Chapter 121 Thanking the Godly Doctor of the Sea for the Pennant
Chapter 121 The banner of thanks to Doctor Poseidon
After 15 days of hard work, Zhang Jinhai and Zhao Jin chose a central location basically located in the triangle formed by the Modu People's Hospital, the Modu Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and the Modu Orthopedics Hospital, and successfully rented a house.
This house has three bedrooms and one living room, located on the first floor. The specific location is: No. 108 Pingan Road.
The rent is a bit expensive. The monthly rent is equivalent to one month's salary of an ordinary worker.
Zhang Jinhai received a notice that he had to return to Shanghai University of Science and Technology to take exams during the day. His exams were much more than others.
Zhao Jin went to Modu People's Hospital, Modu Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and Modu Orthopedics Hospital to look for customers.
Nearly a hundred business cards for "Resurrection by Destiny" were sent out, but no one came to look for him at the contact address of No. 108 Ping'an Road.
This shows that this method is not feasible. It seems that strong medicine must be administered.
Zhao Jin brought three pieces of A3 paper with large characters written on them with a calligraphy pen.
Went to the entrance of Modu People's Hospital, Modu Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and Modu Orthopedics Hospital, and hired 3 people to stand with A3 paper at a high salary of 5 yuan per person per day.
It attracted many people to watch.
Someone with good intentions will read out what is written on the A3 paper:
Yuanzhi
There are no trauma patients who are refused medical treatment by the hospital or who are declared dead within 6 hours
Free treatment
Limited to one person
Contact address: No. 108, Pingan Road
After the advertisement was posted, Zhao Jin returned to the rental house at No. 108 Ping'an Road to wait for the news.
When the sky was getting dark, a young man came to the door.
He had an afro permed on his head, a floral shirt on top, a black suit on top, a pair of bell-bottom pants on the bottom, and a pair of pointed black leather shoes on his feet. When he entered the door, the iron soles of the shoes rubbed against the cement floor.
'Sound.
The man in the flowered shirt held a cigarette in his right hand and took a deep drag. He looked at Zhao Jin who was sitting in the living room and said, "Brother, have you used up your quota for free treatment?"
Zhao Jin was very happy that finally a customer took the initiative to come to his door.
It seems that the advertising fee of 15 yuan a day is a bit expensive, but it is still useful after all.
It is basically very sad to find a client who is destined to work here.
Zhao Jin adjusted his mood and tried to appear as heavy as possible to avoid being too abrupt and causing unnecessary trouble: "Not yet. Tell me about your situation."
Man in the flowered shirt: "My dad came to the hospital this afternoon. The doctor said he had advanced liver cancer. There is no way to diagnose and treat it with current technology. The doctor said there was a sensational advertisement at the door. And the treatment is free."
The man in the flowered shirt said the word "free" very seriously. What he meant was very obvious.
Zhao Jin felt relieved all of a sudden: "Then the patient can be sent here."
The man in the flowered shirt said: "Of course, the hospital won't treat us anymore. We'll be waiting to die if we go home. So I just wanted to try my luck here."
Zhao Jin gave an affirmative answer: "Send the patient here in 2 hours. If you don't see me when you get here, please wait a moment. I will be back soon. I need to go out now.
Something."
After the man in the flowered shirt left, Zhao Jin closed the door and immediately ran towards the Magic University of Science and Technology. During this time, he had become familiar with the guard, so there was no problem in entering the school.
Zhao Jin found Zhang Jinhai's classroom: "Zhang Jinhai, come out quickly!"
Zhang Jinhai walked out: "Is there something going on?"
Zhao Jin nodded, pulled Zhang Jinhai and ran to the rental house No. 108 on Ping'an Road.
When the two returned to the rental house, fortunately, no one came yet.
Zhang Jinhai took out the white coat he had prepared in advance and put it on to reveal his golden mask. This made it easier to hide his identity.
Otherwise, in the future, people would go to the Magic University of Science and Technology to seek treatment from him every day. Wouldn't it be a mess? There would be no time to study. How would you graduate and get a diploma normally? You definitely can't do things that are not worth the gain.
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The man in the flowered shirt brought the patient, followed by a group of onlookers.
People are curious.
At that time, it was never known that patients with advanced liver cancer, even those who had been explicitly rejected by the hospital, had a chance to be saved.
Isn't this a big joke?
No matter in which era, people who eat melons emerge in endlessly. The bigger the melon, the more people there are.
In order to expand his influence, Zhang Jinhai would not take the initiative to go to the hospital to find customers in the future, and also to avoid unnecessary trouble.
It was decided that the patient could no longer swallow one resurrection pill at once. Instead, the patient was divided into six equal parts.
After making these preparations, Zhang Jinhai felt that it was not too safe.
I also urgently called the biocomputer information and learned acupuncture techniques of traditional Chinese medicine to relieve pain on the spot.
After the acupuncture was completed, the six equally divided pieces of rejuvenation pills were wrapped in paper into six small bags and handed to Zhao Jin. He arranged: "Take one bag of medicine at the right time every day. I will come to give the patient acupuncture at this time every day."
The patient will recover in seven days."
Zhao Jin was a little confused and didn't know what Zhengzishi was: "Dr. Hai, when did you say when to give the medicine?"
Zhang Jinhai emphasized: "At 24 o'clock every day, it can't be early or late. We will start giving medicine tonight. You have to feed the patient and take the medicine yourself. You must not do it to others."
This rhythm continued until the weekend. Zhang Jinhai took four exams during the day, and at night he dressed up as Dr. Hai and went to No. 108 Pingan Road to treat the father of the man in the flower shirt.
When it reached the seventh day, all the medicine had been consumed. Zhang Jinhai no longer performed acupuncture on the patient. Instead, he had a brief communication with the patient.
It is confirmed that the patient feels good about himself and thinks that the liver cancer has been cured. The last step is still left, confirmation from the hospital.
The man in the flowered shirt promised to go to the hospital that day to check the effect of the treatment.
On Sunday, when it was getting dark, the man in the flowered shirt took his recovered father and asked someone to deliver a banner to Zhang Jinhai while beating gongs and drums. The main content of the letter was:
Thank you to Dr. Poseidon for his wonderful rejuvenation and cure of terminal liver cancer patient XXX.
It was very lively now. The three hospitals and the residents near No. 108 Ping'an Road all knew that there was a great Poseidon doctor here.
The man in the flowered shirt took the initiative to ask for payment of medical expenses, but Zhang Jinhai refused to accept it.
Because the purpose of this case is to spread the reputation of being able to cure terminal diseases.
On the surface, it seems that the person who provides free treatment is at a disadvantage, but in fact this is not the case, but it is mutually beneficial.
The two gentlemen of the man in the flower shirt thanked Zhang Jinhai and Zhao Jin profusely and left, vigorously promoting the miraculous medical skills and noble medical ethics of Doctor Poseidon along the way.
After the patient's family left, Zhao Jin took out a bottle of 'Zhao Lou Tou Qu' and each of the two brothers filled a glass of wine.
Zhao Jin picked up the wine glass and touched it with Zhang Jinhai and said: "Jin Hai, congratulations.
Today we finally truly cured a terminally ill patient.
Moreover, we also received pennants willingly sent by patients.
Is this banner really more important than money?"
Zhang Jinhai looked at Zhao Jin with a smile, extended his right index finger to the tip of his nose: "Drink this glass of wine first, and let me talk to you slowly."
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