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A week passed in the blink of an eye. Jiang Qiu was playing with a small notebook in his hand and humming a song.

This thing is naturally Jiang Qiu's medical qualification certificate. With his strength, it is not difficult to pass this test.

The free clinic also went surprisingly smoothly, everything went smoothly.

The people at Renxin Medicine didn't seem to care about Jiang Qiu's free clinic at all, and there was no obstruction at all.

However, Jiang Qiu knew that this was not the conscience of the people at Renxin Medicine. If he didn't attack now, he must be holding back his big move! He needed to be careful and guard against it.

Ye Qi has been rising up the TV station since she got an exclusive interview with Jiang Qiu in Sanyang City last time.

Now, the news that Jiang Qiu is going to hold a free clinic, thanks to Ye Qi's efforts, has been widely circulated, not just across the country, but at least in several provinces and cities around the Magic City.

Especially in some hospitals, the news that Mr. Pu's only closed disciple was about to launch a free clinic spread quickly like a drop of ink in white water.

Everyone is speculating on what this person named Jiang Qiu is capable of.

After all, those who come to the hospital are either medical workers or patients and their families, and the free clinic has close contact with them.

The most excited ones are of course the patients.

Seeing a doctor in a big hospital is not cheap. If you can get good treatment without spending any money, why not?

But the question is, can Jiang Qiu be trusted?

Mr. Pu and the others knew that he was a master of traditional Chinese medicine who had appeared on TV! His medical skills were earth-shattering!

As the only closed disciple of the old man, Jiang Qiu must have good medical skills, right?

For a time, many patients and family members were interested, but of course, most people were moved but did not take action.

After all, Jiang Qiu's medical skills are still a mystery. If he is a parallel importer, wouldn't it be a waste of energy and time? A big hospital is reliable. It costs money, but you have peace of mind!

However, hospitals also have no shortage of people with poor family conditions.

Nowadays, a slightly more serious disease can cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. Not all families can afford such a large amount of money at once.

There is a saying that goes, there is only one disease in the world, and that is the disease of poverty!

News of Jiang Qiu's free clinic spread. That night, a man doing a small job squatted in the corridor of the hospital, playing with his mobile phone with a shattered screen. He typed in the search box one by one. He looked up a lot of information about Jiang Qiu.

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He also saw a video on the Internet of Jiang Qiu using his powerful traditional Chinese medicine skills in Sanyang City. After watching it, he quickly turned off the data network because he couldn't bear the traffic charges.

The man scratched his hair and thought for a long time.

Difficulty and helpless despair flashed across Vicissitudes' face. He glanced at the motionless old mother lying on the hospital bed and pinched his already shriveled wallet.

In the middle of the night, the man finally found the doctor on duty. He was so nervous and at a loss what to do that he finally managed to utter a sentence.

"Doctor...doctor, I...I want to take my mother out of the hospital..."

Hearing this, the night shift doctor who was sorting out medical records suddenly raised his head, glanced at the man's face, and immediately frowned.

"I remember you. The patient's name is Liu Er'e, right? Your mother's condition is very serious! Isn't it nonsense to be discharged now?"

"If we don't step up treatment now, problems will easily occur. We don't know when the condition will worsen. Once it worsens, it will be very difficult! Whether we can save it or not is a question."

"No! We can't leave the hospital!"

Hearing this, a look of eagerness suddenly flashed across the man's face, and he was at a loss as he held a dilapidated and inferior wallet in his hand.

"No...no, I...I..."

The doctor frowned and interrupted.

"No matter what the reason is, your mother's condition cannot be discharged without delay. Even if you are discharged, there is no hope! It is no different from waiting to die!"

The man's rough and weathered face was full of eagerness, and seemed to be a bit ashamed. He clenched the wallet tightly in his hands, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

He wanted to say "I have no money", but no matter how poor he was, he was still a man, and his pride as a man did not allow him to say the word "no money".

The doctor looked at the man's troubled expression, then at the tattered wallet that had been crumpled into a ball, and sighed inwardly.

After working as a doctor for so many years, I have seen too many such things.

Even if I want to help, I can't do anything. There are so many people and I can't help.

After a long silence, the doctor sighed.

"I understand. When the people in the lobby go to work tomorrow, I will go and handle the discharge procedures for you."

When the man heard this, he immediately held the doctor's hand excitedly and stammered.

"Thank you... thank you doctor, I... I took my mother to the free clinic! That... that doctor is very powerful!"

The doctor was stunned and couldn't laugh or cry.

"Free clinic? This..."

To be honest, it's not that he doesn't despise the clinic, it's that this way of seeing a doctor doesn't have advanced equipment, and it doesn't have the foundation to treat serious illnesses.

Going for a free check-up is not enough, but wanting to be cured? It’s just a fantasy.

The doctor wasn't optimistic at all, but he still managed a smile.

"Then... let's try it."

After the man left, the doctor took out his mobile phone and looked at the news in the medical circle. He found that there was only one person who had received a free clinic recently, and that was Jiang Qiu.

After reading Jiang Qiu's information for a while, the doctor frowned and shook his head.

Mr. Pu's closed disciple... his name is really a lie!

It's a pity... The man took his old mother to see a doctor, but it was destined to be fruitless.

Such cases require surgery in large hospitals, but what can be done by a free clinic in a district?

Sighing, the doctor continued working.

There are many medical workers like him who share this idea.

Like men, there are also many people who have no choice but to leave big hospitals and go to the free clinics in Shanghai due to lack of money.

The former just shook his head silently, and no one explained the reason for not being optimistic, because for those helpless patients, Jiang Qiu's free clinic was their last chance.

It is better to have hope than no hope.

All of a sudden, a large number of patients who either came alone or were brought by their families appeared in bus stations of all sizes in Shanghai.

Everyone has only one destination, and that is the venue where Jiang Qiu will hold a free clinic.

At this time, there are only a few days left before the free clinic.

Jiang Qiu paid for Zhang Lei to be removed from the school and asked him to find people to build the space needed for the free clinic and purchase various facilities needed for the free clinic.

This cost a lot of money, but Jiang Qiu didn't blink an eye.

Everything is going on in full swing.

At this time, another conspiracy was also going on in full swing in the office of Renxin Medical.

Liu Qiangjun, the nominal largest shareholder, asked calmly while holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"I asked you to prepare for the difficult and complicated diseases, are you ready?"


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