Liang Fei's condition at this time was simply more impressive than those well-known old Chinese doctors. When the patients came in one after another, they were all with a hint of suspicion, but after some consultations with him, their symptoms became clearer.
All were resolved immediately.
And when more patients returned home satisfied, the reputation of Liang Fei, the little miracle doctor, spread rapidly within this small area.
Unknowingly, Liang Fei didn't know how many patients he had diagnosed. When he sent off a patient again, he couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the one who came in this time.
The person who came in this time turned out to be the upstart who refused to give up his seat to the migrant workers.
"Jin San Fatty!"
Liang Fei took a look at this guy's medical record card and realized that there were countless cows flying in front of him. He secretly sighed that this guy's name was really impressive. But looking at this guy's age, he must be in his forties at least.
.
Could it be that his parents had a premonition that a god named Jin Sanpang would appear in a small country more than forty years ago, and gave their son such a popular name in advance?
"arrive!"
Jin Sanpang, who had been extremely arrogant in front of the migrant workers just now, now appeared in front of the miracle doctor Liang Fei, but he was as good as his grandson.
As soon as Liang Fei reported his name, he immediately agreed, ran up to Liang Fei, respectfully handed over a cigarette, and said with great frustration: "Miracle doctor Xiao Liang, what do you mean about me?
Is the disease still curable?"
Before this guy came over, Liang Fei used his clairvoyant eyes to observe him. He found that apart from frequent nocturia and listlessness caused by kidney deficiency, he had no problems at all.
It's just that this kind of nouveau riche is the most worried about something going wrong with his body. Even if he has a minor problem, he will be scared to death before he even goes to the hospital to check it out.
If it were another patient, Liang Fei would just comfort him with good words, and then let him go to the drugstore to buy some Huiren Shenbao.
Just thinking about how arrogant this guy was just now, Liang Fei decided to tease him first, so as to dampen this guy's arrogance.
"Ah, Third Fatty, you are so sick... ugh!"
Liang Fei asked Jin Sanpang to sit down and pretended to take his pulse. He deliberately pretended to be very troubled, nodding his head and shaking his head again.
"What's the matter? Doctor Xiaoliang, is my disease terminal? You must find a way to save me... I am only in my forties, and I have not yet enjoyed enough glory and wealth in the world. I cannot die...
...What if I die and there is still a lot of money that I haven’t used up..."
Seeing Liang Fei's expression, Jin Sanpang turned pale with fright, and the fat on his face was so frightened that it looked like it was about to fall off. He was crying and howling ghostly.
Liang Fei was very amused when he saw him like this. But since he decided to tease him, he naturally kept his face tight and said nothing.
It wasn't until he saw that Jin Sanpang was about to kneel down to him in a hurry that Liang Fei resisted the urge to laugh wildly and said to him with a straight face: "Sanpang, don't worry, I'm going to
I didn’t say your disease can’t be cured, I just said it’s not curable…”
Seeing Liang Fei's tone softening, Jin Sanpang's expression changed slightly.
However, when Liang Fei said that it was difficult to cure, the worried look on his face still did not fade away, and he said anxiously: "Miracle Dr. Liang, no matter how difficult it is to cure, you have to cure it, so you don't have to worry about money. Just tell me quickly."
How to treat it? I have money, so I don’t have to worry about medical expenses.”
"The crux of this patient's problem is that it is not a matter of having money or not."
Hearing this guy patting his chest and calling him rich, Liang Fei couldn't help but feel disgusted with him. Speaking of which, who among these nouveau riche did not make money from their own conscience, and which one did not rely on the psychological speculation of a gambler?
Got it?
But as a doctor now, he naturally had no right to accuse patients of moral problems. So he put this issue aside for the time being and said to Jin Sanpang in a deep voice: "Sanpang, your problem is mainly caused by excessive indulgence.
Tell me, have you been hanging out in entertainment venues these past few months, and have you been drinking every day?"
"This...this..."
When Jin Sanpang heard this, he immediately opened his mouth wide and looked at Liang Fei in surprise. After a while, he gave Liang Fei a thumbs up in shock and said: "Miracle Doctor Xiaoliang, you are truly a miracle doctor! I...
...Alas, I am indeed..."
What a goddamn doctor! Look at the way you look now, even a blind person can see that your virtue has been wasted by wine and sex!
Seeing the adoring look on Jin Sanpang's face, Liang Fei was very amused. But on the surface, he still pretended to be serious and said to him in a deep voice: "Sanpang, if you still want to live happily, then you have to
Heed my advice and stay away from drinking and sex.
At the very least, in the past few years, you should stop going to those places to fool around, and you are not allowed to drink alcohol. If you can't do this, then quickly go out and turn left, go to the crematorium and burn the boiler first."
ah……
Liang Fei's words immediately frightened Jin Sanpang and shuddered all over, even though he now lives in entertainment venues every day and is very happy.
But when I thought that the result of this kind of indulgence would be the price of my life, I immediately shrank my neck. I didn't dare to think too much and agreed hastily.
"Okay, since you agreed, it will be easy to handle."
Seeing that he was frightened enough, Liang Fei stopped teasing him, nodded and said, "Let's do this. I'll prescribe some Chinese medicine for you. You can take it when you go home every day. We'll see the effect after a few courses of treatment."
"Okay, okay, thank you, Dr. Xiaoliang! Dr. Xiaoliang, you are really a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering! If my disease is cured, I will definitely thank you."
Upon hearing what Liang Fei said, Jin Sanpang was so happy that he seemed to have picked up a treasure, and even nodded his head like a chicken eating rice.
In fact, what Liang Fei prescribed for him was just ordinary kidney-tonifying traditional Chinese medicine. Its effect was equivalent to that of buying Huiren Shenbao or Liuwei Dihuang Pills in a medical store.
But he just wanted to make this guy have a longer memory, deliberately causing him some trouble and letting him taste the bitter taste of boiled Chinese medicine.
"etc!"
Just when Jin Sanpang was about to go out with the prescription prescribed by Liang Fei in his hand, Liang Fei suddenly stopped him again.
Jin Sanpang turned around, and when he saw Liang Fei's serious face, he couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in his heart, and thought to himself: Could it be that he has some hidden disease that the miracle doctor Xiao Liang hasn't mentioned yet?
"In addition, I would like to advise you again, as a person, it is better to be low-key. Don't think that just because you have a lot of money, you are arrogant and look down on the country people."
Seeing his panicked expression, Liang Fei smiled lightly, then straightened his expression, and said solemnly: "Actually, the little money in your pocket, in the eyes of a truly rich person, doesn't matter at all.
It’s nothing!”
"..."
Liang Fei's words immediately made Jin Sanpang's face turn red all the way to his neck. Only then did he realize that his previous arrogance towards migrant workers in the corridor had long fallen under the discernment of Dr. Liang.
Among them!
"Yes! Yes, Miracle Doctor Xiaoliang, you are so right! I will never be so arrogant again! Never again!"
Ashamed, Jin Sanpang nodded repeatedly and then left the consulting room with a face full of shame.