The rainy day has just passed, the air is fresh, and the blue tile floor is wet.
The Heavenly Medical Center was filled with rage. Many people in the medical field were so angry that they wanted to eat Ye Fan alive, turn him into mincemeat, and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks.
Especially when I saw his cynical expression and his disdain for everyone present, I felt very angry.
The rain stopped.
Many neighbors, and even people from far away in the busy city, drove here to watch the excitement here.
Many people are even watching at home through online live broadcast.
Today's medical battle has taken the initiative to cause a sensation in the entire Jinling medical community.
Two consultation tables are placed in a small courtyard, about ten meters tall. Next to the consultation tables is a hospital bed and some medical equipment.
Ye Fan and Zeng Zhengyang were sitting in the clinic, ten meters apart, but they could feel Zeng Zhengyang's sharp eyes like a knife, staring at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan looked casual, even a little lazy, and didn't seem to take Zeng Zhengyang seriously at all, and said:
"What are the rules for people in your city to fight against doctors?"
There is a custom of fighting doctors in the medical community. The purpose is to learn from each other's medical skills, conduct academic exchanges, and promote mutual learning, but today's situation is like this.
Obviously they wanted to compete and destroy Ye Fan.
The atmosphere was very tense, and everyone present took sides.
The medical community in Jinling City all lined up with Zeng Zhengyang.
Ye Fan didn't panic. Behind him was a large group of adults in their 50s, 60s and 70s. They were all elderly people who had strong backing for him.
A young man from the He family took a step forward and said:
"Doctors fighting to compete in medical skills need to have authoritative doctors as referees, and at the same time, they need to promptly remedy any accidents that occur during the fighting."
After that, he looked at Dong Jianguo and several other old professors of the same age as Mr. Dong, and said:
"These are the leading figures in Jinling's medical field, they are the highest authority. I think these three people will be the referees. Do you have any objections?"
Zeng Zhengyang shook his head and said:
"Two Western doctors and one Chinese medicine doctor are both authoritative doctors in Jinling's medical field. Naturally, I have no objection."
Ye Fan looked at the three of them and said:
"I don't have Western medical equipment here, how do they determine the patient's condition?"
The young man from the He family said: "Don't worry, I've already sent someone to deliver it. It will be delivered in a moment."
Ye Fan immediately said: "Then I have no objection, are there any other rules?"
The young man from the He family said again:
"The result of the medical battle is determined by the treatment effect. If the treatment effects of two people are the same, then the one who takes less time wins."
Zeng Zhengyang nodded.
He knows the rules of fighting doctors very well. He is also an old man in the medical field. He has fought against doctors hundreds of times and has a very good record.
Ye Fan asked: "I still have a question. After the winner is determined, when will the bet be fulfilled?"
The young man from the He family said: "When all the medical fights are over, we can cash in together."
"I don't agree!" Ye Fan immediately objected.
"What do you disagree with? This has always been the rule!" The young man from the He family stared at him, very unhappy.
Ye Fan said: "If I want to decide the outcome, I will honor the bet immediately. Otherwise, if I don't play with you, you will get out of the Heavenly Medical Center immediately and don't affect my business."
"You..." The young man from the He family was at a loss for words. After a while, he said:
"The rules have always been like this. Do we want to change the rules because of you?"
Ye Fan looked nonchalant and said:
"The rules are set by people, and they can be changed. If you can't honor the bet immediately, then you can go and stay where you are, and don't be an eyesore to me. I don't have time to play with you."
"..."
How many people gritted their teeth.
If you are not full of anger, who would want to play with you.
This will only further anger those present.
But he didn't seem to care.
Anyway, he looks like a dead pig who is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.
Hey, it’s just for fun.
The more I look at it, the more irritating it becomes.
One referee couldn't help but speak and said:
"Young man, the rules are set by the predecessors and followed by the future generations. This has been the principle throughout the ages. If you really win, there are so many people here and there are TV stations here. Are you afraid that others will cheat? Or are you afraid yourself?
lose?"
Ye Fan waved his hand, not caring about his authority at all, and said:
"I have no problem with other rules. Anyway, if you don't follow mine, you should just do whatever you want. I'm very busy. If you block my way of making money, you're seeking money and harming my life. You can't afford it."
"You..." the referee said angrily.
He is considered a well-established person in the Jinling medical community, and he has spoken out himself.
This guy actually refused to give him face, directly dismissed it, and confronted him head-on.
He really doesn't understand the world at all.
Extremely arrogant!
Dong Jianguo finally spoke. He was actually a little worried about Ye Fan. Although Ye Fan performed well on the train, it might just be a coincidence.
Now I have offended so many people.
If your tone is so arrogant and you don't understand the sophistication of the world, I'm afraid you will suffer a loss in the future.
"Xiaoye, it's not that this rule cannot be changed, but you have to give a reason that convinces everyone."
Ye Fan said without hesitation:
"I just arrived in Jinling not long ago, but I met a lot of scoundrels. I'm not afraid of gangsters, I'm afraid of educated gangsters. You have a lot of tricks in the city, and I'm too lazy to play tricks with you."
The professor then said: "Young man, if you meet a cheating person, it only means that you are not a kind person. But you can't generalize and be biased against us. We are all reputable people here.
Will we cheat?"
Ye Fan rolled his eyes and said:
"Who knows, there are many old scoundrels on the Internet who have assets of over 100 million. Do you all have assets of over 100 million? Can you guarantee it? I don't believe it anyway."
Zeng Zhengyang stood up and slammed the table. Everyone stopped arguing. He glared at Ye Fan and said:
"Country, you can fulfill the bet right away, but now I suspect that you don't have one million at all, and you want nothing to do with it. In this way, we hand over one million and put it with Mr. Dong to decide the winner. Mr. Dong
Transfer it to the other party's account immediately, do you dare?"
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone suddenly woke up.
"Why have we ignored such a big issue? He comes from a rural area, does he really have a million dollars?"
"I now seriously suspect that he just wants nothing but nothing. He doesn't even have a million."
Many people began to point at Ye Fan and question his empty hand.
Ye Fan took out a card, handed it to Mr. Dong, and said:
"Mr. Dong, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with them. There is one million yuan here. Please check it."
Someone will come over with a credit card machine right away.
Enter your password and check your balance.
A whole million!
Not one point more, not one point less.
It caused a little discussion.
"I wonder, are all rural people so rich now?"
Ye Fan looked at Zeng Zhengyang and said:
"You suggested it. I have already given one million to Mr. Dong for safekeeping. What about you?"
Zeng Zhengyang took out a card and handed it to Mr. Dong.
Mr. Dong brushed it off and said: "Only 380,000."
He took out a second card.
"One hundred and ninety thousand."
The third card.
"Two hundred and fifty thousand."
The fourth card...
It took eight cards to make up one million.
There was a lot of sweat on Zeng Zhengyang's forehead, and his expression became serious.