Even the young employees at Zhang Yang's own hospital looked dissatisfied. However, due to their status as employees, they did not dare to question and accuse the boss easily.
In their opinion, teasing such a poor beggar is indeed a bit excessive...
"Uncle, how do you know it won't work if you haven't tried it?" Zhang Yang stood up holding his arm and continued.
"But I..." The beggar was shirtless, his huge belly looked even more eye-catching, and he couldn't see his feet at all, with a wry smile on his face.
"Don't worry! Believe me, you can do it!" Zhang Yang encouraged softly.
…
Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, and even the chatter was much quieter. They were obviously waiting for what would happen next.
Seeing his persistence, the beggar's serious expression didn't look like he was playing tricks on him. He suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of trust in the young man in front of him. After nodding, he slowly squatted down.
His knees were pressed against his stomach, causing his body to lean backwards instinctively, and he stood on tiptoes with his entire body weight resting on his toes. The whole action was particularly embarrassing and funny.
Zhang Yang was still supporting him at first. After he squatted down completely, he slowly let go of his hand. The beggar actually squatted there without falling...
"Look, he can really squat down?"
"Yes! With such a big belly, you can still squat down, but even if you can squat down, you definitely can't jump at all."
"Did the treatment really work?"
…
At this time, the faces of the onlookers were full of surprise, and they all whispered.
Some have begun to believe that the therapeutic massage just now was not just for show. After all, it is very rare to be able to squat without falling over with such a big belly.
In fact, even the beggar himself found it incredible. He just felt that his bulging and hard belly in the past was extremely soft now. His knees were pressed against it and became the best support point. After lifting his heels, he did not feel tired at all.
…
"Try jumping and try it!" Zhang Yang urged.
Being able to squat down has greatly increased the beggar's confidence. After hearing his words, he nodded and tried to jump forward on tiptoes. Although he only jumped a few dozen centimeters, his body only shook a little, but he did not fall.
In the surprised eyes of the onlookers, he began to become more and more confident, once, twice, three times...
As he got closer and closer to the big tree designated by Zhang Yang, he suddenly felt a fishy smell in his throat, which made him stop jumping. Instead, he stood up and ran to the trash can on the side of the road.
vomited.
Although he was still some distance away from everyone, the stench of fermented and rotten meat and vegetables still drifted over with the wind. It was many times worse than the odor on his body, so many people covered their noses and twisted.
Turn to the side.
The stench was a stench, but no one left. At this time, they had gradually begun to trust Zhang Yang and wanted to see the final effect of the treatment.
"Look, his belly is really smaller."
"It's really like this. It's almost no different from normal people."
"It's amazing. He cured the disease that required surgery in the hospital so easily?"
…
About a few minutes later, the beggar had finished vomiting and stood up. Everyone saw from a distance that his glaring belly was gone, and they immediately shouted in surprise.
The beggar himself must have noticed this change at this time. After wiping the corners of his mouth, with excitement and excitement on his dirty face and tears in his eyes, he ran to Zhang Yang and knelt down directly on the ground.
"Uncle, what are you doing?" Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to support his arm and said hastily before he even touched his knees.
"You cured my illness, I should thank you very much." The beggar replied with a choked voice.
It is said that a man has gold at his knees, but he has no money, so he would choose to express his gratitude in such a way of giving up his personal dignity.
"I'm a doctor, and it's my duty to treat people. You're still an elder, so I can't stand your big thanks." Zhang Yang helped him up respectfully and said.
He looked serious at this time, without any pretense, and did not look down on the other party because he was a beggar.
"I..." The beggar didn't know how to express his gratitude.
Zhang Yang turned around and picked up the broken rice bowl he had placed on the table, took out all the hundreds of dollars he had in his pocket and threw it in, handed it to the beggar and said: "Uncle, this is your last begging.
The money expresses my feelings. You can take care of yourself and use it as travel expenses to go home and reunite with your family!"
"I also have some thoughts here. I hope you won't dislike it, uncle." Zhong Ningning walked up quickly and also took out a few hundred-dollar bills from his pocket.
Like Zhang Yang, although she is not short of money, she doesn't like to spend it to show off, so she only brings a little pocket money for emergencies.
Seeing Zhang Yang's kindness, she was very touched. At this time, she believed that Zhang Yang's statement on the radio that there would be more and more free windows was not to please the poor people and gain attention, but because of his true feelings in his heart.
idea.
"I also have some money here, I hope it can be of help to uncle."
