Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

Yue Junyao reluctantly took the prescription and started to grab the medicine.    

Yang Bo conversed with the bureau chief for a while longer, setting down the time every day when the old man would come to massage his body, as well as the things to take the medicine. Only then did Yang Bo find out that the bureau chief's name was Charron Bastian.    

Charron was rather friendly, "Mr Yang, don't worry, I'll help you spread the news around the circle later. I guarantee that a fire will break out here!"    

However, Yang Bo carelessly waved his hand and said, "You also saw the notice I placed outside, right? I only receive ten patients a day, so the reception is limited. You better not introduce everyone to me! "    

Chief Charron immediately came to his senses, "Mr Yang doesn't need to worry, I won't casually introduce them to you!"    

Since the fees here were so expensive, there weren't many people who could treat this illness!    

The traditional Chinese medicine was placed in the medicine hall to cook the medicine, so after Chief Charron and the others chatted for a while, he stood up and took his leave.    

He led his father out of the door and saw that there were people in the crowd who were dodging, hiding behind the crowd, as if they were afraid of him. He looked at them carefully, and without saying anything more, he left with his father, and in order to bring his father here, he ordered his subordinates to work time so that they would not be able to come over. It seemed that someone had violated the rules, but he was not in a position to say anything more about it.    

Following that, everyone entered according to the trump card arranged by the Doctor Faang, and walked to Yang Bo one by one to check his pulse.    

After finishing each pulse, Yang Bo would first determine the condition of the other party and then directly set the price according to their condition.    

"This is a gallstone, it's a common disease, it's not a good idea to treat it here, I advise you to go to the hospital!"    

"How much is the treatment?"    

"One hundred thousand euros!"    

The person had originally thought that the Little Medical Center would be cheaper, but who would have thought that it would be so outrageously expensive? He was looking down on patients from the start! He hesitated for a moment and then opened his mouth to curse.    

He did not expect that there would be a hubbub from outside. He turned around and saw several policemen standing outside the shop. They had taken the initiative to maintain order on the scene for this infirmary!    

"Your place is too expensive!" The man dropped the note on the table and left.    

The number plate was just a piece of paper, it lightly fell on the table without any deterrence.    

Yang Bo thought to himself that he should go and make the ten numbers. It wouldn't be too troublesome if he could only give out ten numbers every day.    

The following few common illnesses were all persuaded off by Yang Bo's price.    

In the beginning, many people did not believe Yang Bo's bid, but after seeing several people being rejected, everyone started to discuss.    

Yang Bo doesn't understand, the Doctor Faang explained it to him, but Yang Bo didn't mind at all. He waved his hand and said," It doesn't matter if they talk about it, as long as it's a good reputation or a bad one, as long as it's a good one, there's nothing bad about it!    

Doctor Faang was puzzled, but he did not have time to ask, because the people behind him had already walked over.    

When Number Eight walked in, he looked vigorous and in good condition. He didn't look like he was sick at all!    

Yang Bo swept a glance, and waited for the other party to sit down, then asked: "From the Police Station?"    

The man nodded and smiled. "I heard from my colleague about your medical skills early in the morning, so I ran over to line up. I have a hidden injury on my body, and when it rains, the pain will be severe!"    

Yang Bo stared at him, but did not check his pulse. He admired this kind of man, these people were basically all injured because of men, this kind of wound would usually last a lifetime, but, he still asked, "Is it a gunshot wound on their shoulder? Catching the wounds of a criminal? "    

The man nodded. "Capture a murderer."    

Yang Bo stared at him and spoke out: "I believe you should have seen the first person who came in. I gave him the price of one hundred thousand euros for an internal injury.    

The man stared. "So expensive?"    

The annual income of the France Police was around fifty to sixty thousand, after deducting the taxes and household expenses, if he wanted to save ten thousand euros, it would take him at least half a year!    

Yang Bo nodded, "This is the rule, if you are willing, you can nod your head. If you are not, you can turn around and leave."    

The man hesitated for a moment before nodding his head, "Alright then. Help me treat it. Even though it's a bit expensive, at least you won't have to feel uncomfortable anymore."    

Yang Bo pointed upstairs: "Go upstairs and wait for a while, I'll help you massage later!"    

Following that, Yang Bo received another two patients, who were not serious illnesses, and were sent away by Yang Bo.    

In just a short hour, all ten of the spots had been used up. Facing the surging wave of people, Doctor Faang could only turn around and ask Yang Bo for help.    

Yang Bo waved his hand, "I'm going upstairs. Let everyone come back tomorrow!"    

Doctor Faang was helpless, and could only convey Yang Bo's words, there were many people who were not willing to allow Yang Bo to treat them, but when they found out that Yang Bo had charged a high fee, they disagreed with him, a foreigner. Thus, everyone started to jeer blindly at him!    

Doctor Faang was just a weak scholar, how could he stop so many people from jeering at him?    

Yang Bo did not say much, he only glanced at the few policemen who were watching the show, and said to Doctor Faang: "Call Chief Charron!"    

Yang Bo's words were said in English, and many people heard it. The few policemen originally had their arms folded as they watched, but after hearing Yang Bo's words, they became anxious, and immediately went to help Doctor Faang to maintain order.    

Yang Bo turned and went upstairs.    

The effect of using spiritual energy to massage was extremely obvious. Spiritual energy could help the body recover its function, eliminating the dead cells in the body, and increasing the cell's vitality. The effect on internal injuries was even more obvious.    

After a moment of massaging, Yang Bo stopped and said: "I'm done!"    

The man sat on the chair with his eyes closed. Just as he was feeling comfortable, he suddenly heard Yang Bo say that it was over. "So fast?"    

Yang Bo nodded his head, "It's fine, it's going to rain tomorrow. You can feel it tonight."    

The brawny man was somewhat dubious as he turned around and walked downstairs.    

A day of treatment work ended in the morning, and when Yang Bo walked downstairs, the spectators outside had already left. However, Yue Junyao had surrounded him.    

"I've asked around. This place has a very high salary. The salary is 10,000 euros per week!" Yue Junyao said.    

Yang Bo stared, "Nonsense, how can you be so tall?"    

Yue Junyao raised her eyebrows, "Oh, no? "Since there isn't any, I won't work anymore. I won't die from hunger anyway!"    

Yang Bo laughed bitterly: "Alright, then this is the price!"    

"The price has risen, 20,000 per week!" Yue Junyao stared at Yang Bo and said, "You, Zhou Pi, a patient who earned so much money and was unwilling to give me even the slightest bit of pocket money, you are truly stingy!"    

Yang Bo nodded, "Alright, I'll give you forty thousand!"    

Yang Bo looked at Yue Junyao. He really couldn't understand, even if he was rich, would Yue Junyao have any place to spend money?    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]