Wuling did not drive fast along the way. Fang Han arrived at Jiangzhong Airport at about 12:30 in the morning. It was almost 2:30 at this time. There were not many cars on the road. Although it was not fast, there were no traffic jams. He arrived at Penghua Village in about 40 minutes.

Before the car arrived at the entrance of the village, Fang Han was surprised to find that the originally messy open space at the entrance of the alley had been corrected. There were many cars parked in the open space, as if it had been turned into a parking lot...

No...it doesn't seem to be, but it's really a parking lot. There is a sign at the entrance. As Wuling slowly approaches, Fang Han also sees the words on it clearly.

"Special parking lot for Fang's clinic!"

"Fang's Medical Center? There is also a special parking lot?"

What the hell is this?

Fang Han was stunned when he saw Fang's clinic, was he talking about their family?

I think so, most people in Penghua Village have a surname, and there are quite a few other surnames, and only their family is the Fang family.

But when did their clinic return to Fang's clinic? It's so tall and elegant?

Their clinic has been around for a while, and only one room is the only one in the door. The area is not large. In so many years, they have not had a serious signboard. They just hung a broken card with the word "two-word" at the door. When did the Fang Clinic return?

Fang Han was a little stunned, and the speed of the car began to slow down. When he approached the parking lot, a middle-aged man in a coat was already standing up in front of him while sitting under the parasol at the door.

"Did you come to Fang's Medical Center for treatment? Fang's Medical Center for treatment, and the car is parked here for 6 yuan per hour. Foreign vehicles are not allowed to enter in the village..."

As the other party was talking, Fang Han's car window had already shaken down: "Uncle Eight?"

"It's Xiaohan."

A bright smile suddenly appeared on the middle-aged man's face: "Xiaohan, you're back. I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard your grandfather say you went to Yanjing Hospital for further study?"

"Well, I went to Yanjing Hospital and studied for three months. I just came back today."

Fang Han spoke, glanced at the parking lot next to him and asked curiously: "Uncle Ba, is this parking lot?"

Penghua Village is outside the Third Ring Road of Jiangzhong City. Jiangzhong City is now developing in this area. The demolition of Penghua Village has become a must-have. Originally, the parking lot was a wasteland and no one cared about it, but unexpectedly it has become a parking lot now.

The eighth uncle in Fang Han's mouth actually had nothing to do with the Fang family, but the villagers in the village, Fang Han would call him uncle when he saw Fang Yuenian's generation. This was considered polite.

This eighth uncle is not very old this year, and his name is Peng Yong. He is in his early forties. He is an unemployed vagrant in the village and runs a mahjong hall. Of course, his brother is the village chief. No one can move this place, but no one can tell if he moves.

The village chiefs of some urban villages are quite awesome, both rich and have people, and many urban village chiefs are really awesome than some county chiefs.

Penghua Village is not a city village, but it has been very good in the past two years.

"Xiaohan, you don't know."

As Peng Yong said, he had already taken out a cigarette box from his body, took out a hard Chinese and handed it to Fang Han.

“I don’t smoke.”

"Look at my memory, you and your dad don't smoke, I forgot."

Peng Yong held the cigarette in his mouth, and didn't lit it. He smiled and said, "Xiaohan, you don't know. After you left for the past three months, your clinic has become completely popular. Every day, people from afar come to the clinic for medical treatment. There are more people here and there are more cars. You also know that the alleys in our village are very narrow, so it's not OK to have too many cars. I discussed it with your third uncle and then made this part specifically for parking...."

"There are many people coming to our house for treatment?" Fang Han was a little puzzled.

Not so, the clinic has been like that for so many years, and suddenly it became popular?

"That's not."

Peng Yong smiled and said, "What kind of expert in the clinic is really good at level. Now it is very famous. Many people call him miracle doctor..."

"Guan Baocheng?"

Fang Han's mouth opened slightly. It's been three months since he was still here. Are you really planning to take root in the Puhua Village?

If it were Guan Baocheng, such a situation would not be uncommon.

Guan Baocheng's level is still clear, and his level is very high. Some traditional Chinese medicines that are inferior to Guan Baocheng can be called miracle doctors in some places, let alone Guan Baocheng.

"Uncle Eight, are you six yuan this hour a little longer?"

Fang Han looked around and found that at least twenty or thirty cars were parked in it. It was only two o'clock, six yuan per hour, and it was more than one hundred yuan per hour. If the parking lot was full, it would be easy to charge one or two thousand yuan per day.

Peng Yong thought Fang Han was not satisfied with his penis at their clinic, and said with a smile: "It's not expensive, but the price in the city is the same. If I don't get this place, they have no place to park. And I will pay your family every month. If I don't take advantage of it, it's just that hard work."

Although Peng Yong is idle, he still dares to go too far as the villagers are concerned. And as Fang Han calculated, since the parking lot was ready, the parking fee alone was tens of thousands per month.

This is not a small amount of money. If it is three or five thousand, Peng Yong would not bother to do it. Even if it is done, he would only get a few cigarettes and a few bottles of wine to the Fang family, but tens of thousands a month, so he would not dare to take it alone.

It’s not that I can’t afford to offend the Fang family, but that this transaction is simply too profitable. If the Fang family relies on the Fang family to make a living, they cannot fish out of their waters and do not give them any benefits. If the Fang family is unhappy and open a clinic in another place, he will charge no parking fees.

Fang Han opened his mouth, he actually had no intention of this, forget it, don't care.

If you really want to say that six yuan per hour is indeed not a small amount, but not a large amount. Moreover, he doesn't intend to worry about this matter, just ask casually.

"Xiaohan, your car can be driven in. Now outside vehicles are prohibited from being parked in our village, especially those who come to see a doctor. There is only one alley, so it is really impossible to stop."

Fang Han looked at it and found that there were so many cars that he really couldn't stop. He really wanted to drive in. Not to mention that there was no place, he couldn't get out then. Peng Yong had a good vision. He built this parking lot. Although the charge was a bit high, it actually solved some problems.

Without this parking lot, there is really no place for many people to put their cars.

"Then Uncle Eight, I'll leave first."

Since his Wuling can enter, Fang Han doesn't plan to park in the parking lot. It's not far away and is not too close.

When Wuling entered the alley, Fang Han saw the BMW parked in the alley. Peng Donghai seemed to be at home as well.

On the other side of the BMW car, at the door of its own, many people were standing outside, with men and women, talking in groups of three or five, and they thought they were waiting patients.

Maybe Fang Han hasn't come back for a long time, and the BMW car is parked casually this time, so Wuling can't get through the place left.

Fang Han honked the horn.

In a short while, Peng Donghai came out.
Chapter completed!