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"Really?" Hearing Ding Zhe's words, Kang Binwen blushed.

For a while, I couldn't get more excited.

"You will know when you come with me."

Ding Zhe walked into the room behind him with the silver needle box.

And Kang Bowen also walked in.

The people around are all looking forward to it.

Less than 5 minutes.

Suddenly.

Everyone heard Kang Bowen's hearty laughter coming from the room: "Hahaha, okay, okay, Miracle Doctor Ding, you will be my big brother from now on..."

Then, everyone saw Kang Bowen walking out excitedly.

Less than 5 minute before and after.

Kang Bowen turned out to be like a different person.

before entering the room.

Kang Bowen feels dark and full of danger.

Those sunshine and open-mindedness are all pretended.

But at this moment, sunshine and open-mindedness were written on his face.

This has to be said to be a miracle.

And this miracle doctor Ding actually cured Kang Binwen's illness, which even the three great doctors in Yugang City avoided.

Simply amazing.

For a while, everyone's belief in Ding Zhe's medical skills reached an incomparable level.

After Kang Bowen was cured, he didn't leave Nanshantang Medical Center immediately.

Instead, like Xue Heng, he acted as a buddy and followed him around.

He actually stayed.

Ding Zhe continued to treat the rest.

The free clinic on the second day was basically except for Kang Binwen's intractable diseases.

There are no more difficult-to-treat diseases remaining.

Under Ding Zhe's medical skills.

The long line outside the door gradually shortened.

Finally resolved to zero.

Two fifty in the afternoon.

The sky outside Nanshantang Medical Center suddenly became dark.

Accompanied by a few thunderclaps.

The pouring rain suddenly poured down.

Ding Zhe asked the last few patients to enter the medical hall to sit down.

He planned to use the remaining time to cure these patients, and then went to pick up his wife from get off work.

I don't know, at this moment.

Suddenly all the people looked outside the medical hall together.

It turned out that it was outside the medical hall.

At some point, an old man was standing there.

The old man is thin and thin.

He looked about fifty years old.

Shirtless, bare legs.

The shoes on the feet were also worn out.

He had a cane in his hand.

Looking forward to the hospital hall.

Those eyes were full of confusion and pain.

Ding Zhe just cured a patient, so he raised his head to look at the old man, and said, "Old man, do you want to see a doctor?"

And the old man didn't come in, just stood at the door, letting the wind blow and rain.

Ding Zhe frowned, got up and walked out of the hospital, reaching out to help the old man.

Unexpectedly, the old man took a step back, then looked up at Ding Zhe with apologetic eyes and said, "I'm afraid this illness will bring you disaster."

"Hehe, is it?"

Ding Zhe smiled.

Then he turned and pointed to the couplets on both sides of the gate of Nanshan Hall and said, "Old man, look at what is written on my couplets."

The old man looked up at the couplet, and then read aloud: "I hope people in the world are free from disease; why not put medicine on the shelf to make dust."

"Yeah, since I opened a medical clinic, I have a heart of a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded." Ding Zhe said calmly, "You are sick, and I am here to save you. If you can't, you just go..."

"Good good."

Hearing that, the old man couldn't help but sighed.

Stretching out his withered palm, he wiped the rainwater on his face lightly, then limped into the hospital with a rattan cane.

When all the patients around saw him, they backed away one after another.

Ding Zhe invited the old man to sit across the table.

And Ding Zhe stretched out two fingers to touch his pulse lightly.

Then, Ding Zhe couldn't help but gasped.

Then he stared at the old man.

"how?"

The old man looked at Ding Zhe with a wry smile: "I'm not talking nonsense, my disease will indeed bring you disaster!"

Ding Zhe didn't speak, but stood up with his hands behind his back, and paced in the medical hall.

There was a serious expression on his face.

There are still several patients in the medical hall who are undergoing prescription treatment.

It was a little strange to see Ding Zhe like this.

You know, throughout the past two days, Ding Zhe has been conducting free clinics.

It is almost a cure for the disease.

Moreover, Ding Zhe has always been full of emotions from the beginning to the end.

The face is full of happiness.

But at this moment, he lightly touched the old man's pulse with his two fingers, and immediately showed a solemn expression.

Could it be that this old man's disease is more difficult to cure than Kang Bowen?

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, the faces are incredible...

On the other hand, the old man sighed and limped towards the outside on his crutches.

"Where are you going..." Ding Zhe turned and looked at the old man.

"I said, my illness is going to bring you disaster, I'd better go..." The old man shook his head and was about to step out of the hospital.

As he said that, the old man glanced at the pouring rain outside the door again, and muttered to himself: "I am a person who cannot be tolerated in the world, and it is best to fend for myself..."

Boom!

Thunder roared outside the hospital.

Lightning illuminated the sky and the earth.

On the other hand, Ding Zhe walked over to stop the old man with his hand, and at the same time said to himself: "Yes, you have this disease, you must die first and then be born again..."

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if I'm dead, what about your medical center?"

"Your medical clinic just got out of the circle today, and you already have a name among the wealthy people in Yugang City. For me, it's a waste of your bright future, and the gain outweighs the loss..."

The old man shook his head.

All the patients around heard the conversation between the two, and they seemed to be playing games.

One by one you look at me, I look at you...

The face is incredible.

During this period, Kang Bowen just walked out of the drug treatment room at the back.

When he saw the old man, he was taken aback.

At the same time, he looked at Ding Zhe hesitantly.

On the other hand, Ding Zhe smiled lightly and said, "It's easy for me to come to this clinic, and it's easy to go there too. What's more, I cured your illness, it might not be a fortune."

After finishing speaking, Ding Zhe said to the old man: "You go to lie on the bed over there first, and I will make arrangements and treat you later."

The old man didn't move, but looked at Ding Zhe gratefully.

The latter smiled slightly, turned around and said to all the patients in the hospital: "Okay, today's free clinic is over."

"Then, I'll come back tomorrow..." The few remaining patients all looked at Ding Zhe with earnest eyes.

"Tomorrow, I'm afraid it won't work..." Ding Zhe shook his head.

"Why?"

"That's right, Miracle Doctor Ding, didn't you agree that you will have a free clinic for three days?"

"That's right, free clinic for three days, it's only two days?"

Everyone asked in a hurry.

"It's three days, but I'm afraid the hospital won't be able to open tomorrow." Ding Zhe said indifferently, as if talking about something unimportant: "But don't worry, once I open, I will make up for the third day. of……"

"All right……"

So everyone left with regret...