Zhang Fan had an innocent look on his face!
Dammit, there's no place left!
In all of Tsinghua, only this area has a storefront; walked a whole round, and only this place is a bit bigger!
Medicine Boiling Room, a must-have!
Otherwise, seventy square meters would be enough!
"Let's settle here!" Zhang Fan said to Luo Qi.
"Are you sure you really want to choose this place?" Luo Qi asked again!
"Absolutely sure!" Zhang Fan nodded.
As for the clinic next door? What's it got to do with me?
He's not planning on making money off of it!
Hearing this, Liu Zhiwei, who was standing at the door, sneered!
His clinic is both the school's infirmary and his own.
He had heard that previously when Yang Dawen was around, the clinic got trashed once by Zhang Fan!
But he's no Yang Dawen.
Dare to trash his stuff? Really think he's a pushover?
"Dr. Liu, won't having a traditional Chinese medicine clinic next door affect us?" a middle-aged man whispered to Liu Zhiwei.
