But this is what I left before.

I left, that was just planted.

Ye Chen's eyes swept over the others and found that many people had such red lines on them.

He seemed to have guessed something, but he didn't say anything.

"You just need to come here every month to take a pair of medicine."

Dr. Zhong checked it and said easily.

"Thank you, Dr. Zhong!" The patient heard that it was fine and hurriedly said thanking.

Ye Chen's eyes fell on the patient's face and was not sick. If he had to say that he was sick, it was the Gu in the other party's body, and that needed to be controlled with drugs.

He was even more sure of his judgment.

So he walked towards the registration office and he pretended to register.

The woman in charge of registration inside was giggling while wearing red nails while watching the video.

"I'll hang up the name of Doctor Zhong." Ye Chen said.

"Fifty dollars." The woman said without leaving her head off the screen of her phone.

Ye Chen gave him fifty dollars.

A woman is registered.

The patient who had just been diagnosed came to get the medicine he took once a month according to Dr. Zhong's request.

The woman glanced at the prescription and said casually: "Three hundred dollars!"

"OK!"

The patient agreed with a smile on his face and handed the three red bills to the other party.

The woman quickly gave the order and handed it to the patient, which was very standardized.

The patient is grateful.

Ye Chen's mouth curled up slightly, one count costs fifty yuan, one deck costs three hundred yuan, and one person costs three hundred and fifty yuan.

Ye Chen looked at the crowd lined up, and there were hundreds of people.

Most of this is the case. These people only cost tens of thousands of yuan a day. Although it is not a lot, they cannot stand it forever. This is a typical example of gathering sand into a tower.

He completely saw the money-making model of Xiaohong family - to poison and then treat diseases to make money. An infinite cycle allows those who come here to see a doctor to become migrant workers in their family.

A person contributes thousands of dollars a year, a Fengcheng City has millions of people, and others who come here to see it?

This is a vampire with bloody mouths.

Ye Chen's anger rushed to his head. He looked at the patient who was about to leave, "Brother, what disease are you suffering from?"

When the patient heard the call, he saw Ye Chen young, handsome, handsome and elegant, and had a good impression. He smiled and said, "I used to be sweating and woke up from my dreams, which made me feel neurasthenia. Later, I took medicine here to cure it."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the medicine in his hand and said, "This medicine is very effective. I spent tens of thousands of uncured diseases in another hospital. I just need to get rid of three medicines here.

Just one medicine is fine. Doctor Zhong is really a miracle doctor!”

The patient praised with admiration.

Many patients at the scene heard his words and immediately started talking.

"The medical skills of Xiaohong's family are really miraculous doctors!"

"I am already a desperate and helpless disease, and it is cured here."

"It is really our blessing to have a miracle doctor like the Xiaohong family in Fengcheng."

......

Praise comes one after another.

Dr. Zhong sat there and continued to treat the disease. His face was calm and natural, as if he had become accustomed to it.

Ye Chen sneered in his heart and looked at Dr. Zhong, "Is this patient still sick?"


Chapter completed!