"Nanshan Medical Clinic's branch in Jiangdu has never been idle. It was bought by a real estate developer and used as a warehouse."
Along the highway in Jiangdu, Jiang Daochuan said: "This is it. I talked to the real estate agent and he happily expressed his willingness to return it."
Following the direction he pointed, Yang Bei and Chu Yuelian looked over.
Chu Yuelian's voice was full of nostalgia: "I haven't been here for a long time."
After walking up the steps by the river, Yang Bei saw the antique buildings in the distance.
Like Nanshan Medical Clinic, the house in the ancient alley is very elegant, with weeping willows planted on the left and right in front of the door. It is the season of prosperity, and the willow branches sway in the wind, sweeping away the sultry heat.
Many elderly people were enjoying the shade under the willow trees, and some vendors also set up tea stalls and sold ice cream from their freezers.
What a picture of leisurely floating life.
A little further, the moat surrounds the city, and the scenery is pretty good. To the north is the most luxurious five-star hotel in Jiangdu: Crowne Plaza Hotel.
To put it simply, this place has developed quite well, both in terms of scenery and economy.
It's a good location!
Looking closer, Yang Bei could clearly see the plaque on the alley: "Qipin Hall?"
Why not Nanshan Medical Center?
"In the past, Nanshan Medical Center was still called Qipin Tang."
Shen Hongyan explained with bitterness in her voice, then she stopped and walked to the door, looked up at the plaque, and sighed in a low voice.
Jiang Daochuan stood with Yang Bei and laughed in a low voice: "Doctor Yang, you are very lucky. There is Shen Hongyan in front of you and Chu Yuelian behind you."
Seeing his gossipy expression, Yang Bei was a little surprised: "Mr. Jiang, as the richest man in the area, you are still so gossipy?"
"That's because of our friendship, I don't pay attention to other people's gossip."
While Jiang Daochuan was talking, a porter walked out, sweating and carrying some tables, chairs and benches.
These are all left by real estate developers, and we are helping to clean them out.
"I'll go in and take a look."
Yang Bei said, walked to the door and said something to Chu Yuelian, and then the two of them entered the Qipin Hall.
There were weeds all over the place inside, and the door leaf was covered with dust.
It seems that it has been basically untouched since it was bought by a real estate agent.
If you want to reopen, it just needs a little renovation.
And with just a little effort, many elderly people around came over and asked, is Qipin Tang going to open again?
As Shen Hongyan said, medical clinics still have credibility in the hearts of ordinary people.
After a brief stroll around, Yang Bei also felt that it would definitely be profitable to reopen the medical clinic here. The next step is to renovate, recruit people, publicize, and reopen the hospital. Jiang Daochuan is very generous in terms of funds and is willing to Lending part of the money to the hospital interest-free.
Don't be in a hurry to pay it back.
The main reason is that Jiang Daochuan also has these three melons and two dates.
Now that I have decided to listen to Yang Bei, Nanshan Medical Center is also very cooperative. These days, the staff is at Yang Bei's disposal.
He first transferred a few doctors, settled in Qipin Hall, and started business.
Immediately, a lot of advertisements were printed to prepare for the opening activities: on weekends, free clinics will be held in the square near Qipin Hall.
Anyone can participate, and only the cost of medicine is charged.
Chu Nanshan was personally in charge, and he also invited Wan Chenglong, the secret agent of Wan Shen Doctor, to do the publicity.
Wan Chenglong still has a good reputation. Usually, a lot of patients want to ask him for medical treatment, but they never get a chance. Originally, Wan Chenglong didn't like Yang Bei very much.
After all, when Yang Bei cured Jiang Xiaoyu, it could be said that he crushed their Wan family's face.
But Doctor Wan Shen was very optimistic about Yang Bei.
He also said that if Wan Chenglong didn't go, he would go into battle himself.
Wan Chenglong had no choice but to take action: Grandpa, if people knew that Doctor Wan Shen was going to perform a free clinic, the square would be packed that day!
Of course, finding him would also require Jiang Daochuan's dedicated help.
Seeing the big boss of Longhui Group helping them, Yang Bei felt a little embarrassed.
But he didn't know that not long ago, Song Qingci agreed to help Jiang Daochuan arrange a dinner with Song Wanshuang for his sake. For Jiang Daochuan, this was no less than a life-saving grace.
However, Song Wanshuang also said that if Yang Bei didn't ask, Jiang Daochuan shouldn't tell Yang Bei about it.
Just let the friendship between them end silently.
Sometimes, having a benefactor whose class gap is too big is not a good thing for both of them.
Yang Bei didn't know this and had been busy starting a business these days.
The weekend is coming in a flash.
The opening activities of Qipintang, a branch of the medical center, have begun.
A row of doctors have set up tables at the end of the square, waiting for free consultations. Those who need massage, acupuncture and other treatments will be sent to Qipin Tang.
As the host finished speaking, many people who came here after seeing the advertisement came together, and the scene was very lively.
Yang Bei had long expected that something like this would happen, and Yang Bei also recruited a group of security guards to maintain the situation.
Qiangzi was also brought here. When the activity started, he was carrying mineral water to the doctor's table.
Yang Bei grabbed him: "Let others do this little thing from now on, Qiangzi, why don't you stop going to the labor market and just follow me. Be the security captain and I'll pay you according to the labor market price."
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"real?"
Qiangzi's eyes lit up: "Then how many people must I have under my command? Can the size be considered a leader?"
"Ahem, you're the only one for now."
Yang Bei patted him on the shoulder.
The opening seemed quite lively, and Yang Bei was thinking about a bright future. At about ten o'clock in the morning, the square opposite suddenly became lively.
The level of excitement is quite ridiculous, even more so than here.
Yang Bei frowned and looked over, and saw someone holding a banner over there, and a little girl screaming, shouting something: "Cui Yuen, Cui Yuen!"
The banner was held by a man, but the voice coming out of his throat was as sharp as a woman's: "Everyone, please be enthusiastic. Let Cui Yuen see the enthusiasm of fans in our country!"
Because it was far away, Yang Bei could only see a car driving into the square over there.
A man and a woman got out of the car.
The man was wearing a suit. As soon as he came down, the people over there became excited and screamed for Cui Yuen.
I guess it's some celebrity.
The bodyguards on both sides of the star are also helping him to stop his fans. Behind him are some photography teams and reporters, taking photos of him.
"How handsome is this man? Having so many women screaming at him?"
Seeing this scene, Qiangzi scratched his head in confusion.
Yang Bei was also puzzled. He watched for a while, but because he was far away, he couldn't see the person clearly. He only knew that he was a Southern Dynasty star through the flags raised by fans.
I guess celebrities came here to take pictures, so so many young people gathered here and stole their limelight.
"It's a bit awkward."
Yang Beigang murmured these words as a luxury business car drove past.
Through the open window, you can see a graceful, gorgeous and beautiful woman sitting in the back seat.
She was taking off her sunglasses and looking at the free clinic activities here with some curiosity.
By chance, I met Yang Bei's eyes.
The moment their eyes met, Yang Bei's chest suddenly contracted, and his heart seemed to have stopped for a moment, causing his whole body to tremble.
But in an instant, the vehicles passed each other.
At the same time, the woman in the car had almost the same reaction. She trembled suddenly, her breathing stagnated, and her pupils widened: Him!
Song Wanshuang raised her hand to cover her heart and almost blurted out: Is he my Xiaobei?