The old beggar was so thin that he was reduced to a handful of bones. He could only breathe in but not breathe out. He was no different from a dead person.
Seeing that his skin was dry and burning, his lips were chapped, the stench was overwhelming, and his pulse was as thin as a gossamer, Han Shaer did not dare to take it lightly. He first stroked his palm on his back and inserted an acupuncture to save his life, and then said: "This is the final stage of tuberculosis. If it is not cured, he will not survive."
Hey, I’ll take half of the family property.” The beggars fell to their knees and said, “We don’t even have a penny of property, so I’m just begging my husband for help! He has several children with him!” Before he finished speaking, three little beggars ran in,
Crying grandpa, hugging Han Shaer's legs and begging, miserable and miserable, tears streaming down his nose.
Han Shaer hurriedly said: "Don't cry, don't cry at all, it can be cured! But I have a condition, you and all of you, please wash your face and clean your hands." Little Ling'er stuffed her nose and brought a big cup
The beggars washed the basin of water one by one, and the smell became lighter. The older beggar looked like a girl, and the two were six or seven years old, and looked like boys. When asked about the past symptoms, it turned out that they had dry cough day and night, sometimes
The beggars said that they had taken a few herbs for charity, but it didn't work. They were getting heavier and heavier in the past few days, and they were about to die. The medical center didn't accept them. The other party said that serious diseases are free here.
Terminal illness - please sir, please help me.
Han Shaer smiled and pricked several needles on the old beggar's back and chest. He woke up in a moment and could sit up. Then he personally packed three bags of adenophora, Ophiopogon japonicus, raw land, otter liver, Sichuan clams, mulberry leaves, and white pepper on the cabinet.
Chrysanthemum, donkey-hide gelatin, poria, yam, etc., he was told to boil one pack a day and drink it twice in the morning and evening. After three days, he would be able to go to the ground. He took out a small gold ingot and handed it to the old beggar, asking him to find a place to rest and boil the medicine in a sand pot.
Strengthen nutrition, etc.
The old beggar burst into tears with gratitude and was determined not to accept it. Han Shaer said, there is no way, the medical center has its own rules, half of the family property will be collected for terminally ill patients, and one hundred taels of cash will be refunded. The old man must accept it, otherwise the Superman Medical Center will ruin its sign.
...In the end, the beggars left with great gratitude.
"You idiot, you're really throwing away people's gold! Isn't it enough to get free for serious illnesses?" Xiao Ling'er yelled. Han Silly said solemnly: "A promise of a thousand gold, the first thing to achieve success is trust. Shang Yang's reform, first build trust by moving wood, you know
No? If you don't give people gold, he will change the hammer method?" Xiao Ling'er muttered: "They are changing the method, but you are a stupid gentleman and you opened a medical clinic. Well, you just wait to be slaughtered and close down!" Han Shaer said
"How could it happen? There are poor people and rich people who are terminally ill. Each one can get a hundred." Xiao Ling'er lazily said: "Okay, you have a lot of gold, you are right, I won't argue with you, don't give up."
Is it okay to recruit dirty people? The Superman Medical Center has become a dirty people's hospital." Han Shaer teased her: "Don't be so mysophobic, they all regard you as a fairy, and they will recommend you to become the richest daughter of the Beggar Clan in the future. How fun it is.
"Er." Little Ling'er curled her lips: "Ling'er is a fairy. Who can be a beggar? No, you are making fun of me, stupid husband. You have to go out with me to play, to dispel the stench."
Han Silly, he closed his business and went crazy in the suburbs. In early summer, everything is majestic, the vegetation is lush, and the wheat has begun to bear ears...
In the next few days, Han Shaer cured ten terminally ill people from poor households, nearly a hundred serious illnesses, and paid a total of about one thousand taels of silver. Little Ling'er stayed with her carefully, secretly teasing people behind her back, saying that it's okay for her to be stupid, and it's enough to watch.
Many people will go back to move gold at worst.
It wasn't until I met Tuantou that the situation changed and changed.