Chapter 285

Soon, the watch vibrated and 600000 federal dollars arrived.

Yang Fanchong nodded to an Sheng to confirm. An Sheng grinned and gave Zhong Dashan a kind smile. He extended his thumb to them: "it's worthy of being an elite in a big city. It's refreshing! I like it!"

"If you are injured or ill again in the future, you are welcome to visit at any time. If my master is not here, you can find me. My medical skills are well known by my teacher. It's good to say that you want to come back once!"

Ansheng took the opportunity to sell himself. He can't help it. Poor, Cary has only more than 1000 yuan left. If he doesn't find a way to get some extra money, he will have to drink northwest wind in a few days.

Just watching Yang Fan earn so much money, he was a little itchy. Before that, he had never thought of making money with primary therapy. Now, Yang Fan undoubtedly set a good example for him.

Being a doctor seems to make a lot of money!

"Little fat man, am I special..."

Zhao Wanqian has a hot temper and is about to scold. He straightens forward and wants to tear up Ansheng's crow mouth.

The little fat man is so hateful that he cursed them in front of them. Is this something that people can do?

Your uncle only came here twice!

"Wanqian!" Zhong Dashan grabbed Zhao Wanqian's arm and stopped it. Then he showed a forced smile on his face and whispered to Ansheng, "thank you for reminding. If we really need it in the future, we will trouble you again! I hope you won't push off at that time."

An Sheng is happy. I feel that Zhong Dashan is very interesting. He can bend and stretch.

"Don't worry. Take money and relieve disasters for others. This is what our teachers and disciples eat. As long as the medical fee is enough, everything is not a problem!"

Ansheng vowed that he would sell his chicken breast.

"Thank you!"

Zhong Dashan breathed a sigh of relief and thanked again. Then he dragged Zhao Wanqian and turned upstairs with the rest of the team.

"Zhong Dashan! What do you mean, you're so easy to admit advice? Even if we're not Yang Fan's opponents, we can't let them humiliate so wantonly!"

Zhao Wanqian looked at Zhong Dashan with an angry face and shame. He tried to break away from Zhong Dashan's control several times, but failed.

Although both of them are martial arts level 7, Zhong Dashan's spiritual cultivation has always stabilized Zhao Wanqian. When they got the first hand, Zhao Wanqian couldn't resist at all.

"Take it easy."

Zhong Dashan reluctantly glanced at the prick, and then glanced at several other team members around him. They all looked indignant and seemed to be waiting for him to give a reasonable explanation.

Everyone is young and won't be soft. Zhong Dashan's obvious weakness just now makes several people feel very uncomfortable.

Losers don't lose, even if they can't do it, integrity can't lose, and morale can't be counselled.

Zhong Dashan whispered to several people, "please don't be impatient. I'll only ask you one question. If you still want to settle with him after asking, I'll never stop."

Several people's body shape a meal, can't help looking up at Zhong Dashan. I don't know what questions Zhong Dashan wants to ask them.

"I only ask you one question. Do you think Yang Fan's medical skills are better than Hu sirou, the little doctor guarding the mansion?"

"Huh?!"

Everyone was stunned. They didn't turn the corner. Unexpectedly, Zhong Dashan would suddenly have such a completely irrelevant problem.

What does this have to do with their desire to beat people out of anger? How can they get involved in their dream lover?

Zhong Dashan continued, "calm down and think about the injury we just suffered. How long would it take and how much would it cost if Hu sirou, the little doctor, came to treat us?"

"The will of martial arts is damaged, the self-confidence of martial arts collapses, and the spirit breath is weakened by one third. Ordinary doctors may not have heard of such a serious injury, let alone treatment."

"Even the little doctor Hu siruo can't completely recover our injuries in one day. Moreover, Hu siruo can't only charge us 100000 yuan."

Zhao Wanqian's tight flesh and bones suddenly loosened, and he didn't continue to fight Zhong Dashan.

He is not a real fool. Just now he was stimulated by the arrogance of Anson's little fat man. Now, after Zhong Dashan mentioned it, his thoughts were ashamed.

He began to understand what Zhong Dashan meant.

Zhong Dashan is right. Regardless of Yang Fan's self-cultivation strength, his medical skills seem to be far above the little medical fairy. At least in the treatment of internal and external injuries, his treatment methods and effects are definitely not comparable to the little medical fairy.

Because of their injuries just now, even if Xiao Yixian took the action himself, he could never do it as easily and quickly as Yang Fan. They could recover completely in less than a minute.

Thinking of this, several people's hearts jumped, and even felt a trace of horror.

Yang Fan's medical skill seems to be a little terrible!

Hu sirou, the little doctor, is the chief physician with the highest medical skills in their town. Usually, if they want to see her for treatment, they basically have to make an appointment six months in advance, which may not be able to line up.

Moreover, the treatment cost of small medical immortals is very high, which has long been out of the scope of settlement in federal currency. The most common medical expenses of others are level 4 or above miraculous drugs and fruits, which are valuable things without market.

