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As soon as Fang Mo said the words "More money is required", he laughed angrily.

Nima!

In this small port city, two Crouching Dragon and Phoenix chicks gathered at the same time.

It turns out that you are also a lay Buddhist who adds money.

I have admired and admired for a long time, and I am disrespectful and disrespectful!

The strong man next to him, who had initially planned to fight Fang Mo, grinned almost to his ears when he heard the number 100 million.

He wished he could see Fang Mo defeated.

In a place where everyone pays 50 yuan for medical treatment, Fang Mo has to be slapped with a goatee and the price starts at 100 million.

He was originally unhappy with Fang Mo because of the conflict just now, so Fang Mo's defeat was naturally something he liked to see.

"Boy, let me jump in line for 100 million."

"Hahaha, can you get 100 million? Just go to the back and queue up."

The strong man's sarcastic voice just came out.

Fang Mo glanced at him contemptuously;

"Don't talk to me if your penis is too small. How can I have a sense of presence without you?"

"you……"

After saying this, he looked up at the old man with a goatee with a somewhat cold gaze.

I just wanted to curse my mother.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"Okay, 100 million is 100 million, but my husband will go to your medicine room to pick the medicine himself. Is it okay for him to prepare the medicine himself to save people?"

Fang Mo turned around and saw Ning Yuelan, who had parked her car, walking towards this side.

Goatee was slightly surprised when he saw Ning Yuelan's appearance.

However, this old guy did not agree to Ning Yuelan’s request;

"I'm sorry, but on the territory of the Chinese Medical Hall, you have to follow our arrangements for treatment."

"Otherwise, what should we do if he makes a random move and this patient dies here?"

Yo!

Unexpectedly, this elderly version of the money-added layman still has some sense of responsibility.

"Human life is priceless. Besides, this person can probably provide you with some crucial clues. Otherwise, you wouldn't have gone out to steal people in the middle of the night this morning. The clues he can provide are of great value to you. It should be much greater than 100 million."

"Besides, what the old guy from Huayitang said is right. It's always wrong to jump in line. Even if there is a reason, we still delayed other patients' time for medical treatment..."

Ning Yuelan muttered a few words in a low voice, then raised her head and said loudly;

"Old sir, 100 million is 100 million, we are willing to pay for it."

Fang Mo was slightly shocked, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

It's not that Ning Yuelan is so sensible, but she is surprised that Sister Yuelan has always been cold and arrogant, and is famous for her bad temper in front of outsiders.

Why is it that the goatee of the Chinese Medical Hall is so easy to talk to today?

Could it be that Sister Yuelan is in awe of the medical masters here because she has heard the story of the Chinese Medical Hall's hanging pot to help the world, and she doesn't care about being beaten because she doesn't have money?

"One million is a way to show them financial strength. If you want to acquire this Chinese Medical Hall in the future, this 100 million will just be used as a meeting gift to ask for directions."

"What's more, if the stalemate continues, it will not be good for both of us. If this guy dies, the impact will not be good."

"There are really people who are so arrogant that they die in front of the Chinese Medical Hall and die in front of the Chinese Medical Hall. That will cause serious damage to the reputation of the Chinese Medical Hall."

"Then you two will completely break up, let alone your subsequent acquisition plan."

Ning Yuelan pursed her red lips into a thin line, and her voice came out of her nose in a whisper.

When Fang Mo heard this, he suddenly realized.

It turns out that it’s not that Sister Yuelan has become easy to talk to. She made this concession purely for me!

"Okay, this 100 million will be used as a deposit for the future acquisition of Hua Medical Hall. It can also be used to show their strength, so that this old man with no medical ethics can rest assured."

Fang Mo snorted and dragged Jin Xiyu up the steps.

Jin Xiyu's condition is even worse now, his face is as golden as paper, his eyelids are drooped, and he may lose consciousness at any time.

Every time I raised my feet, I had to take a few deep breaths.

Goatee suddenly came forward at this time.

"Come on, hand me over, clumsy one."

"After a while, the patient may be dead from exhaustion even if he is not poisoned. Can't you see that he has no strength?"

"Then what do you want to do? Do you want me to carry him in?"

Fang Mo glared at the old man angrily. Jin Xiyu was not short, a full 1.8 meters tall.

Princess Fang Mo hugs a 1.8-meter-old man. The scene is so weird.

"The young man looks very strong. He can't even carry a man of his age who weighs over 100 kilograms, right?"

