Seeing Shen Wanshan speak, Zhong Yuanliang paused for a moment.
"Didn't you hear me talking?" Qin Han said to Zhong Yuanliang with a cold glance.
"Yes!" Zhong Yuanliang replied respectfully, nodding his head. Ignoring Yan Xu's struggles, he picked him up like a small chicken and strode towards the door.
Qin Han then turned his gaze to Shen Wanshan and said coldly, "Don't tell me that the young need polishing. A person's nature is inherent."
"When I'm treating a patient, I will not be disturbed. I won't give face to anyone!"
"I am a Doctor, and in my eyes, there are only patients. If you have come to discuss medical skills, I welcome you. But do not disturb me while I'm treating patients, otherwise, please leave."
Shen Wanshan stood there with an embarrassed face, the president of the Beijing TCM Association, being scolded by Qin Han like a primary school student.
