Everyone turned around and saw an old man wearing a gray-haired, gray-black Tang suit, but in a very good spirit, walking in.

"Hahaha, the ones who dismantled your signature are all these little beasts, it has nothing to do with me. Besides, what are you doing when you go back to your hometown? I almost lost my life..." Mr. Luo was obviously very familiar with the people coming, and laughed again, even directly scolding his children and little beasts, which opened Ye Xiu's eyesight.

"I'm not your nanny, what does it have to do with you when I go back to my hometown?" The white-haired old man glared at Luo Hu fiercely, obviously still being dissatisfied with the Luo family coming to make trouble.

He just got off the plane and received the call, and then he rushed over. As soon as he came in, he saw so many people, so it would be strange if he had a good face.

"Gaga, okay, don't be angry, it's all the little guys who are ignorant. At worst, I will pay for your store decoration this year..." Mr. Luo grinned.

"Hmph!" The white-haired old man waited for Luo Hu again, then looked at Ye Xiu, and said with a smile: "Do you guys come to my Duan Jitang to apply for the job?"

"Yeah!" Ye Xiu nodded.

"Do you have a medical license?" asked the old man in white hair again.

"No!" Ye Xiu's answer was very straightforward.

"Where is the teacher?" the old man asked again.

"I said, Lao Duan, I almost died just now. None of your disciples can help me wake me up. It's all thanks to this little brother. Do you think he is poor in his ability?" This time, before Ye Xiu spoke, Mr. Luo said dissatisfied.

"Isn't this a habit? Just because of your massage technique just now, it's fine to be a attending doctor. As for the medical license, Old Man Luo, if you have a good relationship, you can help you get it!" The white-haired old man smiled awkwardly.

"No problem, I'll cover it with me..." Mr. Luo agreed immediately.

Not to mention Duan Jitang and the Luo family, even Ye Xiu was stunned.

Apply for the job now?

Or in this way?

"Okay, I won't bother you to treat the disease. I have to get a medical license for my little brother. By the way, my little brother, what's your name?" Only then did Mr. Luo remember that he didn't know Ye Xiu's name yet.

"Ye Xiu..." Ye Xiu spoke.

"Good name, Qing'er, please exchange contact information with Brother Ye. After you have completed your medical license, you will send it to Brother Ye. In addition, if Brother Ye has any needs in Jinghai in the future, even if you tell me, your daughter, your business is mine..." Mr. Luo raised a thumbs up at Ye Xiu, and said to a tall woman wearing black jeans.

This woman is Luo Qing'er, the youngest daughter of Mr. Luo.

Luo Qing'er was stunned. The boy saved his father's life. With his father's character of affection and righteousness, she could understand this.

But the question is, shouldn’t this kind of thing be left to the elder brother to express his importance to him?

Why do you have to leave it to yourself?

"Okay, father..." Although he was puzzled, Luo Qing'er agreed immediately and left the contact information with Ye Xiu directly.

Ye Xiu didn't think much about it, thanked Mr. Luo, and watched the Luo family leave with Duan Jitang's people.

After the group of people left, the white-haired old man's eyes turned directly to Duan Jitang's doctors, everyone, including Duan Yujiao, lowered their heads.

"Master, it's all my fault, I..." Duan Yujiao was about to apologize to the old man, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by the old man.

"You did this right. As a doctor, you should have such responsibility. You should take Brother Ye to the living room first, and I'll come here later..."

"Oh, OK, Mr. Ye, please..." Duan Yujiao made a false request gesture to Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu looked at Dr. Duan and knew that he would definitely scold these doctors. He immediately followed Duan Yujiao and walked inside.

At this time, in the parking lot outside Duan Jitang, Luo Hu got on a black extended Mercedes-Benz sedan with his help. The eldest son Luo Zhen originally wanted to sit in the back seat with his father, but his father rushed to the driver's seat. Instead, he asked his younger daughter Luo Qing'er to sit in the back with him.

Luo Zhen was puzzled, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he had to drive the car obediently.

Luo Qing'er also sat next to her father with some anxiety. She vaguely felt that her father must have something to say to her, otherwise she would never sit with him.

My second brother, three, and sister-in-law were all driven to several other cars.

"Do you know why I asked you to leave his contact information alone?" After the car started slowly, Luo Hu looked at his little daughter and spoke slowly.

"I'd like to ask my father to solve his doubts..." Luo Qing'er said carefully.

Even Luo Zhen, who was driving, raised his ears. He wanted to know why his father made such a arrangement?

"I hope you can make him the son-in-law of my Luo family..." Luo Hu said lightly.

Luo Qing'er's face changed.

Is his father getting himself close to that kid?

"Dad, are you too much? Even if that kid saves you once, he will be kind to our Luo family. It's great to give him more money or other help. As for sacrificing his sister's lifelong happiness?" Luo Zhen, who was driving, said with some dissatisfaction.

Luo Hu has three sons and one daughter. The relationship between his sons is average, but they all love this little sister very much. When Luo Zhen heard that his father actually asked his little sister to approach the boy, he felt very uncomfortable.

"What do you know? Do you really think he cured me by medical skills?" Luo Hu ignored his son's driving in front and glared at his son.

"What's the point of not relying on medical skills?" Luo Zhen murmured.

"True Qi, and it is extremely pure true Qi. That kid is probably the legendary innate master..." Luo Huyu said earnestly.

Luo Zhen, who was driving, shook his body, and the cars driving normally shook.

A congenital master? Even though the Luo family has not been in the martial arts world for many years, they still know what a congenital master represents. A young man in his twenties is actually a congenital master. How is this possible?

As for Luo Qing'er, she looked even more dull.

He only heard his father talk about some things about martial artists in the martial arts world when he was young. But weren’t the innate martial artists mentioned by his father all a group of 50 or 60 years old? How could he be a young man of similar grade to him?

"Boy, drive well!" Luo Hu almost hit the seat and whispered to his son.
Chapter completed!