After what happened with Li Shanhe, Chu Ye was very doubtful about Zheng Qinghe's medical skills.
Zheng Qinghe's medical skills and medical ethics cannot match his reputation at all.
Jinling Medical Hall is built on an antique pedestrian street beside the Qinhuai River.
Today is the day of Zheng Qinghe’s free clinic.
When Chu Ye arrived, there was already a sea of people in front of the door.
However, although it is a free clinic, there are only twenty places available today. When Chu Ye arrived, today's free clinic places had already been snatched up.
In the hospital hall.
Zheng Qinghe is treating a patient.
When Chu Ye arrived, Zheng Qinghe's free clinic had just begun tonight.
Zheng Qinghe was nicknamed "Crazy Doctor" and had a famous bad temper. Many of these patients had heard of it, so everyone was respectful when they came to see the doctor. Many patients even brought gifts to Zheng Qinghe.
Zheng Qinghe treated the doctor very quickly, taking the patient's pulse at will, and then without even raising his head, he closed his eyes and wrote a densely packed prescription, and then called the next patient directly.
At this time, the patient in front of Zheng Qinghe was an elderly man. The old man took the free medical consultation form that he had queued up early in the morning, handed it to Zheng Qinghe, and then said: "Doctor Zheng, please help me, I haven't been sleeping well recently.
, I have been suffering from insomnia and dreaminess..."
After Zheng Qinghe took the pulse, he wrote a random prescription.
The old man quickly thanked him, picked up the prescription, and turned to leave the hospital.
However, before he could leave the hospital, he was suddenly stopped by someone behind him.
"Hey, you haven't bought the medicine yet!"
A young man in a white coat shouted loudly.
This young man's name is Zheng Song, he is Zheng Qinghe's son and the manager of this medical clinic.
The old man turned around and said solemnly: "I'm sorry, the price of medicine here is too expensive. I want to go back to town to get medicine..."
boom!
Zheng Qinghe suddenly slapped the table, stood up angrily, and said coldly: "Are you kidding me? What do you think of this place? You can't get medicine and go to the hospital!"
Zheng Song shouted directly: "The security guard tore up his prescription!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two security guards rushed over, snatched the prescription from the old man's hand, tore it into pieces on the spot, and threw it on the ground.
"How could you do this? Doctor Zheng, didn't you promise a free clinic?" The old man picked up the scraps of paper on the ground and held them in his hands, almost crying.
"Yes, I am a free clinic, and you don't have to spend money to see a doctor." Zheng Qinghe took a sip of tea and showed a hint of disgust, "But you take my prescription and go out to buy medicine? Do you think I am doing charity!"
"That's right, if you can't even afford medicine, don't come to see a doctor!" The assistant on the side also agreed with disgust.
"After hearing your name, I took a long-distance bus from the town for a day and waited at the door of the hospital early in the morning to get a spot at the free clinic," the old man said sadly, wiping his tears.
"Getting medicines in your hospital is several times more expensive than in pharmacies outside. The total cost of these medicines is at least a thousand yuan! Our farmers who are farming have no pensions when they are old, so it is not so easy to earn a thousand yuan...
"
"Kick him out!"
Zheng Qinghe didn't even listen, and waved his hand in disgust, with a look of disgust on his face.
Zheng Song rushed over with the security guards, grabbed the old man's arm arrogantly, and roughly pulled him out of the hospital door.
Seeing this scene, the patients waiting behind them all showed angry expressions.
This Doctor Zheng is so unethical!
If you don't buy medicine from his store, do you have to tear up the prescription and ask him to get out?
There is no such thing as this in the world!
To put it bluntly, Zheng Qinghe's free clinic is just a means to attract patients to come to the store to buy medicine.
"That's too much! This is not a medical clinic, this is just a gang!" a patient onlookers said angrily.
"That's right. He has no medical ethics at all. He is not a famous doctor. I think he is just a profit-seeking scoundrel!"
For a moment, the crowd in the hospital was filled with anger.
Snapped!
Zheng Qinghe patted the table and said arrogantly: "Listen clearly to me, I am a doctor, not a charity! You treat me here, why don't you buy medicine from me?"
After saying that, Zheng Qinghe glanced at everyone with disdain and said: "Get out of here if you can't afford to see the doctor. You can't afford to waste my time!"
"It's too much. I won't see a doctor anymore!"
Many patients who had grabbed free clinic slots turned around and left in anger.
"If you don't look, get out!"
Zheng Qinghe snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "A great Chinese doctor like me is usually too busy treating high-ranking officials. It is your honor to treat poor people like you! Go away. Next time you appear in front of me, I will
Let the security break your legs!"
Zheng Qinghe dropped a threatening word, then turned around and said, "I'm not in the mood today. The free clinic is over. Everyone, please leave!"
Many patients who were still waiting to see a doctor were shaking their heads and sighing, their faces full of disappointment.
I heard that Dr. Zheng was holding a free clinic today. Many patients came from far away and queued up from before dawn. They went through a lot of hard work to get a free clinic ticket.
But now, Zheng Qinghe directly canceled the free clinic because he was in a bad mood, which disappointed many patients who came here.
"Doctor Zheng, wait a minute!"
At this moment, I saw a thin man, wearing a washed white denim jacket, with a crew cut, only one arm, and the other empty sleeve, pushing a wheelchair. Sitting in the wheelchair was a sallow-faced woman.
, hurriedly came to Zheng Qinghe.
Chu Ye saw this scene from a distance and immediately recognized the identity of the one-armed man.
Zheng Qiang!
Codename: Poisonous Scorpion!
In order to raise life-saving money for his mother, he committed himself to the Lin family and became the top killer in the Lin family's name.
More than a month ago, Zheng Qiang failed in a battle with him. After Chu Ye learned about his life experience, he did not take his life. Instead, he chose to give him a chance to start a new life and only lost one of his arms.
Unexpectedly, we would see each other here again.
"What's up?"
Zheng Qinghe glanced at Zheng Qiang indifferently, and when he saw that he had only one arm and was pushing a woman with a sallow face, a trace of disgust flashed undisguisedly on his face.
Zheng Qiang wiped the sweat from his forehead, bowed deeply and said: "Doctor Zheng, I have a free clinic coupon here, and I would like to ask you to see a doctor for my friend."
After saying that, Zheng Qiang took out the free clinic coupon that was soaked with sweat in his pocket. A look of disgust appeared on Zheng Qinghe's face. Instead of accepting the wet free clinic coupon, he said impatiently: "I said,
Today's free clinic has ended, please leave quickly!"
Zheng Qinghe waved his hand impatiently.
"Dr. Zheng, my friend's illness is very strange. I went to many hospitals but could not find the cause, so I wanted to try whether traditional Chinese medicine can cure it. I heard that you are a great doctor, so I have been arranging free clinics since early morning. You
Let’s see if we can…”
Zheng Qiang's body was very low.
His face was full of respect, and he begged in an almost groveling tone.
He looks like a middle-aged man who is overwhelmed by the burden of life. He is exhausted. How can he still see the slightest bit of domineering of a top killer?
"If you want to see a doctor from me, you can register and make an appointment yourself. My private clinic has been scheduled for half a year. The registration fee is 10,000 yuan. It's not easy to see you, so I'll charge you 9,000 yuan."
Zheng Qinghe said casually.
Just one outpatient visit costs 9,000 yuan?
A trace of disappointment suddenly flashed across Zheng Qiang's face.
"But I have no money..." Zheng Qiang said lonely.
"Don't have money? If you don't have money, don't come to me. How many times have I told you that the people who come to me for medical treatment are all dignitaries. You poor people have no money. Who can blame you?"