The personal doctor of the beautiful president

Huang Zhenxiang really wanted to remove the word "pattern" from the dictionary, but he couldn't.

What else can he do now?

I have already owed 1000 million, if I refuse now, the 1000 million will be given for nothing, it is considered a sunk cost.

Such a sunk cost is too high for him to accept.

In desperation, he could only grit his teeth and give another 1000 million.

……

"Although making money is hard, it does make people forge ahead. From today onwards, I will be a money-making machine without emotions."

Han Xingye took an inventory of today's accounts, and his mood was more beautiful.

Sitting in Xu Zhiming's office, Han Xingye was drinking tea while listening to Xu Zhiming's rainbow fart.

Xu Zhiming had always known that Han Xingye was awesome, but he didn't expect that Han Xingye was so awesome that he directly compared to the famous doctor Huang.

"Miraculous doctor Han, there is another patient in our hospital..." Xu Zhiming wanted to strike while the iron was hot, but Han Xingye directly refused: "I said I will only look at one case."

Just now I said that I want to be an emotionless money-making machine, but in an instant, I turned into a salted fish who just wants to lie down.

"Uh, I really have to look forward to Shu." Xu Zhiming quickly apologized.

It's just that he couldn't figure it out: as a doctor, the most exciting thing is to face various difficult and miscellaneous diseases, especially rare cases.

Many hospitals are even willing to provide patients with free treatment in order to grab such case resources.

Clinical experience is very valuable to a doctor. Once he solves a difficult case by himself, it is equivalent to becoming an expert in this field and having the right to speak.

If many doctors had such an opportunity, they would be happy to jump three feet high, and they would break their heads for it.

Why is Han Xingye not interested at all?
Of course, this was Han Xingye's own choice, and Xu Zhiming had nothing to do with it.

"Tuk tuk tuk", there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Xu Zhiming said, and saw the door was pushed open, and Xiao Yuerong hurried in.

"I heard that you're having conflicts with someone again?" As soon as she entered the door, she scolded Han Xingye, "Are you a bomber? No matter where you go, you'll be bombed. It's not worrying at all.

Tell me, who is the person who offended this time, and I will wipe your ass for you..."

Xu Zhiming was inexplicably surprised: Although Miss Xiao's words were not forgiving, she actually showed full of care and concern.

"Miss Xiao, don't be nervous, you'll be fine." Xu Zhiming briefed today's events and introduced them vividly.

However, he did not disclose the identity of the patient. This is a doctor's professional ethics.

After Xiao Yuerong finished listening, she felt that she had missed a big show.

"Can you still treat diseases like this? Why do you feel like you are pretending to be a ghost?"

Xiao Yuerong is a layman and doesn't know anything about medicine, but it doesn't prevent her from asking Han Xingye very interestedly: "Does medicine really come from witches? I heard that in ancient times, there was a profession called witch doctor, who used metaphysics to treat diseases." ,Is it real?"

"Many people have misconceptions about witches, either they are too mythical or blindly deny them." Han Xingye said: "Witches are actually not that mysterious, they just refer to people with knowledge. To put it bluntly, they are cultural people.

Participating in government affairs, divination of good and bad luck, speaking for ghosts and gods, singing and dancing, etc., are all within the scope of witchcraft, and healing is only one branch of it. Talking about medicine comes from witchcraft, and there is no problem from this perspective. "

Xiao Yuerong continued to ask: "It is said that witch doctors have many unimaginable healing methods, such as offering sacrifices, praying, praying to God, etc. Can they really cure diseases?"

"Specific problems need to be analyzed in detail. Didn't I cure the old lady's illness today?" Han Xingye showed up and explained in detail: "Sacrificing ghosts and gods is mainly to comfort and support the patients.

Some diseases are actually not difficult to treat physically, but mainly because of the psychological problems of the patients. "

"It turned out to be like this. I almost really thought that metaphysics could cure diseases."

Han Xingye smiled and said nothing.

You are a rookie, you just need to know a little superficial, and you should not inquire about medical matters.

Do you really think witch doctors are that simple?
Do you know how the earliest medical characters were written?There is a witch on the left and a doctor on the right.

In the past, wizards were equivalent to celestial masters, communicating with heaven and earth.

Take a look at the following list, all of them are wizards and Taoists.

Bian Que, Hua Tuo, Ge Hong, Sun Simiao...

Of course, Xiao Yuerong didn't really want to conduct in-depth discussions and studies on witches and doctors, she just asked a few questions on a whim.

She quickly changed the subject and got down to business.

"You will accompany me to a charity dinner tonight."

Han Xingye was a little unhappy: "You black-hearted boss, are you taking up my spare time again?"

"Okay, I know the rules, I have to pay more."

Well, no problem then.

For the sake of money, Han Xingye reluctantly agreed.

"Let's go." Xiao Yuerong said, "Let's go eat now."

Han Xingye was a little confused: "Didn't you say you're going to a charity dinner? Don't tell me there's no food there?"

"That kind of occasion is full of entertainment, where can I really eat."

"To be reasonable, this is their fault. The name is not worthy of the name. It should not be called a dinner party, but a tea party."

Han Xingye teased, and ate something at a nearby restaurant with Xiao Yuerong, and went to a charity tea party together.

"Today's charity tea party, er no, the charity dinner, was held at Tianxiang Hotel."

At the entrance of Tianxiang Hotel, Xiao Yuerong briefly introduced the situation to Han Xingye: "Tianxiang Hotel is owned by Mingyang Group, and today's charity dinner is also initiated by Mingyang Group.

A lot of people came to this charity dinner today. On the one hand, it was to support, and there was another factor. Mingyang Group had a big project, which was in the bidding stage. Countless people were staring at this fat piece of meat, wanting to get a piece of it. "

Han Xingye asked: "You are the boss of an entertainment company, what does it have to do with you when someone invites bids for a project?"

"I'm here to join in the fun." Xiao Yuerong said, "It has nothing to do with my Xinyue Company, but our Xiao family has an engineering company, and it's my second uncle, Xiao Chen's father, who is managing it."

Speaking of Xiao Yuerong's second uncle, Han Xingye remembered that the old man was critically ill and Xiao Yunfeng took advantage of the situation to trip Xiao Yuerong.

"Isn't the relationship between your second uncle and you very bad? I understand. You came to see his jokes."

Xiao Yuerong's expression suddenly froze: what kind of brain circuit is this.

"After all, we are a family. No matter how violent the disturbance is, it is also an internal conflict. When fighting with outsiders, you must turn your guns and stick to the outside world."

Xiao Yuerong showed her integrity.

But not far away, I heard the voice of the second uncle teaching his son: "Xiao Chen, you have to be more careful, you have taken your cousin's place."