Before Zhang Xiaotian finished speaking, Mu Qingxue said angrily: "You bad guy, you even bought this, is there something wrong with you?"
"I..." After hearing this, Zhang Xiaotian said with a dark line on his face, "Don't you know if I have a problem?"
"you!"
Mu Qingxue's face turned as red as a red apple. If it hadn't been for An Xiaoqiang's phone call last night, they would have completed this step, so thinking of this made his face so red.
Zhang Xiaotian looked at An Weier and said with a smile: "Qingxue doesn't know, but as the general manager of Wanling Pharmaceutical, you should know, right?"
After hearing this, Anweier said hesitantly: "I...how do I know, why do I need to know."
Apparently she was thinking wrongly, and her face turned red.
Zhang Xiaotian opened the box, shook his head and said: "Let me introduce it to you. This is the blood ginseng from the year before last, which is a kind of ginseng."
"What did you say, this is ginseng?"
Mu Qingxue took a look and realized that it seemed that she had thought wrongly, and it was not the Anyang she thought at all.
But looking at this fist-sized blood-red thing, his pretty face felt hot, and he always felt very strange.
An Weier asked shyly: "Xiaotian, why does this ginseng look like this?"
Zhang Xiaotian smiled and said: "This is blood ginseng, and it is more than a thousand years old. It is very rare. Ordinary people don't know it at all. Blood ginseng looks like this. It's normal if you haven't seen it before."
"I'm going to check to see if you're lying to both of us. Maybe you used a model to tease me."
Mu Qingxue took out her mobile phone and started searching for blood ginseng.
"There really is such a thing as blood ginseng, but this is really weird."
Not long after, Mu Qingxue found information about blood ginseng.
"Xiaotian, the news that you bought blood ginseng at the auction has already been on the news, do you think?"
Mu Qingxue handed over the phone and said.
"How fast?"
Zhang Xiaotian glanced at Mu Qingxue's cell phone and frowned.
Although the auction was not kept secret, it didn't happen so quickly. It made the news so quickly, and the news had already been forwarded.
Anweier took a look and found all kinds of news about the Blood Forest.
"Xiaotian, this news says that blood ginseng can treat internal injuries. Is this true?"
"Xiaotian, you see someone has made your information clear. He is the boss of Jishitang and the youngest Chinese medicine doctor in Bincheng."
"Let me see."
Zhang Xiaotian took the phone and looked at it. Surprisingly, someone had clearly recorded his personal information and the entire bidding process.
At the same time, the above also introduces detailed information about blood ginseng. For example, blood ginseng can restore a man's virility, treat internal injuries, and make human flesh and bones alive.
Seeing Zhang Xiaotian's expression, Mu Qingxue asked: "Xiaotian, is there anything wrong with this?"
Zhang Xiaotian pondered for a moment, frowned and said, "It seems that someone is deliberately targeting me to expose this."
Anweier nodded and said: "The auction has just ended, and these news appeared on the Internet, and it has already been on the hot search. It seems that someone did this deliberately."
After hearing this, Mu Qingxue said with some confusion: "Who is so boring that they actually do this, and what is their purpose of doing this?
Could it be that the other party is promoting Jishitang for free?"
"The other party's intentions are not yet known."
Zhang Xiaotian shook his head and said.
Anweier thought for a moment and said, "Do you think the auctioneer wants to take this opportunity to promote itself?"
Zhang Xiaotian shook his head and said in denial: "The Gold Rush Auction House takes a high-end route, and the participants are all people from the upper class, so they don't need to promote themselves, and many of the auction items cannot be exposed, so they
I don’t want to be famous, nor do I want to receive too much attention.”
Through this incident, Zhang Xiaotian seemed to smell the atmosphere of conspiracy.
Mu Qingxue said: "If you can't think clearly, don't think about it. From now on, it won't have any bad impact on you."
Zhang Xiaotian nodded, then took out his phone and dialed Huo Yutong's number.
"Yutong, please help me find out who put that blood ginseng up for auction?"
Although I don’t understand it, I’ll investigate it, there’s nothing wrong with it.
"OK."
Huo Yutong said.
Immediately, Zhang Xiaotian and the others went to rest because they had to go to work the next day.
Early the next morning, Mu Qingxue and An Weier went to work at Wanling Pharmaceutical, while Zhang Xiaotian went directly to Jishi Hall.
Nowadays, more and more people are coming to Jishitang for medical treatment, so he feels that it is necessary to take some measures, otherwise, if this continues, they will be too busy 24 hours a day.
I am doing relatively well, but what about Mr. Xue and Zhu Zian?
Their health is not as good as his. If they see a doctor like this all day long, it will be too much for them. Sooner or later they will be exhausted.
After arriving at Jishi Hall, before going to work, Zhang Xiaotian discussed it with several people, and they all agreed that this was indeed a problem.
After several people discussed it, they decided to see a limited number of doctors every day. Xue Dingkun, Zhu Zian, and Xue Xiong saw fifty patients every day, and he saw a hundred patients.
And you have to queue up to get a number and wait to see a doctor. There are 250 numbers a day, until all are available.
After this rule was announced, many people felt very sorry, but also expressed their understanding.
After all, doctors are human beings too, and they cannot treat you 24 hours a day. It is already extraordinary for someone to take the time to treat you.
People like Huo Feiteng are responsible for taking and allocating numbers.
If no one gets the number on the day, you have to come back tomorrow. If you are in a hurry, you can also go to other clinics.
Suddenly, there were fewer people in Jishi Hall.
When several people started to see the doctor, everything was proceeding in an orderly manner.
Zhang Xiaotian was concentrating on seeing a doctor when there was a commotion at the door of Jishi Hall, and then several people wearing martial arts uniforms walked in.
The leader was a very tall woman with a ponytail and a martial arts uniform, who looked quite heroic.
This woman looked to be in her early twenties and was very beautiful, but there was a hint of pride on her face.
"What are you guys going to do?
If you want to see a doctor, please queue up to get a number!”
The people queuing up to get a number said a little dissatisfied.
But these people ignored it at all and rushed in directly.
Xue Xiong was young to begin with, so youthfulness and vigor were his characteristics. He stood up and said: "What are you doing?
Why are you running around like this? If you want to see a doctor, just go get the number and queue up."
The girl named the leader looked at Xue Xiong and asked directly: "Are you Zhang Xiaotian from Jishi Hall?"
"Do you know how to be polite? You can also call my ancestor brother by his name?"
Xue Xiong said coldly.
"Since you are not Zhang Xiaotian, then please shut up."
The girl who was the leader said coldly, "Who is this Zhang Xiaotian, stand up for me?
Hand over that blood ginseng to me."
After hearing this, Xue Xiong immediately became angry: "Do you understand the rules? This is Jishi Hall, a place where people see doctors. Don't yell and yell here. If you are not here to see a doctor, please leave."
After saying this, we must drive these people away.