A little martial arts teacher like them, unless the school is willing to come forward or even advance money, even if he is seriously injured and dying, he will never have a chance to receive the diagnosis and treatment of a little doctor.

And here in Yang Fan.

The medical skill is not inferior to that of the little doctor, but the charge is less than 1% of that of the little doctor. Only 100000 yuan is charged for seeing a doctor and an injury. It's so cheap!

After such a comparison, Anson's face doesn't seem as hateful as before. They don't even need Anson to say hello. If possible, they want to come more times.

Seeing the changes in the faces of several people, Zhong Dashan gently raised his eyebrows and said, "why, can you understand what I mean now?"

"No accident, this Yang Fan is destined to become, or even surpass, the existence of a small medical fairy in the future."

"Such a famous doctor may not be able to curry favor with others. Since we have the opportunity to contact him, why do we have to make such an unpleasant scene?"

"If I'm not afraid of losing face, I even want to exchange communication numbers with Yang Fan and have a good relationship with him in advance. In this way, if we have any injuries or diseases in the future, we can have a guarantee, right?"

It is essential for a warrior to kill demons and evil.

When these students leave school in the future, they will inevitably fight with monsters. Naturally, things such as injury and poisoning can not be avoided.

At this time, the role of a famous doctor with advanced medical skills will be unconsciously highlighted.

Otherwise, Hu sirou, the little medical fairy, won't break a big name in the town guard mansion in just more than ten years. There are countless people who come to see a doctor, and the status of the little medical fairy will naturally rise.

Now, there is such a future famous doctor whose medical skills are obviously not under the little doctor Hu sirou standing in front of them. Naturally, they want to win over politeness in advance.

"Boss Zhong, you can't hold your face, man, I can hold it!" Yao Chengbin turned around and ran back. "Anyway, my face has lost nothing left. I simply don't want face again. Wait, man, I'll call you Yang Fan's communication number now!"

Compared with knowing a famous doctor who can save lives, is face important?

Just after Wu Tao's will collapsed, Yao Chengbin's self-esteem and face had already been trampled to the ground and lost to his grandmother's house.

Originally, his hatred for Yang Fan should be the deepest and strongest among the six people, but now, instead, he is the first to pull down his face and want to make friends with Yang Fan, which can be seen from the charm attribute of famous doctors.

Zhong Dashan raised his hand to grab him, but when he raised his hand to half, he put it down again.

Well, he admitted that he actually wanted to get Yang Fan's contact information.

Not only him, but also Zhao Wanqian and Tang Jian. In front of Yang Fan's extraordinary medical skills, they all threw aside their courage and pride.

Therefore, when Yao Chengbin passed by them, no one spoke to dissuade him, and even someone whispered to cheer him on.

Standing in the staircase, several people looked at Yao Chengbin all the way to Yang Fan's side.

The rude little fat man received him warmly just now. After explaining his intention, the two sides quickly exchanged communication numbers with each other.

Finally, Yang Fan even happily raised his hand and patted Yao Chengbin on the shoulder. There was no shelf that famous doctors should have. It was a scene of welcome for Yao Chengbin's next visit.

Several people were a little excited and began to regret. Why wasn't the person who went down just now? Otherwise, they were the people who could have a close contact and conversation with Yang Fan, a famous doctor in the future.

It's really cheap, Yao Chengbin.

Sure enough, it's better to be thick skinned.

Thin skinned, can't eat, thick skinned, can't eat enough!

They want to eat enough!

After seeing Yang Fan's potential as a famous doctor, several people's ideas directly changed dramatically. The previous hatred and resentment disappeared at this moment.

Soon, Yao Chengbin returned from below with satisfaction. He held his head high and shook his watch with a happy face. The posture was very like the return of a hero.

Ren Qingzhi watched the students' face changing performance below. The expression on his face was very wonderful. Can't these little rabbits be a little reserved?

Even if you want to curry favor with the famous doctors in the future, can't you steal it when there are few people at night? If it's so public, do you want the face of Qingshan martial arts school?

Wang Zhe glanced at his mouth and said that his students were not reserved. I don't know who just wanted Yang Fan to help him see a doctor.

However, a person only received 100000 fast, too little!

According to the current market, it's not much to charge one million per person!

Next, looking at Yang Fan, they seemed to be going upstairs. Wang Qingzhi glanced at Wang Zhe around him. Wang Zhe understood and flashed in front of Yang Fan.

"It's good to do!"

Wang Zhe looked at them with a smile, especially Yang Fan. The more he looked, the more satisfied he was. He gave his cousin too much face. Cool!

"Now Qingshan martial arts school has agreed to give you their chief suite. According to the ranking rules this year, if you insist on living in the chief suite on the top floor, the next task of blocking the door will be left to you."

"Only when you are recognized by all the participants or beat them completely can you really stay in the chief suite and get the final 1000 ranking points."

"Now, I ask you, are you willing to accept such a challenge?"