I Dressed as the Heir of A Billionaire Villain in the Novel

Chapter 108

Take your breath away!

The sound of the middle-aged woman's crying stopped.

She raised her head and looked at Shen Jing on the steps.

But he was taken aback by his cold aura.

With that unseen aura, he lowered his head according to the middle-aged woman.

Isn't this doctor most afraid of treating the sick and dying?

Why is this person not afraid at all?

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the leading man quickly stood up.

"What about the basic lost wages! My brother stayed in bed for more than ten days without getting out of bed!"

"My brother's salary is 800 yuan a day. You missed him for ten days of work. Don't you need to pay him!"

The middle-aged woman reacted and stood up from the ground in a flash, wiping away her tears.

"That's right, don't you have to pay my husband's lost wages!"

Shen Jing glanced at them lightly, "When you were discharged from the hospital, it was written on the certificate that your condition was good, and you were allowed to be discharged."

"I'm looking for it now, and I can still find the record."

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes: "Who knows if the people in that hospital will help you? My husband is obviously not good, but they agreed."

"As soon as I was discharged from the hospital, my husband fell ill."

Ping Yu's anger is unclear: "Why are you so shameless!"

The middle-aged woman came forward and was about to arrest someone: "You little girl, how do you speak with that mouth."

"Hmph, you are shameless and still not allowed to say it!"

Ping Yumeng immediately hid behind Shen Jing.

Shen Jing coldly swept the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman was quite arrogant at first, but her momentum suddenly weakened a bit, and she took a few steps back.

At this moment, a malicious voice sounded.

"Yo, isn't this the famous Doctor Shen Jing?"

A short middle-aged man with a round belly came over from the opposite hospital with his hands behind his back.

He looked at the patient on the stretcher and was very distressed.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this patient is suffering."

Ping Yumeng stood up angrily: "Liu Changhe, what do you mean!"

Liu Changhe smiled, "It doesn't make any sense."

"It's just that the Shen's Medical Center is quite famous on weekdays. I'm not curious when I see a patient making trouble."

As he spoke, Liu Changhe held the patient's hand and raised his head with emotion while checking his pulse.

"Oh, this pulse is weak and weak, the body is too weak, it is difficult to treat and difficult to treat."

The middle-aged woman was overjoyed, but she didn't expect that there would be someone willing to help them along the way.

Road immediately.

"No, Dr. Liu sees that you are a good doctor. Just by taking a pulse, you know that my husband is not in good health."

"Unlike some people, who have cured my husband and still dare not admit it."

"Doctor Liu, let me tell you, my husband was in good health before, but this man caused him to suffer like this."

Liu Changhe listened to the flattery and was very complacent.

"It's easy to say, it's very simple for this Chinese medicine doctor to know what's going on in the body by listening, hearing, and hearing."

Ping Yumeng bit her lip and rolled her eyes.

"Love a ghost."

"Back then, we had to open the medical center across from us, just to gain the reputation of Shen's Medical Center."

"The sick patients we couldn't read before all went to Liu Changhe. Now we are in trouble. He is better, and he rushed over to step on it."

Liu Changhe looked at Shen Jing and said with a smile: "Doctor Shen, it's a hot day, you let seriously ill patients lie in the sun, and the hospital won't let you in. I'm afraid it's not good."

Liu Changhe especially took the word "patient" very seriously.

The crowd of onlookers bowed their heads and discussed again.

Shen Jing smiled coldly: "Since you are so hospitable, let them go to your place."

Liu Changhe's face froze, and he waved his hand quickly: "This is your patient going to mine, whether it is reasonable or not."

Shen Jing looked at him condescendingly and said in a low voice, "Then shut up for me."

"Go back to where it's cool."

When Liu Changhe was scolded in person, he said angrily: "Shen Jing, it is said that doctors have parents' hearts. I think your heart is harder than iron. You don't look at this patient, I think!"

"If you want me to watch this patient die in front of me, I can't do it."

Among the crowd of onlookers were one or two patients who were once his.

Being kicked off the stage like this in public.

Liu Changhe always has to find some ground.

Liu Changhe immediately returned to the medical hall, took out the consultation box, and ran over with an apprentice.

The crowd nodded.

"This doctor Liu usually works in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, and his medical skills are also good."

"Yes, even this doctor Liu said that the disease is very serious."

"Shen Jing is so cruel. He is obviously his patient, but he doesn't heal him. What kind of person is he?"

"It's said that a good bamboo can't produce Lai Sun. You said that the Shen couple are so good, how could they have such a son."

"Isn't this not good at studying and taking a life?"

Liu Changhe sat proudly on the low stool his apprentice brought him.

The stretcher was put down.

Liu Changhe holds the pulse of the male patient's hand signal.

"Is this patient suffering from abdominal pain and vomiting recently?"

The middle-aged woman nodded hurriedly: "Indeed."

"Since my husband asked Shen Jing to see it, his stomach hurts to the point of rolling, and he can't sleep at night."

In the bottom of my heart, I was also very suspicious. I was fine when I was discharged from the hospital, but I don't know why it hurt and vomited after a few days.

However, this fact certainly cannot be told.

Shen Jing is the last posthumous son of the Shen family, and he has a little money in his hands.

No matter how you get it, you have to get some money back.

Liu Changhe nodded: "It's just that the gastroenteritis has worsened again, don't worry, I'll prescribe Baohe Tang and let him take it and he'll be fine."

Having said that, let the apprentice go over and grab a pair of Baohe Tang medicine.

"When it's done, bring it over quickly."

The apprentice nodded hurriedly and ran back to the opposite side to decoct the medicine.

Liu Changhe wanted to show off, he looked at Shen Jing, and said proudly, "Doctor Shen, you said it was a small problem, how could you make a big mistake."

Shen Jing looked over at this time, and saw the patient's face turning red.

There was a hint of coldness on his face.

"You're right, it was originally a small problem, but once you fix it, it becomes a big problem."

Liu Changhe's face turned black, and the medicine that the apprentice had boiled was just delivered.

Liu Changhe quickly ordered.

"Let this patient take the medicine."

The middle-aged woman quickly took the medicine and gave it to the patient.

Within ten minutes of drinking, the patient stood up from the stretcher.

Liu Changhe smiled and touched the short beard on his chin.

"If you see it, this is called medicine to cure the disease."

"Shen Jing, you still haven't learned the essence of your parents."

Ping Yu was so mad that she turned around and went back to the museum, took a broom, and stood at the door with her waist tucked in.