Chapter 323 The terminally ill boss in a wheelchair and the young Chinese medicine practitioner in a
The terminally ill boss in a wheelchair and the young Chinese medicine practitioner in a small clinic (Twenty-two)
Elder Lian was very disappointed. He was disappointed that his disappointing apprentice couldn't even contact Lance. He was even more angry that he had finally recruited this person but he was afraid that some people would talk behind his back. In the end, this was clearly a good seedling that he had been thinking about but he didn't even tell anyone to keep an eye on him.
"Alas, they are all a bunch of mediocre and stupid people."
Lian Lao flipped through the half notebook that Lance left in the hospital, feeling both cherishment and helplessness.
He had spotted such a good talent very early on, but he left and came back less than a week later to hear that he had been fired.
Even thinking about it seems ridiculous.
It was really hard for those people. They were afraid that I would come back to cause trouble for them, so they went to great lengths to frame Lance and drive him away.
What a bunch of idiots!
If those people communicated more with Lance, even if they had not read this notebook, even if they just lowered their status and communicated with Lance, it would not be difficult to find out what a rare and good seedling Lance is.
No, it could also be that after the superior communication, they realized how stupid they were?
That's why he wanted to frame the genius. Doesn't he know about this group of people?
The more Lian Lao thought about it, the more regretful it was. However, he didn't want to give up and picked up his phone to try to contact someone else.
There's no way that boy Lance would just evaporate on this planet, right?
"The teacher came to you to ask about Lance? Why is he so stubborn and still holding on to this matter?"
"What's wrong with me? The teacher has been in a state of confusion since he met Lance. Don't you know that?"
"What happened to Lance? He cheated. Don't you know that he was reported and it became a big deal? Otherwise, how could I have fired him? I'm also very annoyed that the teacher just refuses to believe me."
"Looking for someone? Why didn't I look for him? That friend of Lance's is just as arrogant as him. He knew that it was the teacher who wanted to find Lance to take over, but he still put on airs and made excuses and refused to tell me where the person was. Even so, the teacher still said it was my problem. Do you want me to beg a hairy boy who hasn't even grown all his hair yet?"
"I advise you not to waste your energy. It's so hard to get rid of that scumbag. If you find him again, wouldn't he still make the teacher very angry if his character is not good? Just make up some excuse to fool him. The teacher will definitely appreciate our good intentions in the future."
After hanging up the phone, a sneer flashed across the middle-aged man's face.
What if a young boy is so talented? Wasn't his "senior brother" also so talented? In the end, wasn't it just him, the unpromising disciple, who had to follow the master all the time?
A genius must be one who can always shine.
He was secretly proud of himself when suddenly a strange phone call came in.
The middle-aged man hung up without thinking, but the other party persisted and called again.
He frowned for a while and hung up.
This time, a text message came in. The middle-aged man glanced at it subconsciously and his pupils dilated slightly.
This is!
……
"How about it, doctor? Is this a terminal illness?"
The number of patients visiting the small clinic was increasing day by day. On this day, as soon as Lance opened the door, a young man with a gloomy face walked in.
He couldn't wait to ask questions after Lance finished taking his pulse, and his tone showed that he was convinced that he had some incurable disease.
Lance gave her a strange look.
"No, you think too much."
The young woman refused to believe it.
He looked like he knew what he was saying, "Doctor, just tell me the truth. I won't hide it from you. My family favors boys over girls and I'm not married yet, so I'm alone. It's impossible for me to ask my family to come and tell them. Just tell me what disease you have. I can handle it."
"I've already spent another three hundred dollars, and I spent ten dollars to find a doctor on Baidu. He said that I'm already terminally ill, otherwise how could my eyes be full of blood? It's probably some incurable disease. I'm likely to die of bleeding from all seven orifices."
She had a determined expression on her face.
Lance has a headache.
There are more than one or two patients of this type. Sometimes he really wants to open up these human brains to see what is inside.
He asked, "Do you know how much my registration fee is?"
The young woman was stunned. "Eight, eight dollars?"
"Yeah, that's right."
Lance thought for a second whether it was because his registration fee was too low, "So would you trust the so-called doctor who can't even see his qualifications online and wants to cheat you out of ten dollars, or would you trust the eight-dollar doctor who has his clinic right here and won't run away?"
The young woman's mouth opened slightly.
"But, but before I came here, I didn't know you were so young, and you're a Chinese medicine doctor..."
And it’s only eight bucks, so it’s definitely less reliable than the one online, right?
For the first time, Lance felt that perhaps he was becoming more like a human being.
Otherwise, why would he have such an urge to throw the person out from within his data core?
"Doctor Lan, I see you have a patient. I'll wait a little longer."
A voice suddenly interrupted the two of them. Lance and the young woman turned their heads together. The young woman's eyes widened with a flash of surprise in her eyes.
Song Ning walked in slowly wearing a suit that looked obviously expensive. Although he looked a little sick, his aura as a superior was very extraordinary.
Coupled with that face that looked like a fairy from a small county town, the young woman couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"Doctor, are you so amazing? There are celebrities coming to you for treatment?"
Why is Song Ning here?
Lance was still surprised and looked at her speechlessly.
"Celebrity? Haven't you ever read the financial news?"
"To call him a star is to demean him."
When the young woman heard this, she suddenly became nervous.
"Ah, ah? Is this some big shot? I don't know. I seldom watch the news. I usually go to work and watch TV series every day."
"Yes, he is a very powerful person, but it has nothing to do with you."
Lance motioned for her to stop staring at Song Ning, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Your problem is not serious. You like watching TV dramas, right? Do you often watch sad dramas?"
The young woman was stunned for a moment, and Song Ning, who was sitting over there, also pricked up his ears curiously.
He was originally feeling a little depressed. After all, the fact that someone ran away after eating really made him unhappy. Although the other party did have something to do, it still made him very unhappy.
Song Ning didn't quite understand - could it be that after following him, Lance still felt that he didn't get enough things?
She actually still remembered his shabby little clinic and ran back to treat patients. Could it be that Jian Qiang was being stingy this time?
He would have to ask about it later, but having said that, this Lance seemed to be quite competent when treating patients.
Lance casually wrote down a prescription without even looking up.
"You don't have a terminal illness. You just like watching sad dramas and cry too much. Did you cry especially hard when you watched a particularly sad drama recently? This is purely because your capillaries have been broken by your crying. You will be fine after a good rest after a while."
Young woman: ...
Song Ning also glanced at her with a complicated expression.