7:58 am.
Good luck and good luck in opening the business.
Bang! !
The salute was fired and the applause continued.
"Congratulations to Mr. Lu on the opening of the medical clinic."
"The business will be prosperous and the financial resources will be abundant."
Qin Mingjie, Zhao Shitao and Tiger handed over red envelopes one after another to celebrate the opening of the medical clinic. At the same time, they acted as temporary clerks and wiped the cabinets with rags.
However, nowadays, the popularity of Chinese medicine is weak, and there are many people coming to see the excitement. From time to time, a few curious people come in for consultation, and they leave after asking a few questions.
At nine o'clock, the hospital welcomed a guest.
This man looked fifty-year-old, hunched over, and walked in with a painful look on his face: "Boss, my waist hurts a little. Do you have any medicine for bruises here?"
Seeing that he was faltering and looking in pain, Lu Chen said, "Let me check your pulse first."
"It's just a pain in the waist, why do you need to check your pulse?"
The guest complained, but he still sat down and extended his left hand.
Lu Chen sat down and felt his pulse. After thirty seconds, he withdrew his hand and said solemnly, "You have cancer, and medicine for bruises cannot cure it."
"You must be sick, you have cancer."
The guest glared at Lu Chen fiercely, stood up and walked out.
As he walked away, he cursed and said, "When I came in, I had back pain, and when I checked my pulse, it turned into cancer. I think you are not opening a medical parlor, but a funeral parlor."
"Quack doctors like you should go out of business immediately."
Tiger hurriedly stopped him, "You haven't paid the consultation fee yet."
The guest scolded me: "You cursed me for getting cancer when I came up. It's good that I didn't sue you. How dare you ask for medical treatment?"
Lu Chen said: "Forget it, I haven't treated the disease, so I won't charge the consultation fee."
After the guest left, Tiger asked curiously: "Mr. Lu, is that old man really suffering from cancer?"
Lu Chen nodded and said, "Well, the cancer is in the advanced stage and has spread into the bones, so I feel pain in my back."
Qin Mingjie found it unbelievable. Can one know that someone has terminal cancer by just taking their pulse? This is too fake! ! But Tiger and Zhao Shitao believed it.
"It's a pity that he doesn't cherish the miracle doctor before him. I'm afraid he won't live long." Zhao Shitao shook his head and sighed.
At this time, another guest came.
Three middle-aged men in plain clothes walked in, pushing an old man with half-white hair. The three men were wearing half-sleeves, showing their bulging biceps, and looked very strong.
The old man was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a big bag in his arms, which seemed to be bulging with a lot of things.
After entering the hospital, the old man looked at the three tigers first, then turned his attention to Lu Chen and asked, "Can a cold be cured?"
Lu Chen came over and touched his forehead, but found that he didn't have a cold at all. However, the bag in his arms contained weapons such as a hammer and a switchblade. It didn't look like he was here to see a doctor.
Lu Chen guessed correctly, these four people were sent by Meng Changhe to cause trouble.
He asked the old man to pretend to be sick and look for Lu Chen. No matter how he treated him, the old man pretended to be in unbearable pain and slandered that Lu Chen had cured him. Then he let his three sons go berserk and directly destroyed the medical center. Lose.
This strategy is very vicious.
If Lu Chen didn't take action, the three of them would directly beat Lu Chen to death or even cripple Lu Chen. If he fought back, the old man would fall to the ground and directly blackmail Lu Chen.
The three sons went to the court to report, and even if they couldn't do anything to Lu Chen, it would still be enough to make him miserable.
Because Master Xiao and Qin Mingjie rebelled one after another, Meng Changhe was a little afraid of Lu Chen and did not dare to go too far, but it was okay to look for small troubles and disgust Lu Chen.
The most important thing for opening a medical clinic is reputation. If there is a medical disturbance just after opening, the reputation will be completely lost. No one will come to Lu Chen for medical treatment anymore, and it will have to close down.
Seeing that Lu Chen didn't reply, the old man asked again: "Can the cold be cured?"
At this time, Tiger noticed something strange about several people, and just when he was about to remind him, Lu Chen said: "Of course it can be cured, Lao Qin, go get my silver needle."
Hearing this, the old man was a little excited. This guy was very cooperative.
He had already thought about it. No matter where Lu Chen stabbed him, he would scream that it hurt, and then start to hit him. As for Zhao Shitao and the others, although they looked strong and strong, his sons were all Taekwondo masters can't be approached by three or five big men.
Just as he was thinking happily, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck.
"ah!!"
The old man screamed, and everyone realized that Lu Chen's silver needle was stuck in the old man's neck, and seven needles were inserted in a row.
Lu Chen flicked his right hand, and those silver needles buzzed and trembled as if they were equipped with electric motors, and the old man's face turned blue and purple, as if he had been poisoned.
Hearing the old man's screams, the three sons were shocked.
"What the hell did you do to my dad??"
The boss put his hand into his pocket, and there was a switchblade inside. According to the script, they should take action as soon as the old man called, but now... Lu Chen's seven silver needles went down, and they were worried that something might really happen to their father.
Lu Chen said calmly: "Of course it's to treat the disease."
"Cure??"
"I think you, a quack doctor, don't know how to treat diseases at all."
"My dad was fine just now, but his face changed after you gave him a few injections."
"Stop talking nonsense to him and destroy his shop to prevent this quack from causing harm to people."
The three of them took out their weapons one after another, but just as they were about to take action, the old man in the wheelchair suddenly stood up.
"ah!!"
