"Haha, it's of no use. You've been watching it for so long, but it's no use. But I guess the money you charged must be quite a lot."
Yang Bei sneered and said, although he didn't know exactly what medicine the Ancient Medicine Pavilion used on those patients, he could tell that it was definitely not cheap.
"Why, shouldn't we charge money? Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound, and it often requires decades of continuous study to achieve success. If you can't make money, who will go back to study? Don't you pretend to be noble and don't charge fees?" An old man said
The Chinese medicine doctor said disdainfully.
"Of course we should charge, but we should prescribe the right medicine, instead of relying on the patient's ignorance to deliberately make some expensive prescriptions, or even sell cheap prescriptions very expensive." Yang Bei sneered. Learning medicine is not easy, and charging is a matter of course.
But you shouldn't act recklessly.
"Who are you saying didn't give the right medicine? I'd say there are more people like you who pretend to be noble, which disrupts the market, resulting in fewer and fewer people learning Chinese medicine." Another old Chinese medicine doctor said.
"I know better than you what kind of money you should make and what kind of money you shouldn't make." Yang Bei sneered. He did not deny that these old Chinese medicine doctors had some ability, but it was not good for them to be both established and established.
"I think it's because you're not capable enough and can't make money, so you're jealous!"
The old Chinese medicine doctors glared at Yang Bei. What happened to them using their skills to make money? Anyway, those rich people cherish their lives and don't care how much money they spend.
"That's enough. You have time to argue here. It's better to go to the doctor quickly. Don't really lose to a junior and embarrass our ancient medicine pavilion." Li Yuanfeng's face darkened. Judging from the previous situation, Yang Bei simply couldn't do it.
They didn't diagnose the patient carefully. They were sure to win this time, so there was no need to waste time.
"Hmph!" Several old Chinese doctors snorted coldly, and then walked into the consulting room.
In the consulting room, Mr. Fang frowned slightly.
Originally, he believed in the Ancient Medicine Pavilion, but when Yang Bei said that, he always felt a little unsure.
"Old gentlemen, you are here!" Seeing the old Chinese medicine practitioners coming in, he quickly stood up to greet them.
"Haha, you don't have to be polite, Mr. Fang, just sit down." Several old Chinese medicine doctors laughed, somewhat like outdoor experts.
"Mr. Fang, how are you feeling lately? Did you take the medicine we prescribed for you last time on time?" an old Chinese medicine doctor asked straight to the point.
"Of course, the medicine you prescribed is indeed very effective. I will come right after I finish it." Mr. Fang nodded.
"That's natural. Our medicines are all secret recipes of the former palace. No one outside knows about it. As long as you insist on taking it, you will be able to get rid of it soon."
Several old Chinese doctors looked confident. These were all their old patients and there was no need to see them at all.
"Old gentlemen, please don't be upset if you hear something I have to say." Mr. Fang hesitated and said.
"Oh? Mr. Fang, please tell me."
"The young man who came in before said that the medicine you gave me was very strong, and it could only suppress my condition, but it could not achieve the purpose of a radical cure, and it might even have serious consequences." Mr. Fang said that he didn't want to say it at first.
Yes, but it was too uncomfortable to hold it in my heart.
Hearing this, the faces of the old Chinese medicine doctors darkened. Yang Bei didn't treat people well and actually spoke ill of them. No wonder Li Yuanfeng looked so ugly before.
"Huh, Huangkou kid, we thought he had some skills, but we didn't expect that he actually stabbed him in the back."
"Old gentlemen, don't blame me for talking too much, but I feel unsure right now." Mr. Fang sighed and said.
"That kid doesn't understand anything at all, he just deliberately discredits us. Please rest assured, Mr. Fang, as long as you listen to us, we promise to make you recover."
"Then I'm relieved. It's my fault for worrying too much." Mr. Fang nodded, and his heart was relieved.
But he also knew that with his status, the Ancient Medicine Pavilion would not dare to lie to him.
"Mr. Fang, that kid is talking nonsense in front of you. Not only is it destroying the reputation of our ancient medicine pavilion, but he is also fooling you..." An old Chinese doctor said. Although he didn't say it clearly, his meaning was already obvious, which was to tell Mr. Fang not to stop.
Forgive Yang Bei.
"Haha, no one has dared to talk nonsense in front of me for a long time. If it weren't for the fact that he is from your Ancient Medicine Pavilion, I would not let him leave so easily." Mr. Fang nodded slightly, although his tone was calm,
But there is an inexplicable majesty to it.
"Mr. Fang misunderstood. That kid is not from our Ancient Medicine Pavilion at all. He is just here to cause trouble." An old Chinese medicine doctor said.
"Haha, it's interesting. I think he's here to play in the gym. Please rest assured, old gentlemen, that he dares to offend you. I, Broken Blade, will not forgive him." Mr. Fang nodded, and he said to these old gentlemen that he dared to offend you.
I still admire Chinese medicine doctors very much, not to mention that they still ask for help from others.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Fang. Let's take your pulse first."
Several old Chinese medicine doctors looked at each other and felt ecstatic in their hearts. They were impatient because Yang Bei dared to slander them.
Although they are not wealthy people, they have seen many patients, and none of them can be dealt with by Yang Bei.
After taking Mr. Fang's pulse, the senior Chinese medicine practitioners discussed it and came to a conclusion.
"Mr. Fang, your condition is improving now. You just need to take a few more medicines later and keep taking them. You will recover soon."
"Thank you a lot." Mr. Fang was very happy. This disease has been controlling him for a long time, and he can't even spend any money.
After that, the old Chinese medicine doctors diagnosed other patients, and then appeared in front of Yang Bei confidently, "Boy, you still have time to run away, otherwise you won't be able to bear the anger of Mr. Fang and the others."
It turns out that Yang Bei not only talked nonsense in front of Mr. Fang, but also talked nonsense in front of several others.
These are all respectable people, how could they tolerate Yang Bei's teasing.
"Angry? Why are they angry? Even if they are angry, they are angry with you." Yang Bei laughed and said, the higher the status of those people, the better for him.
He was new here and needed connections.
The Ancient Medicine Pavilion is different. Those people were slaughtered like pigs. If they knew this, the Ancient Medicine Pavilion would not be demolished.
"What do you mean?" Li Yuanfeng sneered.
"Don't you know what I mean? It's just an exorbitant charge. The medicine used is not right, and it will kill people." Yang Bei said lightly, such a medical center is definitely a cancer in the traditional Chinese medicine world.
"Why do you say that?" Li Yuanfeng and others looked increasingly ugly.
"Just because I have an understanding of their conditions just now!" Yang Bei said with a smile.
"Tch, you didn't even know the pulse and you dare to claim that you understand it. Then let me ask you, what is Mr. Fang's disease?" an old Chinese doctor spat softly.
"Of course I know, but I won't tell you. You have to tell me first." The smile on Yang Bei's face became even wider.