"Director Li, will Mengmeng go out for a long trip these two days?" Fang Hong asked before getting off the car.

"Hmm?" Li Qingyu was a little confused: "Why did Xiao Fang ask this?"

"That's good. I'll go find you in the afternoon." Fang Hong got off the car after saying that.

Li Qingyu was confused.

However, she has changed her mind greatly now, so naturally she dare not ignore what Fang Hong said.

Is my cute heart really...

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Li Qingyu threw this idea away fiercely.

Besides, Fang Hong, as soon as he walked into the clinic, he saw a young man wearing a black leather jacket and leather pants, earrings, and hair dyed as red as the sports car outside.

The romance and alternative nature directly make Fang Hong have no favoritism towards the other party. The arrogant people are the most disliked by others' arrogance.

"You are back, this gentleman is looking for you." Nie Yu said.

"Hey, I've been waiting for a long time!" said the red-haired young man carelessly.

Fang Hong said coldly: "What are you waiting for me? Haven't you seen the notice of a day's suspension?"

"I didn't see a doctor." said the red-haired young man.

"Then what's the matter with me?"

"I'll ask you, did you write the words outside?" asked the red-haired young man.

"I have something to say at once." Fang Hong said impatiently.

The red-haired young man was choked, but he laughed without anger: "Hahaha, you really have personality, I appreciate it!"

Fang Hong's face sank, "What are you old boy? You still admire me, are you qualified?"

"That's right." The red-haired young man put away his smile and said, "I admire your words very much. I want to ask you to write a few words for me. Of course, I won't be useless. Please offer a price."

Fang Hong was even more displeased when he heard this. You kid think I was selling words in a stall? You were too lazy to say too much, so he winked at Nie Yu: "Send out the guests!"

The red-haired young man was stunned for a moment and immediately stretched out a finger: "One Thousand!"

Fang Hong said coldly, and the red-haired young man whispered loudly: "Two thousand!"

He is very confident. The other party looks like a poor man. As long as he can afford the price, he is not afraid of you not selling it!

"Three thousand!" The red-haired young man completely ignored Fang Hong's increasingly gloomy face.

"four thousand!"

Nie Yu knew that Fang Hong was about to get angry, so he quickly said to the red-haired young man: "Sir, he won't write it to you no matter how much you pay, you should leave."

The red-haired young man then looked at Fang Hong and was shocked.

Fang Hong's face can be described as gloomy.

He felt that every time the other party quoted, it was an insult to him, whether it was money or price.

Hell, did you have a damn brain? But I have already promised my grandfather that I can't let him down no matter what.

The eyes rolled, and the red-haired young man thought: "Okay, okay, if you don't want to write, don't write it. I'll take a medical treatment, it's okay to take a medical treatment."

"Don't look." Fang Hong said.

The red-haired young man was so angry that he said angrily: "Okay, are you trying to get along with me on purpose? Believe it or not, I have dismantled your sign!"

Fang Hong was about to throw this ignorant guy out, but Nie Yu grabbed him and leaned into his ear and persuaded softly: "It's rare that someone finally invites you to see a doctor. Just treat it as an auspicious thing to show your ability so that he can know what it means to have heaven outside of heaven."

Fang Hong was a little moved when he was said. Thinking about it, the clinic was open for five days and had not yet been released, so he had already been itchy.

So the Malaysian Golden Knife sat down and said to the red-haired young man: "Okay, the person who comes is destined to be. I will make an exception to diagnose you with a disease today."

As he said that, he pointed to the cotton pad used to cushion his hands on the table and signaled to take the pulse first.

The red-haired young man said, "My throat is sore and I feel a little angry. Just prescribe a prescription for clearing heat and removing fire for me."

Fang Hong pointed to the mat expressionlessly again.

"You, you are really..." The red-haired young man had to put his hands on the mat.

Fang Hong gently put the pulse door on the red-haired young man's wrist with his index finger and carefully cut the pulse.

The red-haired young man couldn't help but sneer: What a thing? This guy is not even a quack doctor, he is just a fake doctor at all!

The grandfather of this red-haired young man is the retired director of the Suizhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and is a famous Chinese medicine doctor in the country. Although the red-haired young man has never formally studied medicine, he has learned a lot of Chinese medicine skills over the years.

For example, when taking a pulse, the correct method should be to eat. The three fingers of the nameless are placed on the artery tract about one inch upwards of the horizontal lines of the wrist, which are called the three parts of the cun, the Guan and the Chi.

And this guy just uses his index finger to take a pulse, which is simply unreasonable! Please, even if you only act as a decent person, you have to act as a decent person!

"Doctor, your magical skill in taking pulses has really opened my eyes." The red-haired young man couldn't help but sarcastic.

Fang Hong was too lazy to pay attention and signaled the red-haired young man to change his other hand.

Showing off your skills! The red-haired young man felt more and more despised Fang Hong.

After cutting the pulse, Fang Hong picked up his pen and quickly prescribed a prescription on rice paper.

