As soon as Chen Feng left, Wen Zihan asked with confusion: "Mr. Hu, why did you give him a high price in the first place?"
Mr. Hu smiled lightly and said, "Don't you think this man has a good temperament?"
Wen Zihan thought for a while and nodded: "That's true. He seems to be very friendly. I felt very comfortable with him at first sight."
Mr. Hu shook his head slightly and said: "This is different. When I say good temperament, I mainly refer to qi. Our Chinese medicine doctors look, smell, and ask, and the most important thing is wang, which can also be said to be qi. This qi contains many meanings, and it can be complexion.
, aura, temperament, aura, luck, etc. In short, when I first saw him, after looking at his aura, I saw that this person was extraordinary and had great luck. But now he looks a little troubled.
That was when he was down and out, but he had already started to get lucky. I managed to outsell him, and it was just a piece of cake for me, and it was only good for me and Huichun Hall, but no harm."
Wen Zihan frowned and shook his head: "Mr. Hu, what you said is a bit mysterious. You are a Chinese medicine practitioner, not a Taoist priest who reads fortune tellers."
Mr. Hu smiled and said: "Medical medicine is not divided into different schools, do you understand? I asked you to learn Chinese medicine, but you chose to learn Western medicine."
"Okay, okay, I know what you mean, Mr. Hu. If you want to take a long-term view to catch big fish, you should think that he may have good medicinal materials in the future. Besides, we don't have to pay for the money to buy this Yangbao from Huichun Hall."
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Mr. Hu laughed and said nothing more.
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After receiving the huge sum of money, Chen Feng was happy after all.
And after having so much money all of a sudden, Chen Feng was even more reluctant to die.
Therefore, he planned to save it.
What's more, maybe there's something wrong with the equipment in the provincial hospital?
Maybe the chief physician made a wrong diagnosis? Maybe the medical records were wrong? Maybe...
In short, he was unwilling to give in and wanted to save it.
So, after Chen Feng left Huichun Hall, he immediately went to another best hospital in the province, gave the nurses and head nurses big red envelopes, and added an expert number.
After a series of examinations, Chen Feng received the same diagnosis of brain tumor again.
The attitude of the expert doctor was even better than that of the chief physician last time, and he spoke softly.
However, their words of comfort were exactly the same. Relax your body and mind, eat well, drink well and have fun. If you have any wishes, try to fulfill them. For example, go to a place you really wanted to visit before, eat delicious food you have never tasted before, etc.
This expert took the rare opportunity to spend almost ten minutes comforting Chen Feng. If Chen Feng had not taken the initiative to end the diagnosis and treatment, the expert might have continued to talk for a while.
When Chen Feng said goodbye to her, he saw the deep sympathy in her eyes again.
This dog hospital! Chen Feng vowed never to come again.
Perhaps the medical resources of these tertiary hospitals in provincial capitals are only superficial. Perhaps the medical equipment in both hospitals is malfunctioning.
In short, Chen Feng is unwilling to give in.
This guy just made over 10 million and became a multi-millionaire. How could he be willing to die so soon?
Chen Feng secretly decided to go to the best hospital in Beijing tomorrow, no, he would go today.
So, Chen Feng drove back to the rental house to pack his luggage. Then, he booked a flight. The nearest flight was at 4:30 p.m.
It was already half past three.
Chen Feng immediately picked up his luggage and hailed a taxi to go to the airport.
Those who hurried slowly finally caught the flight.
Because he was pressed for time, when Chen Feng booked this flight, there were no seats in economy class or business class, so Chen Feng directly booked first class.
In the past, he couldn't even bear to fly business class, let alone first class.
But now he is not short of money, and he is probably going to die soon. Of course he doesn't feel bad about spending the money.
The service in first class is indeed incomparable with economy class and business class. Among other things, the appearance and service attitude of the flight attendants are one or two levels better.
The seats, space, and hardware configuration are not comparable to the other two cabins.
It's just that Chen Feng is going to the capital to seek medical treatment this time, and of course he has no intention of seeing the beautiful flight attendants or studying seats.
He just lay back on the seat, squinting his eyes and thinking wildly, and then slowly fell asleep.
By the time he was woken up by the plane announcement, Beijing had already arrived.
The flight from Xiuzhou to Beijing only takes about two hours.
Chen Feng immediately saluted and hurriedly got off the plane. Soon everyone was crowded around the cabin door, waiting in line.
Suddenly, someone pushed Chen Feng from behind. Without warning, he hit the person in front of him violently.
This was a woman. She exclaimed and bumped forward. Fortunately, there happened to be a very heavy woman in front of her. The chassis seemed very stable, and she was so delicate and light that she did not shake the one in front of her.
The front was frightened.
"What are you doing?" The fat girl in front turned back and glared at the woman, then said with an envious look on her face, "Look at you, you are so thin that you fall over when the wind blows. What's the use? You can't even stand firm."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, someone bumped into me from behind."
The woman quickly apologized and explained, and then she glared at Chen Feng angrily: "What are you doing? Did you do it on purpose? Be careful, I will sue you for sexual harassment."
This woman wears big sunglasses and heavy makeup, her skin is too white, and her red lips are too red, but it can be seen that her face is very good and delicate.
Chen Feng didn't reply, but he turned around and looked behind him very unhappy. It turned out that there was also a fat man behind him. He quickly shook his hands and said, "It's not me, that person just hid behind."
Chen Feng turned his head and looked behind him. How could he find the long queue? Should he adjust the surveillance? He could only give up.
Perhaps after hearing what the fat man said, the woman in front knew that Chen Feng was also pushed, so she ignored Chen Feng. She just slightly distanced herself from Chen Feng and turned slightly to guard against him.
Chen Feng was a little depressed when he saw this and couldn't say anything.
Finally the hatch opened and everyone filed out.
Chen Feng got into a taxi and headed to a hotel he had booked online.
It's getting dark now, and I have to go to the hospital to register tomorrow.
Taxi drivers in Beijing are said to be very talkative, but the driver Chen Feng was riding in was obviously an exception. After Chen Feng got in the taxi, other than asking for the address, he didn't say much.
However, Chen Feng took the initiative and asked: "Master, I heard that Shuangyun Hospital in Beijing is the best. Is this true?"
The driver then said: "Shuangyun Hospital is relatively good, but not the best. The best hospital is not open to the public, so it's useless if you have money. Only if you have connections."
"Oh, can you tell me which hospital is the best here?" Chen Feng asked humbly asking for advice.
"Well." The driver just wanted to lose his appetite, and then he shouted "fuck", and then there was a bang, the car body shook violently, and it rear-ended a black car in front of it.