Chapter 472: 5% Cure Rate
Chapter 472: 5% Cure Rate
Chapter 472: Fifty Percent Cure Rate
Tang Zhongzhong's face turned pale and red, and he spread his hands awkwardly to Ye Changqing: "Maybe the couple had a quarrel, and it must be Tang Renzhong who provoked his wife.
I came at the wrong time. The Tang people are too stubborn.
No respect for women at all.
As a result, I was also disliked by his wife."
Ye Changqing didn't know what to say. This guy, nicknamed Stubborn Monkey, actually said that his friend was stubborn.
I guess his friends are even more stubborn than him.
However, he didn't care what kind of person Tang Renzhong was. He just wanted to get the "Five Comprehensive Medical Books of Traditional Chinese Medicine" as soon as possible.
She said calmly, "Just bear with it. As a woman, it might be her period, don't take it too seriously."
Go on. "
Tang Zhongzhong looked embarrassed and hesitated as he looked at the door.
Ye Changqing frowned: "Call for help!"
Tang Zhongzhong said with a bitter face: "You may not know that Tang Renzhong's wife... is a tigress.
When that woman gets crazy, she really scratches her face.
I...I'm a little scared, otherwise let's wait until she calms down and then try again."
Ye Changqing didn't have the patience to wait, so he said with a smile: "Just bang on the door.
When she comes out, she'll say I was the one who broke it."
Tang Zhongzhong pointed at Ye Changqing and said, "Don't regret what you said when the time comes."
Ye Changqing pointed at his face and said, "If his wife is angry and wants to scratch her face, let her scratch my face. I will take care of it if there is any problem.
Just bang on the door!"
Tang Zhongzhong nodded, walked to the door, clenched his fist and smashed it against the door.
Boom boom~
He threw three punches in a row.
The iron door slammed with a deafening sound.
A woman's scolding was also heard in the room: "Stubborn monkey, are you itching for trouble?
Believe it or not, I’ll scratch your face!”
Along with the cursing, footsteps were heard inside.
The footsteps hit the ground loudly and quickly, and one could feel the owner's anger from the sound of the footsteps.
Tang Zhongzhong was so scared that he hid behind Ye Changqing: "We agreed that if that tigress takes action...
You have to take the blame. Don’t say it was me who broke the door!”
Ye Changqing said calmly: "I understand. I promise not to say that it was you who broke the door."
Tang Zhongzhong listened to the footsteps in the house approaching the door. He was still worried, so he patted Ye Changqing's shoulder from behind and reminded him again: "Don't ever say that I broke the door.
Did you hear me! "
Ye Changqing smiled and said, "Don't worry.
I promise! "
Tang Zhongzhong felt much more at ease. With Ye Changqing taking the blame, he felt that he didn't need to hide behind Ye Changqing.
He stood directly to Ye Changqing's right, shoulder to shoulder with Ye Changqing.
Squeak~
The door opens.
A woman in her thirties came out. She was wearing pink pajamas, and her fat body made the clothes look round.
When she saw Tang Zhongzhong, she immediately screamed in a shrill voice: "Stubborn monkey, how dare you smash my door.
You don’t want to get better, do you? "
As he spoke, he walked towards Tang Zhongzhong in a hurry, making Eagle Claw Kung Fu gestures with his hands.
Tang Zhongzhong took a step back in fear: "Sister-in-law, I didn't break the door.
If you don’t believe it, ask him! "
While speaking, he pointed at Ye Changqing.
The woman slowed down her pace and looked at Ye Changqing: "It wasn't him who broke the door, was it you?"
Ye Changqing hurriedly shook his head: "I didn't break the door, I saw it, it was this stubborn monkey who broke the door.
He also called you a tigress!"
What? The woman gritted her teeth and pounced on Tang Zhongzhong: "I can't kill you with my scratches!"
Tang Zhongzhong's eyes widened. Ye Changqing actually didn't keep his word.
He was about to question Ye Changqing when he saw the woman rushing towards him. Without thinking too much, he turned around and ran.
The woman chased after him, cursing, "You stubborn monkey, you bastard.
The king of eight lambs.
Stop right there.
My family members were led astray by you.
I can't forgive you.
Stop! "
Tang Zhongzhong was running like crazy at this time, looking like he was being chased by a mad dog.
Soon they ran away. Ye Changqing stood at the door without moving, watching silently, like a passerby.
After a few minutes, the woman came back and said to Ye Changqing coldly: "Why don't you leave? What are you doing here?
You're asking for trouble! "
Ye Changqing smiled and said, "It's like this, I owe someone two hundred yuan, so I specially sent it here today.
Even if you want to scold me.
Please take the money first, then scold me."
Paying back the money?
The woman's attitude immediately changed from angry to surprised, and finally a smile appeared on her face: "Well, I'm sorry.
I get angry when I see stubborn monkeys.
How come you came with him?
You owe me 200, right? Cash or mobile transfer."
Ye Changqing didn't know how the stubborn monkey had offended him, and he didn't want to ask. He took out his phone and said, "Mobile transfer."
He transferred the money directly while talking.
Then he spoke again: "Is everyone at home?
He cured me last time and I’m very grateful to him and want to thank him in person.”
The woman checked the account record, raised her head and said to Ye Changqing: "He... went to a meeting and study again.
I've really gone astray, and Chinese medicine is the only thing on my mind.
I had long forgotten this home.
Money, money can't be earned, and people are busy every day. "
She thought about every little thing that had happened since she married Tang Renzhong and couldn't help but start complaining.
I never thought that there was any point in saying these things in front of Ye Changqing, a stranger.
Can't make money?
Ye Changqing frowned. As a doctor holding the "Five Volumes of Chinese and Western Medical Books", according to the understanding of martial arts schools, he mastered the most powerful medical skills of the Huitong School among the eight schools of traditional Chinese medicine.
How can I not make money?
At this moment, he remembered what Tang Zhongzhong once said, about selling medical books to a rag collector.
The more I thought about it, the more something felt wrong.
Is there something wrong with the medical skills recorded in the Huitong School's "Five Volumes of Chinese and Western Medical Books"?
Or did the people of the Tang Dynasty fail to learn the essence of medical books?
Not sure what the problem is.
He decided to find Tang Renzhong first and then say: "Where is he? If I see him, I will definitely ask him to come back."
The woman shook her head: "He can't come back. As long as it's a medical exchange meeting, he can skip meals and must attend.
It would be fine if he was a skilled doctor.
With his medical skills, he can't cure serious illnesses, and minor illnesses depend on luck. I don't know where he gets the confidence to talk to others."
Ye Changqing became even more confused after hearing this: "Depending on luck?
Is he a good doctor?"
The woman snorted coldly: "I'm not saying anything bad about my husband, his medical skills are really not good.
He can cure five out of ten people who come to him for medical treatment.
The cure rate is 50 percent.
Whether the patients who come to him for treatment can be cured depends entirely on luck.
At the beginning, the clinic's business was good, but later almost no one came to see him.
If my family didn't rely on rent to make a living, we would have been so poor that we couldn't even afford to eat."
Ye Changqing was stunned when he heard this. If he were to find someone in the world who understood men best, it would definitely be his wife.
A wife’s complaints are the most deadly and the most real.
It seems that the Tang people's medical skills are really not that good. He couldn't help but complain: "The medical skills are not good.
Still continuing to practice medicine.
This isn't curing a disease or saving a life; it's killing people!"
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