Reborn King of Marketing

Zhang Xuebing almost threw away his cell phone, but the little girl actually called him to ask him out. This was a piece of cake in the sky.

But this is only the first day of school, is this okay?

Before he could speak, the little girl opposite said again.

"I'm very sick!"

Zhang Xuebing's heart skipped a beat, "Where are you? I'll be there right away..."

After hanging up the phone, he only had time to say hello to the two old Zhaos. Even Mr. Liu didn't say goodbye. He jumped on Zhao Xianming's bicycle and rushed into the county town in the dark night.

Perhaps because of her anger during the day, or because she caught a cold, Su Xin'er felt uncomfortable since dinner. After lying down for a while, instead of getting better, her fever got even worse.

Two best friends were afraid that her condition would get worse in the middle of the night, so they immediately reported it to the dormitory manager.

Principal Liu specifically promised to take care of Su Xin'er, and the dormitory supervisor immediately called the security guards and asked them to take the little girl to the hospital.

But the little girl didn't want to trouble others, so she borrowed the school's office phone number and called Zhang Xuebing.

It was a coincidence that today, after dropping off Zhang Xuebing, Erzhuzi drove back to the village. There was not even a car in the whole dog farm, so he had to ride his bicycle to school.

Fortunately, the dog farm was not far from No. 1 Middle School. Zhang Xuebing rode wildly all the way and arrived at the county town in a short time.

The little girl must not be able to bear the wind now. He thought about stopping a car on the road and taking her to the hospital no matter how much money he paid.

However, these days there are very few vehicles, and they are even rarer in the county town at night. Zhang Xuebing deliberately slowed down from the edge of the county town to the vicinity of No. 1 Middle School, but did not encounter a single car.

In desperation, he had no choice but to go straight to the school and see the little girl first to check on her condition. If he couldn't do it, he called the village and asked Erzhu to come overnight.

With the No. 1 Middle School gate in sight, Zhang Xuebing sped up. At this moment, two horns sounded behind him.

Have a car!

Zhang Xuebing was surprised and happy, this was really a blessing from God.

He hurriedly turned around and saw a three-wheeler driving slowly from behind.

This thing is like a motorcycle, but fortunately it has a compartment to protect it from the wind and cold.

At this time, a car that can carry people is a good car. Regardless of the danger, Zhang Xuebing hurriedly turned the handlebar and stopped in front of Sanbengzi.

The car braked suddenly with a squeak, and the car door opened. A man with curly hair stood in front of Zhang Xuebing like a half-iron tower.

The driver stared with copper bell-sized eyes and growled.

"Are you seeking death, or do you want to rob the Tao?"

Zhang Xuebing didn't give the big man any nonsense. He took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and slapped him on the arm.

"Save someone, I'll rent your car for the night!"

The big man looked at the hundred-dollar bill, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and turned to Santengzi and said.

"I just picked up a passenger from the train station and chartered a car for you. What should I do?"

Without saying a word, Zhang Xuebing ran to the carriage door, took two tickets inside, and shouted, "Do me a favor, my sister has a high fever and has to go to the hospital. This money is for you!"

It has to be said that the ability to pay money is useful. A young couple in the carriage saw the banknotes clearly and immediately picked them up for fear that Zhang Xuebing would regret it. They saluted and left.

The driver glanced at the backs of the two people, jumped into the car in a hurry, and shouted to Zhang Xuebing, "Get in the car quickly, why don't you save them? Where are they?"

This driver has a good personality. He had abandoned the customer before when he saw that the money was not for profit. Now he is anxious to save people. He seems to be more anxious than the owner. He is a warm-hearted man.

Zhang Xuebing pointed to the door of the middle school next to him and said, "Wait for me at the door!"

After saying that, he hurriedly went up and knocked on the door.

The receptionist already knew the situation and immediately opened the door. The sick little girl was helped onto the three-bouncer by her two best friends.

Originally, Zhang Xuebing wanted her classmate to go back to rest, but the little girl refused. Anyway, she could fit in the carriage, so the group rushed to the county hospital in a hurry.

The driver parked the car and asked if he could help.

Zhang Xuebing asked him to wait at the door. He carried the little girl on his back, and his two best friends opened the way and went straight to the emergency room.

