Luo Han's heart was slightly sunburned, and he secretly thought that the drama was coming, but his face was still calm: "I don't understand what you said, sir. Master said that you have a heart disease, which is a heart disease, not cancer. And our notice is only for
How will cancer affect you, sir?"
"Furthermore, everything has a step-by-step process. This is not the first time that my master has held a free clinic, but I have been under his name for only one year. This is also the first time that we have participated in this type of charity.
Many aspects of the free clinic were not carefully considered before, so today a supplementary clause appears. This is not directed at a specific person. But from your tone, sir, it seems that we are here because you are coming.
Did you put out such a notice on purpose? This... seems unreasonable?"
"Hmph!" The middle-aged man snorted angrily: "Although I am just suffering from a heart disease at the moment, not cancer, my wife has terminal cancer and has been declared incurable by major hospitals. Now she can only stare blankly.
Waiting to die on the hospital bed. Originally, through the publicity of Jinshan Temple these days, I saw a little hope in you, and I knew that Professor Duan had a unique prescription that could cure my wife's cancer with century-old wild purple zhizhi. But, wait
I came here, but I saw this notice, but our family still has a small amount of assets, and it is not within the scope of your free clinic to provide free medicine for a few days. Tell me, does this count as a mental illness, and should I see you?"
The middle-aged man looked at Luo Han provocatively, a hint of pride flashing through his eyes.
Is that the reason?
Luo Han smiled again: "What's your surname?"
"Excuse me, my surname is Feng!"
"It turns out to be Old Uncle Feng. Well, since what you want is my medicinal materials, why not talk to me directly instead of hanging around here and wasting other patients' time?" Luo Han looked at the dark row of patients behind him.
, calmly and authentically.
"Okay! I'm going to see what method Chairman Luo uses to convince me today!" The middle-aged man surnamed Feng just thought about it for a moment and then happily agreed.
He didn't dare to really stop Duan Xiangyuan from treating his illness in such a situation. That would cause public outrage.
He stood up quickly, stood with Luo Han, and intentionally or unintentionally approached the microphone next to Duan Xiangyuan: "Tell me, how do you plan to cure this heart disease for me? Please give me a convincing and acceptable reason, otherwise, I can completely doubt it.
, is it because you don’t have enough century-old wild medicinal materials that you are marketing together, that’s why you made such restrictions!”
The originally relatively normal volume was immediately amplified through the microphone due to the intentional move of the middle-aged man named Feng, and rang clearly over the entire free clinic site.
Many patients heard this question and immediately became excited.
The smile on Luo Han's face was still there, but the smile was cold.
"Uncle Feng, are you a doctor?" Luo Han suddenly asked.
The middle-aged man named Feng was startled, then shook his head: "I'm not."
"Oh, since you are not a doctor, how can you conclude that my master, Professor Duan Xiangyuan, would definitely cure your wife before he met her, and he would also use the century-old wild purple zhizhi?" Luo Han asked lightly.
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"This..." The middle-aged man surnamed Feng was suffocated at first, but then he said confidently: "Professor Duan didn't use a wild century-old Zhizhi to cure Han Zhongqiang, the former governor of your G province and the current secretary of the provincial party committee.
"Don't tell me that you are willing to use this century-old purple mushroom for the provincial party committee secretary, but you look down upon ordinary people and disdain to use it?"
This voice was full of provocation.
The patient agitation at the scene also became intense.
Duan Xiangyuan frowned slightly.
He had already heard that the middle-aged man named Feng was deliberately causing trouble.
However, it involves the Duan family's ancestral secret recipe, and it also involves a feudal official. He really can't argue with this person easily.
He quickly looked at Luo Han, worry already showing in his eyes.
If Luo Han fails to deal with this problem, all the efforts he has made in the past few days will be in vain.
Luo Han's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Mr. Feng, you are really thoughtful. You actually know that the first patient my master cured with this unique prescription was the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee of our province! However, since you know this,
Why don't you tell everyone how much Secretary Han spent to buy this century-old wild purple mushroom from our joint marketing?"
The middle-aged man surnamed Feng was immediately struck by Luo Han's piercing and cold eyes, and his heart began to tremble, and his mouth began to panic: "I...I...?"
"I said you are clearly here to cause trouble, with ulterior motives!" Luo Han's face darkened, and he suddenly interrupted his words, and his tone immediately became extremely tough.
"Yes, my master, Professor Duan, did treat Secretary Han's illness. But at that time, Secretary Han was still the semi-retired Vice Chairman of the Provincial Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference! I believe that all the grandfathers, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters present,
You should understand how big the distance is between the Vice Chairman of the Provincial Committee of the CPPCC and the Secretary of the Provincial Committee!"
Having said this, Luo Han summoned his true energy and sent these words far away, so that every patient present could hear clearly: "Secretary Han once served as the governor of our G Province.
