Douluo: You call this a toy

Yang Fan understood Aunt Sun's meaning, smiled calmly, and asked the family, "How much money do you have?"

The patient was about [-] years old and walked happily around the room. His wife said: "I only have three thousand left in my family. One thousand will be reserved for living expenses and the other two thousand will be given to you. If you don't believe it, you can ask Sister Sun."

Aunt Sun ignored her, turned around and walked out. It was so shameless. She cured the disease and only gave her two thousand. Who in the community is richer than them?

Yang Fan said calmly: "Your family is so poor, even if you don't give me a penny, it doesn't matter."

"Doctor, you are so kind. Thank you. When I have money, I will make up for it."

The woman bowed to Yang Fan, picked up the man and left. When she reached the door, she didn't forget to add, "I don't need the wheelchair anymore. I'll give it to you. It's several thousand dollars."

The man was a little unhappy and was dragged out of the hospital by the woman.

Yang Fan's family members were curious and refused to pay for medical treatment. Yang Fan never imagined that he would meet such people.

Aunt Sun returned and said angrily: "They have at least tens of millions, but that woman drives a Benchi every day and has no money? What a liar, you have such a good heart."

"From now on, you will be charged first and then treated. If you don't pay, you won't be treated. Look at big hospitals. Before the operation, they will ask you to pay enough money before doing it."?

"Okay, I'll take your advice."

After Aunt Sun left, Yang Fan had a sneer on his lips. He thought he was smart and blatantly defaulted on the debt. Can he let it go?

The phone rang, there was a shadow again, and there was something on her mind. Dear patient, don't neglect it. She rushed to the ward. She was playing with her phone and said without raising her head: "Get me a glass of water."

For such a trivial matter, you actually asked him to do it, and said patiently: "With your current situation, you can move around completely. There is no need to hide in the ward."

"What? You have a problem with receiving a glass of water?"

Shadow actually got angry, and Yang Fan was a little unhappy, "Pay the fee first."

"Afraid I can't afford it?"

Shadow put down the phone and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Who knows if you will default on your debt? I just met one who didn't pay a penny for his treatment. Whether you are this kind of person can't be seen from the outside."

"Tch, give me your account number."

Soon, Yang Fan received 50 yuan, and immediately went to the supermarket next door to buy a tea bottle, and directly sent her a bottle of boiled water, which was enough for her to drink for a day, saving her a lot of screaming.

Near noon, an old man came outside the medical center. He looked up at the signboard of Miao TCM Clinic and entered the medical center quickly.

When he entered the consulting room and saw the doctor lying on the table, he coughed twice and sat down opposite.

The hospital was deserted, there was not a single patient, and all the doctors were asleep. The old man knocked on the table.

"Doctor, check my pulse. I don't feel well."

Yang Fan raised his face. When he saw him clearly, the old man looked stunned, then smiled and said, "Doctor Yang, why are you here?"

At this time, Yang Fan also recognized the other person, Mr. Pan, an expert in traditional Chinese medicine at the provincial hospital, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Pan, how did you know I was here?"

When Pan Lao heard this, he retracted his hand in embarrassment, "I heard that a powerful doctor came here, so I wanted to come over and get to know him. I didn't expect it to be you."

"Oh, I run the medical clinic."

Yang Fan did not speculate on the purpose of Lao Pan's visit and told the truth.

"A patient who suffered a fall and suffered high paraplegia was cured by you?"

Mr. Pan looked at Yang Fan uncertainly.

"Is the patient you are referring to named Xiao Hao?"

"Yes, it's him."

Mr. Pan's tone was trembling a little.

"He was cured yesterday. Do you know him?"

After receiving the affirmative answer, Mr. Pan's eyes flashed with disbelief, "He is my patient. I can't cure him. However, I have been paying attention to him. I received the news of his recovery yesterday. I didn't quite believe it, so I came over to see him." Look who it is, haha, it’s you, using Chinese medicine to treat high paraplegia, you are the pride of our Chinese medicine community!”

"Overrated!"

Yang Fan was very happy to be praised so highly by Mr. Pan, and he waved his hands modestly. He did not see that Mr. Pan's legs and feet were shaking with excitement, and his eyes were shining brightly.

"Can you tell me what method you used to cure it?"

Then, I waited with great anticipation for the answer.

"Five Elements Needle."

Mr. Pan looked understanding, "No wonder, apart from Five Elements Acupuncture, there is probably no good way to treat high paraplegia."

He wanted to ask if he could pass on this acupuncture technique to me, but he was too embarrassed to say it.

"In such a big medical clinic, you are the only one?"

Yang Fan shook his head, "I'm too busy myself. I plan to recruit a Chinese medicine practitioner and then a nurse. By the way, you should know a lot of old Chinese medicine doctors. Can you recommend one?"

Hearing that he wanted to recruit a doctor, Pan Lao's eyes flashed with light, "This is no problem, I'll take care of it."

"As for the nurse, the granddaughter of an old friend of mine just graduated from nursing school this year. She wants to work as a nurse in the provincial hospital. She originally planned to stay with me. If you think it's okay, I will let her come to work with you."

"Okay, the acquaintance you introduced will have a monthly salary of [-] for the first three months and [-] for the next three months. If you ask, you can come and work at any time if you want."

When Pan Lao heard that the treatment was better than that in the hospital, and that he had a future with Yang Fan, he immediately said: "I'll call now, please wait a moment."

He walked out with his mobile phone.

After waiting for about half an hour, Mr. Pan walked in with a fashionable girl.

"Doctor Yang, her name is Yin Xiaofu. You two have a good chat while I go out for a walk."

After the introduction, Mr. Pan left.

Yin Xiaofu, with exquisite facial features and phoenix eyes, looked into Yang Fan's eyes and took the lead in asking, "Aren't you the doctor who is here to treat you?"

"You guessed it right, I am."

The girl was good-looking and had a good figure, but her eyes were frivolous and she would not stay in the hospital. Yang Fan made a conclusion in his mind.

"You are so young, what can you do? You don't even have a patient. You don't want a girlfriend, do you?"

Yin Xiaofu raised her mouth slightly.

"I have a girlfriend who is prettier than you."

"Oh, how much are you going to charge?"

"Mr. Pan didn't tell you? Five thousand for the first three months, and ten thousand a month thereafter."

The treatment is better than that in the hospital. It stands to reason that Yin Xiaofu should agree, but she smiled and said, "I won't chat with you every day, will I? I'm not stable in the hospital. Goodbye."

Yang Fan was not surprised at all by this result. Watching her leave, he felt that Xiaolian was still suitable.

"Xiao Fu? Is it settled so soon?"

Just after leaving the hospital, Mr. Pan was standing at the door.

"Grandpa Pan, this medical clinic is half-dead. It will have to close sooner or later. Also, only fools come to see a doctor at such a young age."

Yin Xiaofu looked at her with a sneer and said mockingly: "Miao TCM Clinic has wonderful hands, bragging!"

Mr. Pan lowered his face and was about to reprimand a few words when a van stopped and two groaning patients were carried into the hospital.

"Didn't you say that Dr. Yang is bragging? The opportunity has come, let's go and let you see his medical skills?"

Mr. Pan entered the hospital.

Humph, I don’t believe in walking in sideways and leaving standing.

Yin Xiaofu followed Mr. Pan angrily.

"Sir, my two brothers were attacked by someone. Please take a look."

The speaker was none other than Mu Hui.

Yang Fan walked towards a stretcher, glanced over it, and said, "Multiple limbs are broken."