"You always follow your own ideas. If you really don't have enough money, I still have some more money here."

Fang Han smiled.

The old man couldn't stop him and was willing to do it, but he couldn't stop him.

It can be easier to cooperate with Guan Baocheng. To be honest, the old man’s level is actually that.

He is in his sixties and is still very young. The old man is in a tough body. Not to mention a hundred years old, Fang Han thinks it should be fine to live past eighty years old. Guo Wenyuan is in his eighties and is still energetic and looks like an old man in his sixties.

As a doctor, Fang Han will not blindly follow.

What old people are old and it’s time to rest. They have worked hard all their lives, and they have to enjoy themselves when they are old. They cannot be generalized.

If the elderly are willing to rest, then they will rest. If they don’t, then they will find something to do. Sometimes they are used to being busy and want to be idle suddenly, perhaps their body is not as good as before.

As for traditional Chinese medicine, letting things go naturally is the way to maintain health.

It is very beneficial for the elderly to do things they like and do what they can, as long as they are not overloaded.

Otherwise, the same is true for retirement syndrome.

Retirement syndrome is not only a mental illness, but also a physical one.

"Forget it, let's see it then."

The old man smiled and said, "If it really doesn't work, we will take less shares. Your little money is not enough to get a gap between your teeth. Keep it and buy gifts for my granddaughter-in-law."

How rich can Fang Han be?

The old man knew that Fang Han was not a random spending, and now he was well paid in Jiang Intermediate People's Court, but after all, he was a young doctor and had to save up to 70,000 to 80,000 a year.

rich?

At best, one hundred thousand is a big mark.

Such a big thing, where can you go for a hundred thousand yuan?

He just talked to Fang Han.

"I have about 3.7 million people around me now."

Fang Han said: "How about I give you the card tomorrow, how much do you use to get?"

"Ahem..."

The old man suddenly coughed lightly: "How many?"

More than 3.7 million?

I have saved up all my life, and even if I counted what I spent, I guess I haven't made so much money over the years, right?

"I'll answer a call."

As he was talking, the phone rang and it was Jiang Feng who called.

"You're coming?"

Fang Han was stunned and smiled and said, "Okay, welcome, then I'll buy more vegetables and have dinner at home tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Han said to the old man: "Grandpa, I'll go inside and take a look. A few colleagues will come tonight and buy more vegetables."

"Go, I'll wait here."

The old man nodded and watched Fang Han walk away.

How did this kid make more than three million?

Is it so profitable to be a doctor now?

The old man was not worried about Fang Han's misfortune, and he still knew his grandson.

Fang Han knows what kind of personality, what kind of person, what to do, and what not to do, and what to do, and how worry-free he is.

The vegetable market is not big, and it has been around Penghua Village for many years. Usually, not only villagers will come to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, but also nearby vendors and tenants, and their business is still good.

Now the village is about to be relocated, tenants and vendors have changed places, and the vegetable market seems to be much more depressed, and less than half of the vendors who set up stalls are the same.

When Fang Han entered, Ms. Tian Ling and Long Yaxin were carrying vegetables, while Comrade Lao Fang was chatting with a vendor in his fifties. A young man of twenty-five or six sat next to the vendor.

"It turns out to be impotence."

Fang Han finally understood what Yuan Mingming was sick. He saw that the other party had a stagnation of liver qi and discomfort of heart qi, but he didn't know what the symptoms were. The liver qi and discomfort of heart qi were caused by many symptoms. Without a detailed question or a pulse, it would be difficult to draw conclusions casually.
Chapter completed!