"This is a common cold and fever. Hang up a bottle and I'll prescribe medicine for you!" After the doctor made the diagnosis, he immediately prescribed medicine in a flurry.

Zhang Xuebing was worried and asked again and again. The doctor impatiently added anti-fever medicine and coaxed them away like flies.

If time were not so tight, Zhang Xuebing would really like to let the little girl go to Luoning City for medical treatment, but now he has no choice but to hang up a hanging bottle to reduce the fever first.

After setting the price and paying the money, one of my best friends gasped when she saw the payment slip and exclaimed, "Oh my God, a cold costs 180?"

When paying the money, Zhang Xuebing didn't care at all how much he spent. He was willing to give it to the little girl even if it was 1.8 million, not to mention 180.

At this moment, after his best friend mentioned it, he realized that this was the early 1990s, and treatment for a minor illness usually cost tens of dollars at most. One hundred and eighty yuan was equivalent to more than half a month's salary of an ordinary person, which was a bit outrageous.

Now was not the time to worry about the cost of the medicine. Zhang Xuebing went to get the medicine and asked his two best friends to take the little girl to the treatment room and wait for him to come back.

Although this is a county hospital, there are still many emergency patients at night. Zhang Xuebing had to queue up to get medicine. Seeing that there were several people in front of him, he stood helplessly at the back.

At this moment, a familiar figure hurried past from the side.

Zhang Xuebing was stunned and wondered why he met Xiong Zhan here. Did he also come to see a doctor?

At other times, he would definitely have grabbed the other person and chatted for a few words, but he didn't have the time now, so he had to pretend not to see it.

"Xiao, Brother Xiaobing, here you go..." The plump and mature best friend trotted over, shyly called Brother Xiaobing, and handed Zhang Xuebing a list.

Zhang Xuebing lowered his head and saw that the treatment fee was one hundred and twenty!

A hanging bottle costs one hundred and twenty. Is this robbery or drinking blood?

Although he wanted to curse in his heart, seeing a doctor was more important. Zhang Xuebing waved his best friend back and he would take care of the expenses.

My best friend didn't leave, but whispered softly from the side.

"It's more than ten times more expensive at night than during the day. Brother Xiaobing, I don't think Xin'er is very good. Why don't we just take antipyretics and go back to rest?"

The little girl is more important to Zhang Xuebing than life, and she would never dare to take risks.

"It's okay. I can still afford this little money. You can go back and take care of her. It's really troublesome for you. I didn't even get a good rest in the middle of the night!"

At this time, he happened to be waiting in line to get the medicine, and immediately ran to the payment window to pay the treatment fee, and then returned to the treatment room with his best friend.

Zhang Xuebing breathed a sigh of relief after the little girl received a fever-reducing injection and then hung up the hanging bottle.

After all this busy work, his forehead was sweating, and his heart was still pounding.

The doctor prescribed three bottles of medicine in total. Zhang Xuebing waited until the first bottle was finished and saw that the little girl looked much better, and felt relieved.

The little girl and her two best friends chatted privately, but their eyes looked at Zhang Xuebing from time to time.

The two of them are so close, but they can't get closer, which is really a kind of suffering.

By the time the nurse took the little girl's temperature, she found that the fever had dropped from high to low.

Zhang Xuebing was finally relieved. He stayed here just to wait. He just wanted to see what Xiong Zhan was doing and see if he could help him.

After telling the three people, Zhang Xuebing walked out of the treatment room and strolled in the hospital corridor, looking around for Xiong Zhan's whereabouts.

As soon as I walked to the emergency room, I heard a familiar voice yelling.

"That's nonsense. I bought this kind of medicine for only twenty yuan. How dare you ask for eighty yuan?"

This voice belonged to Xiong Zhan.

Zhang Xuebing followed the sound and walked over there.

At this moment, there was a loud bang, as if something had been smashed.

Zhang Xuebing thought badly, Xiong Zhan must have gone crazy.

In the blink of an eye, a thermos bottle flew out of the room and hit the opposite wall. The pieces suddenly shattered and hot water splashed everywhere.

Xiong Zhan's roar was heard in the room at the same time, "I'll kill you!"