, you have to curb your arrogance, there are all the top genius evildoers!"

Of course, Xu Fan would not tell Wang Guoqiang that he did not need to enter the army, nor would he tell Wang Guoqiang that his talent had been recognized by Qinglong and was granted privileges.

Although Wang Guoqiang has a high position, he doesn't know much about cultivation, so he just thinks that Xu Fan's talent is excellent, but he doesn't know how good Xu Fan's talent is.

At this moment, the two of them were chatting, and there was already a loud laugh outside the yard, "Pharaoh! Where is the little genius doctor you mentioned? A month ago, they always told me that there was a little genius doctor, why? Are you here just now?"

Laughing, an old man with all white temples and a gray tunic is already proficient in opening the wooden door of the yard and striding towards Wang Guoqiang.

Wang Guoqiang got up to greet him, and came to a bear hug with the old man. Only then did he introduce Xu Fan, "This is my old platoon leader. He fought better than anyone else. He saved me three lives, but unfortunately he didn't open his head. War, the rank is not as high as mine."

The old man curled his lips at Wang Guoqiang, and unceremoniously revealed Wang Guoqiang's shortcomings. "Who was blown up by a grenade and cried and shouted to go home?"

Wang Guoqiang's face blushed, "Who was not like that the first time? Later, when did I humiliate you?"

It can be seen that Wang Guoqiang has a very good relationship with this old man, and it is not exaggerated to say that it is a fateful friendship. Therefore, Wang Guoqiang's ridicule is more like an injustice for the old man.

At this moment, the old man turned his face to look at Xu Fan. While looking at Xu Fan, he stretched out his palm towards Xu Fan, "My name is Tang Jinjun. This month, Lao Wang always mentioned your name to us. Even to the point where I can't forget it, the calluses in my ears are rubbed out."

During Tang Jinjun's conversation, he was so casual and friendly. Xu Fan had already respected Wang Guoqiang's old comrades. At this moment, seeing that Tang Jinjun was not brazen at all, he already had a good impression of Tang Jinjun.

Xu Fan didn’t know that even if Tang Jinjun had no arrogance anymore, as Tang Jinjun, he was a bit arrogant and could be so easy-going with Xu Fan. Apart from Wang Guoqiang’s obsession, he had already implanted Xu Fan’s magic in Tang Jinjun’s mind. Inside.

But even so, when Tang Jinjun saw Xu Fan, he was still taken aback. The reason is simple, Xu Fan is too young! Medicine has always been more popular with the older the seniority. Xu Fan is so young that Tang Jinjun increasingly thinks Xu Fan is extraordinary, so he is so friendly to Xu Fan.

"Hello, Mr. Tang, my name is Xu Fan, but it's far from a genius doctor."

Gently hold the two hands and separate them directly.

The three of them were seated, and Wang Guoqiang began to introduce Tang Jinjun’s condition to Xu Fan, “This old guy used to be my old platoon leader and pulled me out of the ghost gate again and again, so he was injured. The most serious one is Three pieces of shrapnel were embedded in the chest near the heart. Although they have been removed, they have suffered sequelae..."

As he was talking, Tang Jinjun was taken aback and moved his muscles and bones for a while. At this moment, there was an unbelievable look on his face, "Pharaoh, why does my chest suddenly stop hurting!?"

Wang Guoqiang looked at Tang Jinjun with a look of shock, "Suddenly it doesn't hurt anymore?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's not stuffy, it seems that the legs and feet are also a lot cleaner." Tang Jinjun stood up excitedly, jumping around like a child. Only those who have been tortured by illness all the year round can understand that health is the most important thing. Priceless fortune.

"This...what's going on? Xu Xiaozi hasn't treated you yet, why did you just get better?" Wang Guoqiang looked at Tang Jinjun with excitement on his face, a blank expression on his face.

No matter how powerful a genius doctor is, it is impossible to just look at a person and heal a person's illness directly, right? Moreover, Wang Guoqiang understood the seriousness of Tang Jinjun's illness. Although it seemed that there was nothing serious about it, once the attack occurred, it would only take a few days to leave.

Why is it suddenly healed? God has appeared?

At this moment, Tang Jinjun and Wang Guoqiang calmed down together, their eyes widened, and they looked towards Xu Fan.

Compared with Tiangong's manifestation, the two of them were more willing to believe that Xu Fan cured Tang Jinjun, but Wang Guoqiang didn't even finish talking about the illness, so why did Xu Fan cure him?

"Xu, Xiaozi, how did you cure this old guy?"

In fact, Tang Jinjun’s illness was of course not the manifestation of the gods, but Xu Fan used the Hanging Pot Sutra to separate an internal force to help Tang Jinjun repair and nourish his body. Now Xu Fan’s strength has reached the late stage of the earth, and just shaking hands is enough for Xu Fan. The internal force was sent to Tang Jinjun's body.

As for asking about the condition, there is no need at all for Xu Fan.

Since he was Wang Guoqiang's old comrade-in-arms, Xu Fan wanted to know with his toes that Tang Jinjun's illnesses were naturally left on the battlefield back then, and it was more appropriate to use the Xuanhu Jing to treat them.

"Um... Actually, Don’s injury is not serious. Maybe it’s because Tang was too happy just now, plus I just used some special skills, so..."

Of course Xu Fan would not explain to the two of the Sutra of the Hanging Pot or the late stage of the stage.

Although Tang Jinjun Wang Guoqiang heard Xu Fan's explanation at this moment, he was still shocked.

When you are happy, your illness will heal? If the treatment could be that simple, wouldn't the large group of people in the hospital starve to death?

However, since Xu Fan was unwilling to say how Tang Jinjun was cured, the two of them are not good at asking the bottom line. It is a good thing when they are cured. At this moment, Tang's marching into Wang Guoqiang is extremely excited, pulling Xu Fan to swig .

During the period, two old comrades of Wang Guoqiang came again. Xu Fan also took advantage of the gap between handshake to transfer internal force into the two of them. After a while, he cured the old disease that had plagued the two for many years.

Of course, the two also showed shocked expressions one after another, only to worship Xu Fan as a living god.

At this moment, Wang Guoqiang's last old comrade-in-arms also rushed by in a car, but this one's temper was extremely hot, and he hadn't entered the door yet, and his rough voice entered the courtyard.

"Wang, what little genius doctor can let me Yang Zhentian come here in person?"