Wu Yixiang, who originally wanted to stay with Ye Fan until death, changed because of the appearance of Ye Zhendong.
When Ye Fan came out of the nursing home in the afternoon, Ye Zhendong asked Master Haizhu to make a compromise.
Wu Yixiang canceled the assassination order against Ye Fan, and at the same time compensated Ye Fan 10,000 taels of gold, a big favor, and promised not to offend Ye Fan in the future.
Of course, Ye Fan is no longer allowed to pursue Wu Yixiang and find out his employer from their mouths.
Although being assassinated several times made Ye Fan feel unhappy, Ye Fan also knew that for him now, fighting Wu Yixiang would have both disadvantages and advantages.
Even if he is not worried about the assassination in Wu Yixiang, he still has to consider the situation of the people around him. If there are a few more acts similar to the kidnapping of Lin Qiuling, Ye Fan will be devastated.
So Ye Fan finally chose temporary peace.
"Depend on!"
When Ye Fan drove back to Qingfeng Hall in a relaxed state, he was immediately startled by the crowd of people in the medical clinic.
Compared with when we left in the morning, there were dozens more people now, all sitting on stools and waiting slowly.
Hua Yanyu was very busy attending to the patients, while Tang Fenghua was very busy pouring tea for everyone.
Ye Fan hurriedly ran into the lobby and asked Tang Fenghua: "What's going on?"
"Ye Fan, you are finally back."
Tang Fenghua immediately became happy when she saw Ye Fan appear, and then reported to him in a flurry:
"These patients are all here for you. They said they saw a video of you removing needles from a child on the Internet and thought you had good medical ethics, so they came here to seek treatment from you."
"Many came as early as four o'clock. After waiting for more than an hour, we called you several times but no one answered."
"Ms. Hua can only diagnose and treat some patients with mild conditions first."
She wiped her sweat and said, "Hurry up and help her. She has been working for an hour without rest."
"Did you watch the video?"
Ye Fan was shocked. He didn't expect that a casual mention of Dr. Qingfengtang would have such great advertising appeal after being posted online.
At the same time, he felt moved in his heart. People were still very simple, and their recognition of his medical ethics did not matter whether his medical skills were superb or not.
"The little doctor is back."
I don't know who shouted, and everyone looked at Ye Fan with a touch of admiration in their eyes.
Pulling out the needle may seem like a small matter, but it shows Ye Fan's kindness and courage. How can ordinary people stop that evil family because of a crying baby girl?
Everyone looked at Ye Fan, but they didn't crowd around to cause trouble, they just looked at him curiously.
"Thank you for your trust."
Ye Fan felt a surge of warmth, bowed to everyone, and then washed his hands and disinfected.
"Come on, everyone can come to me in part."
Ye Fan sat on the consultation table where Zhuo Fengya once sat.
More than a dozen people lined up with a roar, with a hint of anticipation on their faces.
"Little doctor, my knees and toes hurt!"
"Little doctor, my head hurts in the middle of the night..."
"My legs lose strength from time to time, causing me to fall several times."
One by one, the patients told Ye Fan about their conditions.
Ye Fan took his pulse one by one, and then spoke succinctly:
"This is a sign of gout. Eat less seafood and beer. I'll give you two injections to relieve the pain."
"But this is a disease of wealth, and the key is to control it through diet."
"You have a migraine. When you were a child, you probably went to bed with your hair wet."
"When I was young, my health was good and I could handle it, but now that my health has deteriorated, my condition has worsened."
"You have hydrops in your kidneys and severe bone hyperplasia. I will give you acupuncture and massage to restore your condition."
"Then I'll prescribe medicine for you to take for another week. You should recuperate according to the prescription, and then come back for a review after taking the medicine..."
Ye Fan easily told the patient's condition, and then he used the silver needle in a swishing motion.
After some treatment, the patients' pain was relieved a lot, and some even recovered on the spot.
This medical skill and the speed of medical treatment made everyone present stunned.
Hua Yanyu was also stunned. In the time it took her to see five patients, Ye Fan had already seen thirty, and all of them were more effective than her.
This made the patients she had seen come to Mark again and look at them again.
"Doctor, I have chest tightness recently and I can't breathe all the time."
A beautiful young woman stepped forward and said, "Especially if you take a few more steps, it will cost you half your life."
Ye Fan stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and then coughed:
"Madam, you are in good health, but your chest is tight. Your clothes are too tight. Just change into looser underwear."
He glanced at the opponent's tights.
"ah--"
The beautiful young woman exclaimed shyly, then ran away with a blushing face.
"Hahaha--"
Everyone laughed when they heard this, and the atmosphere inside and outside the store was full of joy.
In less than an hour, Ye Fan had finished seeing all the patients, giving injections, taking medicines, and making them all leave with satisfaction.
All these patients were very happy, and they rushed to tell each other, word of mouth, that there was a little miracle doctor coming to Qingfeng Hall.
So the hospital quickly received many new patients.
This is how a difficult situation begins...
Hua Yanyu looked at the leaving patients as if she was in a dream.
Before this morning, she was worried that there were no patients, but now she was worried that she would be too busy.
And she had a different feeling.
In the past, when the Eight Great Physicians were in charge, patients would always be cautious and courteous when they came to see a doctor, and their thanks when leaving would be perfunctory and polite.
Today's patients are all grateful from the bottom of their hearts, and their smiles are indescribably bright.
Not only did they promote Qingfeng Tang everywhere, but they also took the initiative to guide new patients. When they saw that Tang Fenghua was too busy, they even helped pour tea and water.
Hua Yanyu was extremely moved by this joyful scene.
Tang Fenghua also had a kind of satisfaction on her face.
For the first time, she experienced the sense of accomplishment that comes from being self-reliant.
Even if the commission is only a few hundred yuan, she still thinks it is more meaningful than the tens of thousands yuan donated by Lin Qiuling...
As dusk approached, Ye Fan decisively closed the door and asked the patient to come back tomorrow. He had seen nearly a hundred people today, and he would probably die of exhaustion if he continued to see them.
The patient also understood that Ye Fan was tired, so he took the number and left one after another.
"Today's consultation fee is 10,000 yuan."
After the store door closed, Hua Yanyu exclaimed happily: "Our situation is finally open."
Ye Fan leaned on the rocking chair and stretched: "Ten thousand yuan is not as good as the eight major doctors. They only pay ten thousand for ten patients."
"That's different."
Like a miser, Hua Yanyu counted the banknotes again.
"Okay, stop talking and let's eat."
Tang Fenghua walked over from the backyard with a calm smile on her face:
"I wanted to have a big meal to celebrate, but I was too busy today and didn't have time to go out and buy groceries."
"I only stewed a chicken, fried a bacon, and blanched a plate of vegetables."
Tang Fenghua greeted the two of them to eat: "You have had a hard day, hurry up and eat to replenish your energy."
"Thank you, sis!"
Ye Fan stood up with a smile and was about to walk to the backyard to eat when he heard his cell phone ringing.
He took it out to answer it, and Wang Qingwu's giggle soon reached his ears:
"Vice President Ye, come out tonight to celebrate. I have shut down the Tangmen Liquor Industry..."
