C2023 Difficulties
C2023 Difficulties
Yang Bo looked up at him and laughed, "They're helping me advertise!"
Seeing Yang Bo's extremely confident smile, even though Charron was a little doubtful, he could only nod his head and believe it.
Yang Bo originally thought that the Gangaro Family would directly send people to drive him away, but they had actually found a patient, wanting to drive him away, this was not difficult for him at all!
Charron brought the old man and left. The old man was extremely grateful, but Yang Bo didn't understand what he meant.
Doctor Faang stood at the side and secretly sized Yang Bo up. He had an expression of curiosity on his face, as he found it hard to imagine that someone who was originally sitting on a wheelchair could actually walk out.
Yang Bo waved towards Doctor Faang, who looked behind him and immediately ran over.
"Are you curious? Do you want to learn the workmanship of this acupuncture technique? " Yang Bo asked.
Doctor Faang opened his eyes wide and nodded in panic, "Yes, yes!"
Yang Bo laughed, "It's hard to learn my skills, you probably can't learn it. However, I can help you do some small changes, the effects aren't that obvious, but it's definitely better than normal acupuncture!"
Yang Bo's acupuncture was mainly based on spirit energy, he did not have any techniques, but he had a lot of long-lost acupuncture methods that he could give to the Doctor Faang.
On the second day, Yang Bo and the rest rushed to the medicine hall. There, they saw that a long queue had already formed outside the door.
Even though Yang Bo had already guessed it, he was still very surprised facing such a situation. Fortunately, he had his bodyguards on his side that he could use, so he commanded them to open the way and sent Doctor Faang in to unlock the door.
The door did not open immediately. Doctor Faang stood outside and shouted loudly to everyone: "Please line up according to the order. Our Medicine Hall only receives ten patients per day, so I will issue ten number cards next!"
Doctor Faang raised the white plate in his hands. He bought these last night, and then continued in a loud voice: "I hope everyone can cherish this hard-earned opportunity, our fees are extremely expensive. If it's just an ordinary illness, it's best to give the opportunity to heal it to someone else!"
As Doctor Faang said this, he couldn't help but look in Yang Bo's direction. Seeing that Yang Bo didn't react, he finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Hearing Doctor Faang say that, the people below immediately started clamoring.
Yang Bo did not understand Doctor Faang's words, but he had an interpreter by his side. Regarding the words of Doctor Faang, he had no objections, the treatment of some of the more difficult problems was more suitable for his plan.
The words of the Doctor Faang still had an effect, the number of people queuing up decreased a little. Some squeezed through the crowd and walked towards the outside, but more people still stayed behind.
Very quickly, the Doctor Faang began to issue out the number plates according to the order of the group. The number ten plates were really inconspicuous, in the blink of an eye, they were all issued out.
Those who received their number plates were filled with joy. Those who didn't receive their number plates were immediately displeased.
The ruckus at the scene became even louder, with many people standing at the back of the line and shouting loudly.
Yang Bo did not understand, and did not allow the translator to explain either. He went around the crowd and entered the infirmary.
The Doctor Faang was extremely anxious. After seeing Yang Bo walk in, he immediately ran over to ask for directions, "There are really too many people without a number plate, can you send some more? Otherwise, if the crowd becomes angry, I won't be able to control the situation! "
Yang Bo sat in front of the desk, lit the alcohol lamp and started to boil the tea of the day. He slowly raised his head and stared at Doctor Faang, but did not speak.
Doctor Faang's face was filled with anxiety. Hearing the shouts outside, he became even more anxious, but he didn't dare say anything in front of Yang Bo.
"Do you think you're stupid?" Yang Bo asked.
Doctor Faang was stunned, "Why?"
"Who was the one who came to see you yesterday? It's Charron, he's the Chief of the Police Station, don't tell me you didn't leave his contact details for me? " Yang Bo asked.
Doctor Faang looked very awkward, and nodded immediately: "I will contact Chief Charron right now, contact me right away!"
Yang Bo then nodded: "Contact him and explain the situation here. Let him handle this!"
"Alright!" Doctor Faang hurriedly replied.
Not long after, Yang Bo heard a burst of roars coming from outside, the noise gradually disappeared, and he laughed, it should have some effect right?
Very quickly, Doctor Faang walked in with the patient. His face had already calmed down and he arranged for the patient to sit in front of Yang Bo.
The patient did not come alone. There were also four or five people following behind him. These people looked like followers. One of them had a similar appearance to the patient, so he was most likely his son.
"Hello, how should I address you?" Yang Bo asked.
The patient looked to be in his fifties and his face was sallow. He looked at Yang Bo and said, "You can call me Old Baker."
"What's wrong with you?" Yang Bo asked.
Old Beck hesitated for a while, "I've been having diarrhea for the past half month. I've taken a lot of medicine and went to a lot of hospitals, and they haven't cured me yet!"
Yang Bo nodded and did not ask anymore. He signaled the Doctor Faang to come forward.
Doctor Faang stepped forward and instructed the old shell to place her arm in front of Yang Bo, who stretched out his hand to feel her pulse.
After a moment, Yang Bo slightly nodded his head and said: "Since you are here, it means that you have a certain level of understanding towards the fees of our Medicine Hall. The medical fees of the Return of Spring Hall are very high, the lowest is one hundred thousand euros."
"A hundred thousand euros?" Old Baker's son widened his eyes and cried out in surprise.
Old Beck waved his hand and said, "Money doesn't matter. As long as you can cure my illness, it's fine. I can't wait any longer anyway. I really can't take it!"
Old Beck held his stomach as he spoke, as if he felt the discomfort in his stomach.
The brush, ink and paper were already prepared. Yang Bo stood up, picked up a brush, and wrote down the prescription.
Very quickly, Yang Bo gave the prescription to Yue Junyao, "Grab the medicine and grind it into powder."
Yue Junyao did not say much and just followed the prescription to grab the medicine.
Yang Bo looked at Doctor Faang again and explained: "Later, when he has finished cooking the medicinal powder, you will put the medicinal powder on the paste and paste it into his navel. Once you stick to it today and stick to it tomorrow, it should completely recover!"
Doctor Faang was surprised, "Is this how it is going to be handled? How much is the medical fee? "
"One hundred and fifty thousand euros!" Yang Bo said, and in the blink of an eye, he had raised the price by a lot.
Doctor Faang opened his eyes wide, "Isn't it 100,000 euros?"
— — The content is from [Mick Read]