"Whether or not you can survive depends on luck. Many people can't endure it." Su Yun said,"otherwise, why would the blood letting therapy be abolished?"
Then, he sneered and said,"Boss, do you know who our ancestor is?"
"Don't talk nonsense. If you say bianque or Hua Tuo, I'll accept it, but if you say you're a Barber, I won 't. " Zheng Ren looked at the medical record and said absent-mindedly.
How did this have anything to do with the barber? Tang Haitao's thoughts were on the barbershop near his house. Every time he went to get a haircut, Tony would ask him to get a card.
Moreover, haircuts were getting more and more expensive. She even personally did her son's hair. After all, he had been on rotation in the neurosurgery department. He couldn't cut it well, but he couldn't damage it either. It's just a skin preparation, what's so difficult about it?
