Seeing this pair of nouveau riche and female secretary collaborating together, Zuo Xiu raised a smile on his lips.
interesting!
He was not in a hurry to answer, but turned to look at Guan Zuwang and asked, "Do you know this couple?"
Guan Zuwang shook his head: "I don't know."
"I know Divine Doctor Zuo."
A boy of eighteen or nineteen suddenly stood up. He pointed at the nouveau riche and said angrily:
"This bully is called Mo Etu. He was originally a gangster from Qingmen, and later became a street bully in our area. In recent years, real estate has soared. He integrated a group of thugs, used cement and gravel to make huge profits, and became a nouveau riche.
Now he has opened a construction company and has become a rich man like a dog!"
As soon as the young man opened his mouth, an aunt beside him hurriedly pulled the corner of his clothes and whispered:
"Makio, stop talking. This bully will take revenge on you. You must not get into trouble again."
The young man bit his lip tightly, exuding an innate sense of righteousness.
Zuo Xiu smiled and said: "Little brother, please step forward and speak. Don't worry. I'm here. I guarantee that this bitch will never dare to retaliate against you again. How does he make huge profits? Tell me?"
The upstart laughed and said, "Little doctor, you are so crazy. You dare to call me a piece of shit. You will cry and call me daddy later!"
Zuo Xiuxiu ignored him, stood up, walked to the young man, and said sternly: "Son, tell me, I will make the decision for you today!"
The young man took a deep breath, mustered up his courage and said, "Okay! You are a doctor, I believe you."
"This Mo Etu has more than a hundred thugs and monopolizes the cement, sand and gravel business in a large area of the Third Ring Road and the Fourth Ring Road. He personally goes door-to-door to sell homes that need decoration, and the price triples. If anyone dares
If you refuse what he sells, you will be slapped in the face or have your legs broken. My father had his legs broken by him last year!"
"Every family of the uncles and aunts who are treating doctors here has been bullied by him, but he has a backer behind him, and even if the security forces come, they can't take care of it, which makes us miserable."
Zuo Xiu frowned and looked up. Hundreds of patients and their family members all lowered their heads, obviously very afraid of Mo Etu.
Zuo Xiu turned to look at the upstart and asked in a cold voice: "Do you admit the crimes he exposed you to?"
Mo Etu grinned, patted his chest and said loudly: "Yes, I did it all! Little doctor, I advise you to take good care of your doctor and stop meddling in other people's business, otherwise your end will be very tragic!"
This man is so arrogant!
Zuo Xiu said calmly: "Then I will treat you first. Your female secretary said before that if I cure your disease, I will be rewarded heavily. I would like to ask, how much can you reward me?"
Mo Etu didn't take Zuo Xiu seriously at all. He hugged the sexy Xiaomi next to him and laughed loudly: "My secretary has the final say on this matter. I will reward you as much as she says?"
The female secretary snorted, sat on Mo Etu, twisted deliberately and said: "Boss, in my opinion, this guy is very poor as a doctor, so I will reward him with one month's income!"
Zuo Xiu raised his phone and said, "A month's income is okay! Boss Mo, do you keep your word? I recorded the video."
Mo Ertu waved his hand proudly and said with a sinister smile: "Of course you keep your word! Boy, I have a terminal illness, please treat me quickly?"
Zuo Xiu just glanced at him and said, "There's nothing wrong with you at all. You just came to blackmail me on purpose, right?"
Mo Etu looked at Zuo Xiu in surprise, and said with a smile: "Boy, whether to blackmail you or not is another matter. Now I am terminally ill. I have diabetes. One-third of the people in the world have diabetes.
I have diabetes, can you treat me now?"
Having said that, Mo Eitu looked proud.
Diabetes in adults has been studied all over the world for half a century, but still cannot be completely cured, so he concluded that Zuo Xiu could not cure it.
Zuo Xiu said calmly: "No problem, I will cure you now. Guan Zuwang, test his blood sugar first."
Mo Ertu was stunned, what happened was a bit unexpected, but he said cruelly: "Boy, I'll give you half an hour. If you can't cure it, this clinic will belong to me!"
Guan Zuwang suddenly shouted: "Mo Etu, it turns out you are here for my pharmacy, you are so shameless!"
