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Chapter 112, one thousand yuan

"Fifty million?"

Zhou Kui's eyes widened: "Mr. Luo, yesterday you were talking about 500,000 yuan, why did it increase by a hundred times?"

Luo Jinzhong was taking the pulse of a patient's aunt. When he heard this, he said calmly without raising his head: "I have been working in Huichun Pavilion for decades. Everything here is my final say. If I say 50 million, it means 50 million. Thank you."

If you can’t afford the money, just get out.”

Seeing Mr. Luo's desolate look, Zhou Kui became angry: "How could you do this?"

In fact, Zhou Kui was also a little confused.

She and Luo Jinzhong had met several times.

Five or six years ago, Zhou Kui accompanied Zhou Cai'er to Huichun Pavilion several times.

Of course, Luo Jinzhong, like many doctors, was helpless about Zhou Cai'er's infertility caused by her immature uterus.

But at least Luo Jinzhong in Zhou Kui's impression is a truly benevolent doctor.

Otherwise, the reputation of Huichun Pavilion will not be well received in this area.

However, hearing Zhou Kui's dissatisfaction, Luo Jinzhong turned his head and shouted impatiently: "If you can't pay, get out. Don't delay me here in treating people!"

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Zhou Kui took a deep breath, slowed down her tone, pulled Xu Changsheng over and said, "Mr. Luo, this is my husband Xu Changsheng. His medical skills are very good."

"How powerful?" Luo Jinzhong looked at Xu Changsheng disdainfully.

"This -" Zhou Kui was speechless for a moment. She couldn't say anything about this, so she could only say: "Changsheng has cured infertility and also cured athlete's foot."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Not only Luo Jinzhong, but also many people who came to see the doctor in Huichun Pavilion burst into laughter.

"Infertility? Athlete's foot?"

"Little girl, although I don't understand medicine, your husband's medical history is very unreliable!"

"Besides, don't say that your husband is incompetent. Even if he really knows two or three points of Chinese medicine, as long as Mr. Luo is not the head of Huichun Pavilion, we will not come!"

"That's right!"

The patients waiting for treatment shouted out one after another, obviously respecting Luo Jinzhong very much.

Xu Changsheng, who was not favored, smiled and said nothing.

Luo Jinzhong looked at Xu Changsheng with disdain and said nothing.

Zhou Kui had no choice but to say: "Mr. Luo, the infertile patient that Changsheng cured is my sister-in-law Zhou Cai'er. She has been here several times in the past few years and you also find it difficult. I think Changsheng can cure my sister-in-law. This matter is still very difficult."

awesome……"

Luo Jinzhong's pupils shrank: "Zhou Cai'er?"

Of course he still remembers Zhou Cai'er.

Great people can remember the past when they were powerless.

Zhou Kui nodded: "Yes!"

The disdain on Luo Jinzhong's face suddenly disappeared, he looked at Xu Changsheng solemnly, and said doubtfully: "How is this possible? I don't believe it, call your sister-in-law and let me take a look."

"OK."

Zhou Kui quickly went outside to call Zhou Cai'er.

"There is no basis for what you say." Luo Jinzhong looked at Xu Changsheng indifferently: "Zhou Cai'er's infertility is an irreversible condition of the human body. I asked your wife to call me, but I didn't believe it in my heart."

"You want my Huichun Pavilion? Give up."

"If you don't have any ability, you don't deserve to be here."

Xu Changsheng and Zhou Kui naturally saw the reason why Luo Jinzhong charged a sky-high transfer fee.

Huichun Pavilion has been Luo Jinzhong's effort for most of his life.

He didn't want this place to be ruined by a person with poor medical skills.

I don’t want to see every household around here being misunderstood by quack doctors.

"Mr. Luo is a kind-hearted doctor and is very good."

Xu Changsheng said in an appreciative tone, which attracted angry looks from many patients, thinking that this young man was too rude.

"If you don't have any real skills, you should not take the idea of ​​the Huichun Pavilion. Even if it is really given to you, the people within ten miles will drown you in saliva."

Luo Jinzhong snorted coldly, and took his hand away from the patient's aunt's wrist vein.