Goatee teased Fang Mo with a playful smile.

It seemed that because of Ning Yuelan's generosity, this guy no longer continued to raise prices to show Fang Mo's expression.

Although his performance was not enthusiastic, it was much better than when Fang Mo first saw him walking out of the vermilion building.

The next moment, Goatee bent his knees and turned his back to Fang Mo;

"Here, let the patient come up, and I will carry him in."

You carry it in! ?

Fang Mo was stunned and looked up and down at the goatee's rickety little body.

He was almost amused.

Where did this old man get the confidence to dare to say that he could carry Jin Xiyu?

The goatee tilted his head and said angrily;

"Why are you dawdling? Do you really want to kill people in my Hua Medical Hall?"

"You can only seal a few acupuncture points to prevent his toxins from flowing into the arteries, but his current movement will speed up his heartbeat and increase his blood pressure."

"Didn't it indirectly enhance the effectiveness of poison in attacking the heart?"

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't want him to die, just bring him up."

Initially, Fang Mo still had a disapproving expression, until he reviewed the old man's first words in his mind, and his pupils gradually dilated.

The Nine Palaces Return to Yang! ?

How did he know that I used Jiugong Huanyang acupuncture?

This old guy with no medical ethics can tell at a glance what acupuncture method I used?

His mouth was dry and he opened his lips, about to speak.

Goatee dragged Jin Xiyu away impatiently, and then lifted Jin Xiyu up while Fang Mo and Ning Yuelan looked at him in confusion.

"Only your ink marks."

After saying that, Goatee walked straight into the Chinese Medical Hall.

This scene is even weirder.

The old man with the goatee was only as tall as Jin Xiyu's shoulders. He was such a thin and hunched old figure, carrying an adult man weighing more than 100 kilograms.

It looked like he was walking quite easily and as fast as flying.

Fang Mo's Adam's apple rolled;

"Is this old guy cheating?"

Ning Yuelan poked Fang Mo;

"Stop the ink stain and follow quickly to see what's going on."

Arriving inside the Chinese Medical Hall, Fang Mo smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine as soon as he entered. In fact, Chinese medicine is not unpleasant, but many people cannot accept the smell.

It has a somewhat bitter smell permeating the air, which may be very uncomfortable for people who are sensitive to smells.

But in fact, serious Chinese medicine medicine halls are fragrant.

Those various Chinese medicines with mild medicinal effects are mixed together to exude a permeating taste. In addition to being bitter, there is also a hint of sweetness.

It's a bit like Americano coffee, and only those who are really used to it will find it delicious.

The most important thing is that not only does this thing have no harm, it even has many benefits for the human body.

Soaking in the traditional Chinese medicine hall all year round and breathing in the strong smell of Chinese medicinal herbs can cure some stubborn diseases.

It is an exaggeration to say that longevity is prolonged, but patients with chronic diseases feel it most obviously and will gradually feel the benefits.

For example, old rhinitis patients or chronic pharyngitis.

Fang Mo took a look at the antique interior building, which was built in the style of a courtyard.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see the four directions, east, west, north and south, each with an open door and no window.

It is said to be a clinic, but in fact it is more like the lobby of a temple.

There is a Chinese medicine doctor sitting cross-legged inside, and there are a few assistant-looking people beside him.

There is only one patient in each room, and there are more doctors than patients.

Fang Mo couldn't help but complain in his mind, no wonder so many patients were queuing outside in the bright sun.

Just for this efficiency, it would be amazing if the speed at which Huayitang treats patients can go up.

"Hey, old man, why don't you go get some medicine..."

The next moment, Fang Mo suddenly noticed that Goatee was walking towards the outpatient clinic to the south.

According to Fang Mo's observation, there should be medicinal materials in the North Clinic, which is directly opposite the gate of Hua Medical Hall!

"It's medicine that's three parts poison, don't you understand?"

Goatee never looked back;

“In addition to acupuncture and dispensing medicine, traditional Chinese medicine also includes cupping and scraping.”

"These two methods are the best treatment options for his current situation."

"But saving his life will take up a lot of my time. You can move the chairs out of the South Pharmacy and sit in the middle of the main hall to treat the patients on my behalf."

What! ?

Fang Mo almost made this sexy old man with a goatee laugh angrily.

I am here to work for you for free?

I don't just want to give money, I want to be a money-giving boy.