Mo Etu chuckled sinisterly, pointed at the banner on the store and said:
"The miraculous doctor can cure incurable diseases through consultation. This is what you said yourself. If I can't be cured today, of course this clinic belongs to me. If you don't accept it, I will break your legs!"
Zuo Xiu frowned, this street bully was not ordinary arrogant. He waved his hand and asked Guan Zuwang to quickly check his blood.
"The blood sugar is now 11.7. He does have diabetes."
After taking a look at the blood sugar level, Zuo Xiu smiled, took out a blood-tonifying pill and said:
"My blood-tonifying pill is specially designed to treat diabetes. It can be cured in half an hour. Just swallow it."
Mo Etu held the elixir in his hand, with a look of disbelief on his face, and pinched the medicine here and there: "Boy, what you did is pretty much like that. Okay, I'll swallow it first!"
After swallowing it in one gulp, Mo Eitu looked at Guan Zhongyong triumphantly: "Mr. Guan, you are asking for your own death today. Your clinic fell into my hands. Don't blame me."
Guan Zhongyong smiled generously and said: "The little miracle doctor represents me. If you have the ability, just take it."
After waiting like this for half an hour, everyone was full of expectations.
Zuo Xiu looked at the time and said, "It's almost done, Zu Wang, check your blood sugar again."
Mo Etu stretched out his palm and said wildly: "Go ahead and take the test. You can't cure this terminal disease anyway. I only give you ten minutes to get out of here."
After he finished speaking, Guan Zuwang also finished measuring his blood sugar. He only heard a beep and the blood sugar meter reported crisply: "Blood sugar value 4.8."
Everyone was stunned, and the smile on Mo Etu's face froze. He couldn't believe his ears.
Zuo Xiu handed him the value on the blood glucose meter: "See clearly, I've cured your disease!"
Mo Etu's eyes widened suddenly. He felt that after swallowing the medicine just now, a warm current surged through his body, like a hot spring. He felt that the disease was really cured.
But he didn't believe it at all, and said sternly: "Boy, there must be something wrong with your blood glucose meter. You want to fool me. You dialed the wrong note. Rongrong, call the Ah Wus and ask them to go to other pharmacies to buy some for me."
Here are five blood glucose meters!”
The sexy little girl gave a charming hum and immediately called five yellow-haired thugs and asked them to buy five brand-new blood glucose meters.
"To verify the accuracy, I will drink another bowl of brown sugar water. If the blood sugar is not higher than 7, I will believe you!"
Mo Etu smiled sinisterly and asked the pharmacist to bring him a large bowl of brown sugar water. He drank it in one gulp, thinking that the blood sugar would definitely rise to over 15.
A few minutes later, Ah Wu and others bought a blood glucose meter, and they immediately tested it five times by themselves.
"4.8,4.8..."
Five blood glucose meters measured exactly the same.
Mo Etu was dumbfounded. He looked at Zuo Xiu, who looked at him with a smile.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, even though Mo Eitu was unwilling to give in, he had no choice but to say: "Good luck to you, you really cured my disease, you are really a miracle doctor!"
There was a round of applause from all around.
All the patients present became excited.
Zuo Xiu asked: "Since I'm cured, you should give me a month's income. Have you forgotten your promise?"
Mo Etu said nonchalantly: "I haven't forgotten that as a gangster, I still have this bit of credit. Tell me, how much do you earn per month?"
In his eyes, a junior doctor's monthly income will never exceed one million.
But Zuo Xiu said with a smile: "I won't talk about it for a month. I'll just show you my income these days. I cured Grandpa Qiao, and the Qiao family gave me 4 billion!"
4 billion!
Everyone was shocked!
And that’s just the income in the past few days.
Mo Eitu narrowed his eyes and suddenly said sternly: "Boy, if you are blackmailing me, you have chosen the wrong person?"
Zuo Xiu said coldly: "This is my income record. How can I blackmail you? Today's 4 billion, you can't lose a penny!"
"Fuck! How dare you talk to me like that!"
Mo Eitu roared angrily, pulled out a machete from his waist like lightning, and thrust it across Zuo Xiu's neck!
Murderous.
Guan Zhongyong was horrified and shouted: "Miracle Doctor Zuo..."