Chapter five hundred and seventy-two please accept the disciples three times
"Wha, what?" Qin Fei looked confused, "Ten million? Mr. Chen, are you kidding?"
Chen Qiye smiled and said, "Do you think I'm joking?"
Qin Fei didn't know, but since the other party said so, he still hesitated. In fact, he was ready to accept a higher price.
After all, you only have one life, but you can make more money.
Now that Chen Qiye said this, he quickly transferred the money without saying a word, as if he was afraid that Chen Qiye would regret it.
When 10 million arrived, Qin Fei also had an extra jade bead in his hand.
To win the favor of rice is to win the hatred of rice.
Chen Qiye is not short of money, but he is not related to these people, so there is no reason to give it away for free.
Seeing the jade beads in Qin Fei's hand, everyone was envious!
"Mr. Chen, can I also ask for one?"
It was Han Yu who spoke this time, as the peacemaker among the previous group of people.
Chen Qiye nodded and said: "No problem, each of you has 10 million, and I will give you one each, how about it?"
"Okay! Great! Mr. Chen, this is what I've been waiting for!" Wen Qiang on the side blushed and was very excited.
He originally didn't believe that such a good thing existed, but now he had to believe it.
Even Huang Jiancheng wanted one.
Three jade beads worth thirty million, Chen Qiye handed the three jade beads into their respective hands.
They were all overjoyed when they got the baby.
As for Tang Dong, Tang Jia, and Wang Zhentian, Chen Qiye was naturally not stingy and gave one to each of them.
Seeing this scene, Qin Fei and others were not unhappy at all. Even a fool could see that they definitely knew each other and had a close relationship with each other. Naturally, they would not be envious.
They can spend 10 million to buy this kind of treasure, and it's not too late for them to be happy!
But what puzzled them was that, according to what they said, Huang Jiancheng and Mr. Chen should also know each other, so why did they need to use money?
Everyone was puzzled and glanced at Huang Jiancheng.
At this moment, Huang Jiancheng's heart was full of bitterness. He regretted it all the time. Originally, he could get a jade bead for free, but he didn't feel sorry for the ten million.
But because he spent money, some things are obvious. The relationship with Chen Qiye may never be able to return to its previous state.
The price he paid for those few seconds of Zhao Yuan's hesitation was too great.
Thinking of this, Huang Jiancheng wanted to slap himself in the face. Why was he so obsessed with lard at that time?
He even hesitated on this crucial choice!
"Miracle doctor, miraculous doctor!"
Just when everyone got what they wanted and were immersed in joy, a voice broke their thoughts. Song Guomin ran to Chen Qiye and almost knelt down.
For him, the life-saving jade bead was naturally magical, but what surprised him even more was that Chen Qiye's miraculous medical skills made him still immersed in it.
"Miracle doctor, as a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, I'm afraid no one can rival you in China!" Song Guomin looked admiring and excited.
Chen Qiye shook his head and said: "You are wrong. Chinese traditional medicine is to save people, not to show off."
Hearing these words, Song Guomin seemed to be enlightened. He put away his excitement, bowed to Chen Qiye with admiration, and said sincerely: "What the miracle doctor said was that I was impulsive just now, I'm sorry!"
Chen Qiye didn't say anything. This Song nationalist was much better than many doctors who thought they were superior. He was neither humble nor arrogant.
"Miracle doctor, the silver needle you used earlier is a certain silver needle technique in Chinese traditional medicine?"
As the director, Song Guomin has quite a lot of research on the art of traditional Chinese medicine. Unfortunately, the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine in China has been cut off for too long. Even from ancient books, there are only scattered pieces, and it is rare to find anything.
Moreover, the Chinese traditional medicine in ancient times is unparalleled in ancient times and today!
The art of acupuncture is even more superb. Hua Tuo, Bian Que, and Sun Simiao are all worshiped in the long history of Chinese traditional medicine.
It is a pity that after the invasion of Western medicine, traditional Chinese medicine slowly withered away. Even many of the so-called traditional Chinese medicine doctors today are selling sheep before dogs. Even fewer and fewer people in China believe in traditional Chinese medicine.
So one can imagine how excited Song Guomin was when he saw the silver needle used by Chen Qiye.
"Not bad." Chen Qiye didn't say much. It wasn't because he was stingy, but because the silver needles he had used earlier had the form and spirit of Chinese acupuncture. This was good, but in essence, it still needed true energy to activate.
Even if Song Guomin was told, the other party would not be able to learn from it and would only cause more trouble.
After hearing Chen Qiye's words, Song Guomin felt that if he could see it with his own eyes, he would die without regrets.
"There are successors to Chinese traditional medicine!" Song Guomin was so excited that he choked with tears.
Chen Qiye shook his head. He had no such idea. Some things cannot be accomplished in a day. The decline of traditional Chinese medicine cannot be reversed in one day, nor can the emergence of a few so-called geniuses of traditional Chinese medicine change the status quo.
These are beyond his control.
What's more, Chen Qiye has no interest in the so-called revitalization of Chinese traditional medicine.
After taking a look at the old man who had been used by Wang Hu before, Chen Qiye felt a sense of compassion. Medical skills can save people, but they can also kill people, but their essence is still to save people.
After thinking for a while, Chen Qiye walked up to the old man, stabbed two silver needles, and sealed the old man's shoulders. The latter did not react at all. In his opinion, he was already a dead man, so it didn't matter what he did to him.
What about relationships?
But soon, he noticed something strange, because he felt that his body functions seemed to be recovering little by little.
Is it possible that I am going to die now? Is this a reflection of my past?
The old man thought so.
Naturally, other people would not think so. After seeing Chen Qiye's medical skills, they all looked at the old man and were shocked when they saw that the other person's complexion improved little by little.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen is so powerful and his medical skills are so terrifying?
Exposing a scam and saving people are two completely different concepts!
Soon, the old man also realized that something was wrong, because if the light came back, how could he feel more and more comfortable? His body seemed to be fine!
Just when he came back to his senses, the two silver needles on his shoulders had been withdrawn.
"I helped save your life, but the kidney failure is irreversible. I just used a silver needle to help you survive. If nothing happens, you can live for another year."
"If anything happens, deal with it while you're still alive."
When the old man heard this, he looked in disbelief. You must know that even if he did not cooperate with Wang Hu, he would only have a few months to live, and he would live in pain!
Only those who have experienced death know how precious life is!
Now that I can live healthy for one year, how can this not shock the old man?
"Thank you, thank you!"
Without saying a word, the old man knelt directly in front of Chen Qiye and kowtowed to him.
When everyone saw this scene, they were speechless. You must know that this old man had teamed up with Wang Hu to deceive everyone. Unexpectedly, Chen Qiye was willing to save his life.
Hanging a pot to save the world is nothing more than that, right?
Chen Qiye didn't say anything. If he wanted to completely save the old man, he would naturally have a way, but he would have to pay some price. He was not the Holy Mother and would not do this just because of such a person.
"Do you want to learn this silver needle technique?"
Chen Qiye changed the topic and looked at Song Guomin and asked.
"Ah? I, can I learn?" Song Guomin felt like he was living in a dream.
"Of course, it's just an ordinary silver needle technique."
"Learn, I, I learn!"
After saying this, Song Guomin immediately knelt down in front of Chen Qiye and kowtowed three times.
"Master, please bow down three times to my disciple!" (To be continued)