Cui Rongrong was a kind-hearted girl to begin with, so she was naturally not far behind at this time. However, her financial conditions were much worse than those of Zhang Yang and Zhong Ningning, so she just took out a fifty yuan note to express her feelings.
"And I……"
"I also have some pocket money here."
…
The employees of Fuyimen are all young people, and they don’t have much money, but if they are willing to spend it at this time, this kindness is already very rare.
"Go back and take a shower, buy some clothes, dress yourself up, and go home to reunite with your family!"
"Yes! Your wife and children at home will definitely miss you very much. Go back as soon as possible."
"Now that you are cured, go home and live a good life!"
…
Under their leadership, some well-wishers from the crowd of onlookers donated money one after another, while exhorting and persuading.
The dilapidated rice jar was soon filled to the brim with items ranging from five yuan, ten yuan to one hundred yuan. Of course, it was no longer a question of how much money it was, but no matter how much it was, it was the kindness of these kind people.
This is definitely the most money a beggar has ever received since begging...
"Uncle, remember to drink more water in the past two days, try not to eat greasy and unclean things, and pay more attention to rest."
After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he picked up the smelly tattered clothes on the stool and handed it to the beggar and continued: "Go back early!"
The beggar glanced at him and twitched the corner of his mouth. He obviously wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. After holding his clothes and bowing to him and the onlookers, he turned around and left quickly.
"Little doctor, where is your hospital?"
“Can diseases such as lumbar disc rheumatoid arthritis be cured?”
"Is the fee expensive? I heard that you have a free window for free treatment for the poor. Is it true?"
…
After the beggar left, onlookers immediately surrounded the free clinic stall and asked questions.
Zhang Yang treated the beggar just now, which is enough to illustrate his superb medical skills. After all, the beggar just now was found by Chen Jie, so he definitely couldn't be a bastard.
"Please ask everyone one by one. If you have any disease that needs treatment, come here and line up."
Zhong Ningning hurriedly stepped forward to maintain order and continued: "Our hospital does only have one free window. It is mainly used to treat poor people who cannot afford to see a doctor. However, it must be a difficult or terminal disease. The other windows require a deposit for hospitalization."
Minimum five hundred thousand."
To put it bluntly, I came to the hospital for a free clinic today, not to steal the patients here, but to demonstrate my medical skills and expand the hospital’s publicity.
Although advertisements in the past were overwhelming, they were more suitable for companies, but for hospitals, they felt exaggerated and unreal.
That's why she used this method to take to the streets to let the people really know about Zhang Yang's superb medical skills, which is more convincing than advertisements.
As for the patients, how many of the onlookers are rich? So it’s nothing more than asking them to help spread the word.
The hospitalization deposit starting at 500,000 yuan is enough to make these onlookers drop their jaws...
"Five hundred thousand? What disease costs so much?"
"This is too expensive! How can ordinary people afford treatment? No wonder the business in their store is so deserted."
"Alas! The charges at the People's Hospital are not that high. It is definitely not a place where we go for treatment."
…
Sure enough, these onlookers originally had surprises on their faces. After hearing the figure of five hundred thousand, they were immediately surprised and expressed their dissatisfaction.
"Although it is more expensive to go to our hospital for hospitalization, no matter what the disease is, we will treat the patient for free this afternoon. I hope everyone will cherish this rare opportunity." Zhong Ningning reminded loudly with a smile.
This shows her cleverness. She first told the price of five hundred thousand, and then talked about the free clinic this afternoon.
The contrast between 500,000 yuan and free treatment is infinitely magnified. For onlookers, patients who come in for free treatment in the afternoon are undoubtedly enjoying 500,000 yuan-level treatment.
"I'll sign up first. My old mother is hospitalized in the People's Hospital because of a heart disease. Now I'm going to take her out for treatment."
"First help me see if there is a cure for diabetes?"
"My wife has coronary heart disease. Now I'm going to call her and ask her to come over."
…
Sure enough, when they heard about the free treatment in the afternoon, the onlookers couldn't care less about their dissatisfaction. If they could get in line for treatment, they would actually make a lot of money, and they immediately started talking.
The scene instantly became noisy and lively, with people queuing up and people making phone calls...
"Hmph! The kind of minor illness just now can be easily treated in our hospital. It's nothing serious." Chen Jie's face turned red and white, and he finally couldn't help but say.
What he said was true. If the beggar just now could be cured in the People's Hospital, it would just be an operation, which would cost hundreds of thousands in treatment fees.
I originally wanted to make things difficult for Zhang Yang, but unexpectedly it had the opposite effect, resulting in the current situation. (To be continued)