The red-haired young man finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally completed the task this time. If grandpa wanted more words in the future, just ask a few extras to pretend to be patients and come to seek medical treatment. In short, I will never be angry with this kind of bird again!

"It's trouble." The red-haired young man reached out to take the prescription, but Fang Hong collected the prescription: "Please pay the medical fee first."

The red-haired young man smiled, "Aren't you just doing it all for money?" He reached out and took out an LV wallet from the back of his pants and asked, "How much?"

"Fifty thousand." Fang Hong said calmly.

The red-haired young man almost fell off the stool.

"Cough cough! Cough cough..." Nie Yu was drinking water and almost choked to death.

"How many?" The red-haired young man couldn't believe his ears.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you want a prescription, pay for it, and leave if you don't." Fang Hong said.

The red-haired young man was furious: "I charge 50,000 yuan for prescriptions to cure the fever. Why don't you just go to rob the bank?"

Fang Hong smiled coldly: "Who said this prescription is used to cure heat? This is the prescription that can save your life. Is it expensive to charge you 50,000 yuan?"

The red-haired young man was confused: "What's the lifeblood?"

Fang Hong said: "Simply put, you are congenital inadequate, and you have excessive alcohol and sex after all, and now you have lost your fertility. If you don't have my prescription, you will definitely have to lose your children and grandchildren."

"You are bullshit!" The red-haired young man cursed.

Damn, if you don’t count the blackmail, you dare to curse me for being the last one? You guy is sincerely looking for death!

Nie Yu was worried that the two of them would start to do it, so he quickly advised the red-haired young man: "Sir, he has always spoken straightforwardly, please don't be surprised."

The red-haired young man said angrily: "He is not called Zhi, it should be called 英! Girl, you said you are such a good-looking person, but you are following such a dead liar. I really don't know what you think!"

"Since you don't believe it, please leave!" Fang Hong was too lazy to argue and was about to tear the Fangzi away.

"Stop!" The red-haired young man stopped and gritted his teeth: "I'll pay!"

Fifty thousand yuan was nothing to him, he just couldn't swallow that breath, but when he thought that his grandfather was in a hurry to wait for him to get the prescription, the red-haired young man had to swallow that breath again.

Forget it, just think that I will give him filial piety.

The red-haired young man took out an Agricultural Bank diamond card from his wallet with a blue face: "Swipe the card."

Fang Hong didn't even look at it: "Sorry, I only collect cash."

"You are so kind!" The red-haired young man pointed at Fang Hong, walked out of the clinic and drove away.

"Hey." Nie Yu used his pink fist to pound Fang Hong: "You are too dark to get a prescription for 50,000 yuan."

Doctor Fang looked disdainful: "It's a big deal. I'm so bad. I'm losing my money. Do you know I've given him a 10% discount?"

"..." Nie Yu covered her forehead: This guy is getting nervous again.

Nie Yu knew that Fang Hong was telling the truth. In his previous life, the lowest price for prescriptions was 5 million yuan, but now he only charges 50,000 yuan, isn’t it 0.01% off?

"But it's too strange. Why is that guy willing to spend 50,000 yuan to buy you a prescription? Your handwriting is so valuable?" Nie Yu pointed his smooth chin with his fingers.

"What if he doesn't matter, believing in me is his blessing, and not believing in him he deserves his luck."

After about fifteen minutes, the red-haired young man came back and put five brand new hundred-dollar bills in front of Fang Hong: "Give me a bake."

Fang Hong handed the prescription to the red-haired young man and said, "You take the medicine according to the prescription for seven days, then stop for three days, and take it for another seven days, and the disease will be completely cured."

"Hmph!" The red-haired young man snatched the prescription and left without looking back.

Don’t be proud of a dead liar, you will soon know the consequences of blackmailing me, Song Shaonan!

When the red-haired young man left, Fang Hong picked up a handful of money and handed it to Nie Yu: "Give it."

"What does it mean?" Nie Yu looked alert: "You, do you bastard want to drive me away?"

Fang Hong was puzzled: "Who said he wanted to drive you away?"

"Then why are you giving me money?"

"No, you don't need to pay rent? You don't need to buy vegetables? You don't need to pay for daily expenses of water, electricity, gas? Do I have to do these trivial matters myself?"

"So that's it!" Nie Yu's face turned cloudy and clear. Then he took three handfuls of money from the table with no effort to cover up his ears and steal the bell, leaving only 10,000 yuan for Fang Hong.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Fang Hong looked at Nie Yu in surprise.

Nie Yu pursed his lips and smiled: "Do you think Nie's beauty is a maid, don't you need money?"

"You..." Fang Hong's chest was blocked, but he was speechless.

"I'm for your own good. If a man has money, he will become bad!" Nie Yu proudly raised the banknotes in his hand and turned to the attic to go.

Fang Hong was very unhappy: "Does I become bad? Do you have to worry about it?"

Nie Yu turned around and wrinkled at Fang Hong and said, "I just love to care about you."
Chapter completed!