Then, he wrote a prescription for the aunt in a smooth and smooth manner.

"Her pulse was slow, her mouth was dry, her eyes were sore, and her eyebrows were sore, accompanied by bouts of vomiting."

Xu Changsheng said softly: "You think she has typhoid fever."

Luo Jinzhong paused, looked at Xu Changsheng, his eyes were not so cold, and said expressionlessly: "It's a bit basic, but it's not enough to take on the Huichun Pavilion. Typhoid fever is a common disease, and it's nothing unusual to see it with the naked eye."

Xu Changsheng smiled: "You prescribe her 30 grams of gypsum, 30 grams of anemarrhena, 20 grams of licorice, 50 grams of japonica rice, boil one liter of water for half an hour, and then drain it."

"Take one dose in the morning and evening for seven days."

"Right?"

Luo Jinzhong's expression froze.

The patient's aunt, who was about to go to the counter to ask the clerk to get the medicine, stopped in her tracks and exclaimed: "You're so amazing, young man. It's word for word. Did you see this prescription with clairvoyance?"

Suddenly, the response in the medical clinic became enthusiastic.

This young man seems to have some skills!

It's not just rudeness.

"good."

Luo Jinzhong nodded, walked to an old man in his seventies, and took his pulse.

The old man looked unstable, was sweating, and rubbed his abdomen with his hands from time to time.

A minute later, Luo Jinzhong looked at Xu Changsheng: "Come and feel the pulse, and then tell me. By the way, the prescription I want to prescribe is already in my heart."

Xu Changsheng didn't even step forward to feel his pulse. He just glanced at the old man and said:

"Dampness-heat disease of the spleen, bitterness in the feet, coldness in the shins, hotness in the shins, fullness in the abdomen, trouble sleeping, strong tongue, heavy weight, yellow face, fullness and pain in the right hypochondrium, chapped lips, cold and heat like malaria."

"The prescription you want to prescribe must be Qingpi Decoction."

"Take Poria, orange peel, peeled grass fruit, six grams each of Atractylodes, ginseng, Guixin, Angelica dahurica, Zhigancao, Chuanxiong three grams each, pinellia nine grams..."

Xu Changsheng explained in great detail, as if he was familiar with thousands of diseases and countless prescriptions.

Everyone stared at Luo Jinzhong.

Everyone wanted to know if Xu Changsheng was right.

Then, seeing Luo Jinzhong's look of disbelief, everyone knew the result.

"That's right!"

"It's so amazing. You don't even need to check your pulse. You can tell clearly just by looking at it with your eyes!"

"This little brother is only in his twenties, but his medical skills are so good!"

Everyone was amazed.

Soon, Luo Jinzhong's expression became pleased: "It's really better than the old. I've seen it."

Xu Changsheng smiled faintly: "However, Mr. Luo's prescription is 90% accurate. If this patient takes this medicinal decoction, he will recover very slowly."

Luo Jinzhong's old face darkened: "I admit that you are very good. Little guy, don't be too young and arrogant. How dare you question me?"

His medical name is not obvious, but he has been immersed in traditional Chinese medicine for decades, although he is definitely not as good as the world-famous sage Jiao Linghe.

But not everyone can challenge it!

"Because you ignored that this patient was constipated."

Xu Changsheng said with a smile: "Qingpi Decoction is dissolved in the body. If it cannot be distributed in time and accumulates in the body, the effect will be greatly reduced."

Luo Jinzhong was startled.

"As long as you add a little more medicine, the problem will be solved."

Xu Changsheng picked up the pen and wrote two words: "Dahuang."

Luo Jinzhong was shocked, and after a long time he said sadly: "That's amazing..."

At this time, Zhou Kui finally came in after making a phone call and said bitterly: "Mr. Luo, my sister-in-law is on her way here. I still want to talk to you about the transfer fee again. Fifty million is really an exaggeration -"

"Give me a thousand yuan." Luo Jinzhong interrupted directly: "Buy me a bottle of wine, and Huichun Pavilion will give it to you."

"ah?"

Zhou Kui was dumbfounded.


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