I am the Almighty King of the City

Chapter 82
Li Jianming, a young acupuncturist, muttered something in his mouth after receiving the call from his master, quite dissatisfied.

Ever since the medical clinic moved to this remote place, there is less and less oil and water.

In the past, the unit price in the city was not high, but the flow of people was very large. Occasionally, a few bottles of medicine were sold at a high price, and it was not a problem to get some kickbacks. Now...

"This old guy, I don't know what to think. He doesn't make any money he can make."

Li Mingjian was full of resentment. When he first came here, he still wanted to learn some knowledge of Chinese medicine. Later, he found that learning Chinese medicine was troublesome and he was discriminated against by his peers. He simply changed his mind.

With this skill, wouldn't it be nice for me to make some money and gain a reputation?

It is better to prescribe some western medicine according to the pathology than to learn the trivial skills through suffering and suffering.

At this time, he felt more and more that the black "witchcraft" theory of Chinese medicine was not completely unreasonable.

Can it be more accurate than high-tech instruments?
Yin-yang and five elements, meridians and collaterals, qi deficiency and blood deficiency... who can prove it?
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Ye Fan and Shi Wenhui entered the medical hall. The medical hall was simply furnished, except for the medicine cabinet, there were only a few hospital beds and tables, chairs and benches at the front desk.

The moment Ye Fan saw Li Jianming, Ye Fan had a toothache. He finally remembered who the familiar voice was just now, it was the acupuncture young man in the hotel.

Shi Wenhui nodded slightly to Li Jianming, and then walked to the medical hall with Ye Fan, full of leadership style.

Li Jianming frowned, thinking this is the old guy's guest?

His eyes moved to Ye Fan, and Li Jianming frowned even deeper. He recognized Ye Fan, the boy who spoiled his good deeds.

"Get out! Who let you in?" He stood up suddenly and roared angrily.

This voice was quite astonishing, startled the woman waiting to see a doctor, and stammered: "Doctor...doctor...what's the matter?"

Li Jianming said angrily: "I didn't talk about you, just wait for the treatment, don't talk."

"Ah." The woman was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Okay."

Ye Fan knew that the acupuncture youth recognized him, but he was not worried. He came with Shi Wenhui. Now that this situation happened, Shi Wenhui should naturally handle it.

Seeing seven of the acupuncture youths dissatisfied and eight of them dissatisfied, Ye Fan smiled playfully.

No matter how you say it, Shi Wenhui is still the leader of the city hospital. The acupuncturist is really using a lantern to go to the toilet - seeking death.

Shi Wenhui was really blown away, who in the hospital didn't treat him respectfully, the dean and president shouted at him, and now someone told him to get out, who could bear it?Anyway, he couldn't stand it.

"Are you Zhang Laohei's disciple? You are just like him, no big or small, no respect for you."

After all, Shi Wenhui had been a leader, and when he spoke this training, his eyes were majestic and full of momentum.

Once Li Jianming lost his temper, he was not a fool, he knew the old guy's temper, just like the stones in the latrine - it was smelly and hard, and the old guy could invite him into the house, it must not be ordinary people.

After thinking for a moment, Li Jianming showed a fake smile on his face and stepped forward: "When I see a doctor, I don't like to be disturbed. I didn't pay attention for a moment... I'm really sorry."

"Please sit down, master, the old man will be back soon." Li Jianming led Shi Wenhui to his seat, then looked at Ye Fan, and said coldly, "Who let you in? You are not welcome here."

The old man's identity is unknown, so it's not easy to offend, but Ye Fan is a young boy, and at most he is the role of a follower, so the old man will not interfere in the affairs between the two of them.

Li Jianming's wishful thinking is excellent, and he has a deep memory of Ye Fan.

In his eyes, Ye Fan and his purpose are the same, he is the role of a toad who wants to eat swan meat.

The problem is that Ye Fan, a toad, has to tear himself down a lot in order to eat swan meat.

"Go out soon?" Li Jianming said again.

Ye Fan was unmoved, and even wanted to laugh a little.

If the three of them reached an agreement, then he would be the major shareholder of the clinic. It would be quite interesting to think about an employee of the acupuncture youth yelling at the boss.

Li Jianming became angry when he saw Ye Fan's eyes full of sneers and arrogance. He looked left and right, and finally found a short stick in the corner.

"If you don't go out again, don't blame me for being rude!" Li Jianming pointed his stick at Ye Fan, ready to strike at any time.

The patients in line couldn't wait any longer, and started pointing and talking to Ye Fan in a low voice.

Shi Wenhui didn't expect such a thing to happen, coughed lightly, and said, "I brought him here."

Li Jianming was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Shi Wenhui to express his support, but then he thought of an idea and said, "Master, our medical center uses secret techniques to treat patients and save lives, so it's not convenient for outsiders to watch.

Of course, you are always the person invited by the master, so naturally there is no restriction, but he..."

Li Jianming looked at Ye Fan, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Young man, why don't you go out first?" the woman who couldn't wait said weakly.

Ye Fan smiled, "Why am I going out?"

The woman said: "Because it's someone else's clinic."

Ye Fan said: "I was invited by the owner of the medical hall. Is he the owner of the medical hall?"

The woman was silent and dissatisfied.

Li Jianming said disdainfully: "A well-known person in my master's circle, invite you, a brat? What do you have that deserves my master's invitation?"

Shi Wenhui could see that Li Jianming and Ye Fan had deep grievances. He didn't understand what was going on between them, and he didn't speak casually.

Seeing that Shi Wenhui stopped speaking, Li Jianming heaved a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

This guy is really unreliable.Ye Fan glanced at Shi Wenhui, but he didn't feel any resentment.

He and Shi Wenhui were nodding acquaintances, even if there was a debt, he owed Shi Wenhui more.

Looking at Li Jianming, Ye Fan said calmly: "You are not qualified to participate in the matter between me and your master. Honestly, it will not be good for you to meddle in your illness."

Pretend!Li Jianming couldn't see this the most, hehe sneered, "How can I ask you, a guy with no hair at all, to teach? You know medicine? Please go out when I'm treating a disease, okay?

Didn't your family teach you the word respect?That's right, looking at you, it seems that your family members are also idiots who haven't gone to school. "

After Li Jianming said these words, he was so comfortable. Seeing that Ye Fan was silent, there was a winner's smile on his face.

"Bang!" Li Jianming was knocked back a few steps and hit the table and chair behind him.

"Wow." The bystander opened his mouth wide.

No one expected that Ye Fan would make a sudden move. Feeling the strange gazes around him, Li Jianming's face turned red and then pale, and he said from embarrassment, "You're looking for death!"

As he said that, Li Jianming, who was a head shorter than Ye Fan, immediately rushed towards Ye Fan, punching him.

It's too slow... Ye Fan smiled contemptuously, grabbed Li Jianming's wrist with one hand, and twisted it slightly.

Arms pressed against his back, and immediately, Li Mingjian half-kneeled on the ground, crying out in pain.

"What did you just say?" Ye Fan smiled brightly, "I want to hear it again."

(End of this chapter)