Are you still going to work for free?

"Tsk, your Zen medical skills are only so-so. You can handle some ordinary patients, but there are no particularly serious patients among the patients queuing up outside today."

"Don't worry, you can handle it."

After saying this, Goatee wanted to leave.

Do you fucking think I hesitated because of this?

Fang Mo's nose was almost pissed off at his crazy attitude.

I fucking owe you something?

He couldn't help it at all;

"Brother, it's not like I didn't give you any money. Don't you want 100 million yuan to save people?"

"Even if we pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, we don't owe each other anything. What's more, who knows whether you can cure people? I have to help you watch the scene?"

No, why! ?

"You don't think you can boss me around after you see that I have used the Nine Palaces to Return Yang, and that I know Zen medical skills, right?"

"Nine Palaces Returning Yang is one of the iconic acupuncture techniques of Zen medicine. Since you know Nine Palaces Returning Yang, it's not surprising that you recognize Zen medicine at a glance. I won't accept your trick."

An old guy who is pretending to be a ghost.

Fang Mo's acupuncture techniques were all inherited from Jade Pendant.

He knows better than anyone else which acupuncture techniques are Zen medical skills and which ones are what the old warlock has learned throughout his life.

As soon as he finished speaking, Goatee suddenly turned his head and squinted at Fang Mo.

"She has quite a personality. No wonder she can inherit that old jade pendant."

"But to put it bluntly, since I nodded and asked you to send this person in, I can guarantee you that I can get him out alive."

"You promise it with your mouth?"

Fang Mo also had a bad temper and glared at him.

Goatee said lightly;

"Because... no one has ever died in Hua Medical Hall."

"The fact that he can come here means that I have removed his name from the Book of Life and Death of Lord Yama."

Who can't brag! ?

He also replaced people from the book of life and death of the Lord of Hell.

I also said that Lord Yama’s bull head and horse noodles asked me to fire him!

Fang Motie's face was livid and he wanted to talk back, but Ning Yuelan tugged at the corner of his clothes.

He shook his head slightly at Fang Mo.

Fang Mocai snorted coldly.

"Saving people is more important, I won't argue with him."

Who would have thought that when he first entered Nan Pharmacy, he saw that the old man could finally treat Jin Xiyu.

Soon the goatee came out again.

I saw him running out alone as if he were strolling around the courtyard and shopping.

Fang Mo's eyes widened and his face turned green;

"Brother, uncle, it's been almost half an hour!"

"You fucking want to kill him, right? My Jiugong Huanyang can only last half an hour."

"What's the hurry? It's not time yet?"

Goatee shrugged noncommittally, then moved a chair and a stool out and placed them in the courtyard of the courtyard to finish all this.

He walked to the gate and shouted.

"Except for gynecological diseases, everyone else can come in to see a doctor. The doctor from Nan Pharmacy will be sitting in the courtyard today, and the outpatient fee is fifty."

After saying the last sentence, the outside suddenly started to boil.

Fang Mo could feel the crowd surging, and his scalp couldn't help but feel numb.

I didn't even agree to treat patients on your behalf. Are you forcing a good girl into prostitution? Are you just going to be tied to a pirate ship by me?

Goatee didn't care what his reaction was, he leisurely walked back towards Nan Pharmacy with his hands behind his back.

Before closing the door, he smiled lightly;

"Don't worry, you won't die as long as I'm here. If you die, I won't take your money."

hum-

At this moment, he closed the door of Nan Pharmacy.

Fang Mo's face changed back and forth with uncertainty.

In my heart, I wanted to slap myself for being such a big ear-scratcher.

Why do I have to come to this wretched place like the Chinese Medical Hall to suffer?

If I had known earlier, it would be better to go to a more formal large hospital. This goatee simply doesn't follow the routine!

But before he could continue to complain, a patient came to Fang Mo.

wow——

The two looked at each other for a moment, and everyone was stunned.

What a coincidence, it was the strong man who initially had a conflict with Fang Mo at the gate.

No wonder this guy was so angry when he saw Fang Mo trying to take Jin Xiyu to jump in line.

It turns out that logically it was his turn soon, and he was the first person in line.

At this moment, Fang Mo's lips curled up.

Suddenly I felt that being a free outpatient doctor was not a bad thing.

On the other side, Fang Mo was seen sitting in the center of the courtyard.

The strong man looked confused.

"Why are you? Where is Doctor Yang?"