When he was in office, he was devoted to the public good and did a lot of practical things for the people of G Province. Therefore, my master couldn't bear to see such a good official die young. Based on the secret recipe passed down from his ancestors, he specially asked me to find a suitable century-old plant.
Wild purple zhizhi was used as the main medicine to cure Secretary Han’s mid-stage cancer.”
"But this century-old wild purple mushroom was not given to Secretary Han for free. At that time, Secretary Han's son-in-law, Mr. Zhou Zhenhua, the vice president of the national hotel chain Rongheng Group, paid a price of 30 million yuan for it!"
"Maybe you want to say that you didn't know that Vice President Zhou's career was not supported by Secretary Han. Then, I also want to ask you, do you think that the former governor of a province, and the governor who was in office for less than half a year at that time,
Do you have the ability to influence a national-level group company and support your son-in-law to become the vice president of a national-level enterprise group?"
"So, you deliberately asked this question with bad intentions and to cause trouble. You want to destroy my master's reputation, destroy the image of Secretary Han, and destroy our reputation of being a people-oriented and honest person at Gongjin Marketing!"
Unexpectedly, Luo Han had a sudden attack. The middle-aged man surnamed Feng suddenly lost his calmness and began to sweat anxiously on his forehead: "You, you are talking nonsense..."
"I'm not talking nonsense!" Luo Han peeled off the cocoon and pressed forward step by step: "You said you were worried about your wife. Well, let me ask you, since your family has a small amount of assets, then, how about a car of your own worth more than 100,000 yuan?
You should always have a private car? With a private car, is it always possible to bring your wife with terminal cancer from Nanjing to Zhenjiang? And then bring her to the door of Jinshan, is it always possible? "
"Although after going up the mountain, there is a part of the road behind where vehicles are not allowed to pass. However, under the Jinshan Temple, there are many locals in their prime working as porters. If you are serious and worried about your wife, spend one or two hundred yuan.
Is it okay to hire four porters to take her up the mountain and come to my master for face-to-face diagnosis and treatment?"
"In the end, you didn't do anything. You came here empty-handed and talked empty-handed. If you didn't mean to cause trouble, what else!"
The loud, clear and powerful voice kept echoing in the air, and some ordinary patients and their families who were still waiting in line began to agree with Luo Han's question.
"Yes, if he is determined, this is actually very easy to do!"
"Oh, maybe the hospital won't allow him to be discharged?"
"Tch, from what you said, I know that you have never been hospitalized. For this kind of terminally ill patient, the hospital is eager for you to be discharged as soon as possible. You can't be cured anyway, and keeping you here will affect their cure rate."
The middle-aged man named Feng was stunned and speechless.
He really didn't expect that Rohan's tongue could be so sharp that he couldn't find any reason to refute.
Duan Xiangyuan felt relieved and a slight smile appeared on his face.
This disciple, you don’t have to worry about what big losses he will suffer!
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In the end, the middle-aged man surnamed Feng left dejectedly, and the free clinic scene returned to its original order. However, within a few minutes, Luo Han accidentally looked at the team in front and found a few people outside the team.
It was obviously not the figure of a patient.
He took a closer look and found that two of them were consistent with the information Yuxue gave him last night.
Luo Han couldn't help but smile coldly.
The gunman was useless, so did he take action himself?
Let's see what you do.
However, perhaps because he knew about this middle-aged man, within a quarter of an hour, Master Mirror slowly came over.
Duan Xiangyuan and several other old monks immediately stood up respectfully: "Master (Uncle)...".
Master Mirror smiled, waved his hand, then walked to Luo Han's ear and whispered something to Luo Han.
Luo Han was stunned for a moment, but soon, Luo Han smiled.
Jinshan Temple is worthy of being a famous and powerful temple!
"Thank you, Master, for telling me. With Master's words, this junior will know what to do next."
Master Mingjing nodded slightly, turned and left.
Within half an hour, Duan Xiangyuan finally received the first patient with mid-stage cancer since the start of the free clinic.
Duan Xiangyuan carefully checked his pulse and checked his Qi. After asking questions, he glanced at Luo Han: "Are you...prepared?"
The question was very reserved.
Because not to mention the wild Zizhizhi that is over a hundred years old, he has indeed not seen any other medicinal materials that are over a hundred years old in the past few days.
However, Duan Xiangyuan also knows that such rare things are usually not easily displayed. Maybe Luo Han is hiding them somewhere.
Luo Han had already guessed Duan Xiangyuan's condition from the questions and answers he had with the patient, and he understood it immediately after hearing the words: "I've prepared everything here!"
While speaking, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced in the direction where the two people were standing, and met their cold and slightly hostile gazes.
Luo Han looked away as if he didn't realize it, already having some concerns in his heart.