The Strongest Magic Doctor in City

"Why would I lie to you? I am just an apprentice of the clinic," Lee Yifann said with a faint smile. What he said was wrong and right.    

He was still studying TCM in Xuande Clinic and was still far from becoming a teacher. Therefore, there was nothing wrong with saying that he was an apprentice.    

Apart from that, he was the master of Rende Martial Club, Wire-Puller of Rende Company, and a powerful warrior.    

However, he clearly did not need to explain these identities to someone like Jiao Dongming.    

Mo Lingyan blinked her eyes and felt a little strange in her heart. She did not know why Lee Yifann only said half of the sentence. It was true that Lee Yifann was an apprentice in the medical center, but it also depended on what kind of medical center he was in.    

The medical center he was in, the head of the medical center, was the famous Holy Doctor Cang Xuande!    

But since Lee Yifann didn't want to say it on purpose, she didn't need to say anything. Anyway, there were some things that didn't need to be explained to outsiders. She just needed to be clear about it.    

Jiao Dongming felt inexplicably relieved at this moment. Humph, so he was just an ordinary TCM apprentice.    

If that was the case, it would definitely not be a problem for him to take Mo Lingyan back!    

Thinking of this, his face was full of smiles. "Learning medicine first this year is actually very promising. His position is also quite high and he can also make friends with powerful people. It's quite a good occupation."    

These words sounded like praise, but when it came from Jiao Dongming's mouth, it sounded like a kind of sarcasm.    

Lee Yifann smiled and did not say anything.    

Seeing his expression, Jiao Dongming even more firmly believed that he was just an ordinary TCM apprentice.    

At this time, a person hurriedly ran in, came to Jiao Dongming's side, and whispered a few words.    

"What?" Jiao Dongming was shocked. "You said Dr. Mike came?"    

"Yes!"    

"___ nodded and said, Then hurry up and invite him over! What are you dawdling for? " Jiao Dongming glared at him, then quickly went out to welcome him.    

After a while, under the curious gazes of everyone, Jiao Dongming led an old man who looked to be in his sixties with sparse hair and looked like a scholar into the clubhouse.    

The hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at the old man in surprise.    

"Teacher Mike, please come in!" Jiao Dongming warmly greeted the people and arranged a seat for him. He asked curiously, "Professor Mike, why are you here all of a sudden? Weren't you having an exchange meeting with someone in Shanghai City?"    

Mike said in fluent Mandarin, "The exchange meeting is almost done, because I heard that there are a few archeological sites here. So I came to see. I just happened to know that you are here, so I came to see you."    

" Oh, so that's how it is! " Jiao Dongming suddenly realized.    

Mike looked at the people around him. "Who are these people?"    

"It's like this, Teacher Mike. I was supposed to have a classmate gathering today. They were all my former classmates. I was just chatting, but I didn't expect you to come. You gave me a big fright!" Jiao Dongming said very respectfully.    

"Classmate!" Mike suddenly understood.    

At this time, some people could not hold back their excitement and ran in front of Mike, "May I ask if you are from America?"    

"En!" Mike nodded.    

That person seemed very happy. "That's true!"    

The others also surrounded him, as if they had seen a big star. They said in an envious and worshipful tone, "You are really amazing. You even know Mandarin!"    

"So awesome!"    

"[You sound so cute when you speak Mandarin!]"    

"I like you!"    

The group of people chattered, and each of them had a sincere smile on their faces.    

Mike smiled and nodded. He dealt with everyone, while Jiao Dongming followed by the side.    

Lee Yifann, who was standing by the side, saw this scene. He could not help but roll his eyes. He shook his head and sighed.    

"Yifann, what are you sighing about?" Mo Lingyan was stunned. She was not interested in Mike, so she did not go.    

Wu Xiaoxiao, Wu Xue and the others did not care about it either. They were all very surprised by the behavior of their classmates.    

Lee Yifann chuckled, "It's nothing. I just suddenly felt very sad!"    

"Sad?" Mo Lingyan was stunned and blinked. "What's so sad about that?"    

Lee Yifann leaned lightly on the long chair and tapped the ground with the tip of his foot. He said somewhat bored, "Look at them now. Do they look as fanatical as fans meeting their idol?"    

Mo Lingyan turned her head to look and saw the crowd surrounding her. They chattered and asked questions. Everyone had a kind of warm smile on their faces. They were fighting to talk to Mike. She nodded. "I think so."    

"What does that mean?" Wu Xiaoxiao and the others looked puzzled.    

"Let me ask you, fans are very passionate when they see their idols. It can be interpreted as admiration for their idols, right? Then this old man and these people, could it be that they are also fans and idols? Obviously not. " Lee Yifann said faintly.    

" This... "Everyone was stunned for a moment." No, this Mike is only young master Jiao's teacher. He has nothing to do with the others. "    

"En, this means that these people have already taken root in their knees. Talking to a foreigner is like a great honor." Lee Yifann suddenly showed a sarcastic look.    

Everyone was stunned, and then they furrowed their brows.    

After Lee Yifann's reminder and compared it to the reaction of the crowd, it was really like this.    

Mike clearly had nothing to do with these people, but these people were rushing to talk to him. It was fine if they just talked, but each of them had an extremely honored expression on their faces.    

If it wasn't because they admired foreign people, no one would believe it.    

The voices of these people weren't soft, and when they reached their ears, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on top of their heads.    

Some people immediately felt extremely awkward and hurriedly retreated.    

Some people seemed to have been poked by a point and instantly reached their climax. They fiercely glared at Lee Yifann, "What nonsense are you spouting!"    

The hall immediately became quiet. Everyone stared at Lee Yifann in unison.    

Many people had malicious gazes. No one wanted to be called an outsider. It would not be nice if this spread out.    

When an ordinary person was looked at by so many people, he would panic. Then, he would shut his mouth in fear and choose to be a coward in the end.    

However, Lee Yifann did not show any signs of fear. He looked at everyone with an indifferent expression. The corner of his mouth curled into a mocking smile, "Nonsense? Hehe, I wonder how ugly some people look when they kneel and lick their boots. Since you've done it, don't be afraid of others saying it. "    

"You!" Some people were furious.    

"You bastard, stop talking nonsense here! Teacher Mike is a PhD in archaeology, what's wrong with us chatting with him? Did he eat your rice? " Some people were quite indignant and defended themselves.    

"That's right! What does it have to do with you when we speak to Teacher Mike!"    

"Don't meddle in other people's business here!"    

"Who do you think you are? Who do you count as?"    

Some people were flustered and exasperated as they started to attack.    

Mo Lingyan was a little worried about the aggressive crowd. She pulled Lee Yifann's sleeve and said, "Yifann, how about we stop talking..."