Chapter 125

In a new environment, if you want to have a foothold, you always have to show something different.

Otherwise, this group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp will come to find fault every other time. Qin Jun is also tired of it.

It's better to shake them once and for all.

Li Haoyuan looked back and several people gathered around to discuss.

"This boy is very arrogant. Give him a low horse?"

"Hum, if this kind of person opens a restaurant here, it will inevitably affect our reputation. Why don't you invite Mr. Wang and let him eat it?"

"Mr. Wang? Mr. Wang, that's ankylosing spondylitis. It can't be cured. Can he approve it? "

Ankylosing spondylitis, a chronic inflammatory disease, is accompanied by pain and stiffness from the lower back to the feet.

This disease, the current medicine can not cure, can only alleviate, although does not affect life, but very affect life.

So, it's a complex disease.

Mr. Wang has a good identity and a hot temper. He also has this kind of difficult and miscellaneous disease. If he can't be cured, he will torture people. As time goes by, Mr. Wang's temper will become more fierce, and sometimes he will even beat the doctor.

These old TCM doctors have been dealt with by Mr. Wang, but they can only bear to have money and status.

Originally, they came to embarrass Qin Jun. if this boy knew current affairs and had a humble attitude, they might just find a patient to verify Qin Jun's medical skills.

But now it seems that the boy is not worthy of praise.

In this case, there's no need to save face for him. Let him know that the traditional Chinese medicine street is not so easy to mix!

"Well, please come here, Mr. Wang!"

With that, Li Haoyuan picked up the phone and called Wang Yishui.

"Hello, Mr. Wang? I'm Li Haoyuan. There's a new hospital in our Chinese medicine street. There's a young Chinese medicine doctor who claims to be able to cure your disease. Would you like to come and have a look? "

Wang Yishui smell speech, voice low, "can cure my disease?"? Is he sure? "

Li Haoyuan showed a sneer from the corner of his mouth. "I don't know. He promised it. Just come and have a look."

"Well! Well, I'll go and have a look. If it can't be cured, I'll never spare him! "

Hang up the phone, Li Haoyuan's face showed a trace of satisfaction, turned around, said to Qin Jun.

"A patient will come later. If you can cure him, we will admit you."

Qin Jun light said.

"I don't need your acknowledgement, as long as you don't bother me again in the future."

Li Haoyuan and others snorted coldly. They are very arrogant. They are famous masters of traditional Chinese medicine.

Different from those old experts in traditional Chinese medicine hospital, those old experts are all from professional backgrounds and carry out continuous research in the field of science.

And these doctors in their traditional Chinese medicine Street are basically the kind who learn from experts and don't pass on to others. Moreover, there are many patients who are very experienced and basically have a specialty to gain a foothold.

Li Haoyuan, for example, specializes in rheumatism. He can catch all kinds of rheumatic diseases easily.

But the only thing that has never been cured is Wang Yishui.