I Became the Richest Man with a Monthly Salary of 20,000

Ordinary doctors will not give you such detailed information, so Zhao Tietie is very grateful to Xia Liang. He not only treats patients, but also takes care of the emotions of the patients' families. It is really amazing. In today's society, Doctors like Xia Liang are even rarer than giant pandas!

After a while, Xia Liang grabbed twenty-eight sets of medicine and put them on the table.

"Okay, take these medicines back and boil them. Take them on time according to the method I told you. Within three days, you will see the effect. Within seven days, the condition will begin to ease. Within fourteen days, his cancer cells will It will decrease quickly, and after twenty-eight days, Xiaojun’s body will recover!

Xia Liang smiled.

Plop!

Just as Xia Liang finished speaking, Zhao Tietie suddenly knelt on the ground again and kowtowed three times to Xia Liang.

"Mr. Xia, thank you. If Xiaojun's condition gets better, I, Zhao Tiehe, will be willing to work for you for the rest of my life to repay your kindness!"

At this moment, this man has completely broken his guard!

He admired Xia Liang's medical skills, and convinced him of Xia Liang's medical ethics!

It was Xia Liang who gave him hope, the hope that his son would be saved.

But he couldn't express this kind of kindness, so he could only choose this method.

Although it is said that a doctor’s bounden duty is to treat illnesses and save lives.

In the eyes of many people, Xia Liang's charging money for medical treatment is a matter of course.

But if Zhao Tiehe understands, that is not the case at all.

Over the past year, he has visited at least a hundred hospitals across the country.

Which doctor is not paid to treat patients, and which doctor's words are not nicer than what he does.

But as a result, he almost lost both his life and money!

But now, he really sees hope in Xia Liang, how can he not be grateful for this!

"Stop being like this, get up. It's my duty to treat illnesses and save people. If I can't treat illnesses and save people, and I can't make patients healthy, what kind of doctor would I be?"

Xia Liang stepped forward and quickly helped Zhao Tietie up.

Zhao Tietie stood up and thanked him again. Finally, he took out a bag wrapped several layers of newspapers from his arms, placed it on the table, and slowly opened it with trembling hands.

Inside was a stack of bright red banknotes.

"Xia Langzhong, this money is all my savings. In the past year, in order to treat Xiaojun, I have spent all the savings I had accumulated before, and borrowed a lot of money from relatives, friends, and colleagues. Now I have spent That’s all that’s left, I’ll give it all to you. I know it’s definitely not enough, but that’s all I have left now. However, don’t worry, when Xiaojun recovers, I will go to work, and I will definitely bring Xiaojun back to work. All medical expenses and consultation fees will be paid for!"

Zhao Tietie looked at Xia Liang with firm eyes and said.

Xia Liang pondered for a moment, took a bunch of money from the bag, and then rewrapped the remaining money.

Finally, he handed it to Zhao Railway.

"I'll take this as the down payment first. You can take the rest of the money first. Xiaojun is a patient now. You need to find a better place, give him medicine and take good care of his health. Wait for him later. Xiaojun's condition has improved. You can send him to school and then find a job. On the premise of ensuring your own life first, it won't be too late to pay back my medical expenses and family expenses slowly!

When Zhao Tietie heard this, he was stunned!

He couldn't believe that this was what a doctor said! This year, he had met not just a hundred, but dozens of doctors.

But no doctor has ever put himself in the patient's shoes from the perspective of the patient's financial situation.

He knew that those doctors also worked in the hospital, working for the hospital, and he could not make the decision himself.

But Xia Liang is different. Xia Liang is his own medical clinic, and he has the final say on everything.

But Zhao Railway is still very grateful!

Because Xia Liang is different from those doctors!

His brilliance and charisma are so strong!

At the door of the medical center, Xia Liang watched Zhao Tietie holding his son Xiaojun and disappearing into the night before closing the door of the medical center.

"A loving mother often fails, so a loving father cannot be the same. Zhao Tiejie is also destined to me. He was able to brave the hardships and spend such a long time to search and find this place. This child should not die."

Xia Liang sighed slightly, turned around and returned to the house.

At noon the next day, Xia Liang had just finished counting the medicinal materials in the store and wiping the dirty areas of the medicine cabinet. When he turned around, he saw two people standing at the door.

One of them, Xia Liang was familiar with, was Chen Qingchi, who had been coming to his place to get close to him in the past two days.

The other man was relatively unfamiliar. He looked about sixty years old, but he was full of energy. No matter where he stood, there was an invisible aura emanating from him.

Xia Liang thought about it and guessed that this person should be Cao Yongliang, the director of the Longguo History Museum who had called before.

Last time, after talking to Cao Yongliang on the phone, Xia Liang checked his information.

Cao Yongliang is from Shangjing, and three generations of his family have worked at the Longguo History Museum in Shangjing.

And in his generation, at the age of fifty, he finally became the director of the Longguo History Museum.

What surprised Xia Liang was that these two people were able to appear at the door of the medical center at the same time. This was really fate. Xia Liang had no idea about their purpose.

However, this did not prevent Xia Liang from opening the door to welcome guests, he walked out with a smile and said.

"Hello, please come in."

Cao Yongliang laughed quickly.

"Haha, Xia Langzhong, it's better to be famous than to meet you. You are much more handsome in person than online."

Xia Liang waved his hand.

"Thank you for the compliment. I also think I'm pretty handsome."

As soon as these words came out, the three people suddenly laughed, and the awkward atmosphere between them eased a lot.

Only Chen Qingchi next to him was looking at Cao Yongliang with alert eyes.

He always felt that the person in front of him was very likely to become a stumbling block for him.

But right now, I don’t know his identity yet, so I’ll wait and see.

Immediately, the three people walked into the hall together, sat down respectively as guest and host, and Xia Liang made a pot of tea for each of them.

Chen Qingchi looked at Cao Yongliang and spoke first.

"I wonder what this big brother does? Is he also here to see a doctor?"

Cao Yongliang smiled and shook his head.

"I'm not a doctor. I'm the director of the Longguo History Museum. I came here specifically to display Xia Langzhong today because I have important matters to discuss with him."

Chen Qingchi had a look of surprise on his face.

He was quite familiar with this identity. When the Chen family presented the "Compendium of Medicinal Herbs", Mr. Chen had approached Cao Yongliang and wanted to donate the manuscripts and unique copies of the "Compendium of Medicinal Herbs" to the Longguo History Museum.

In Mr. Chen's view, the Chen family's "Compendium of Medicinal Herbs", as a popular science directory of medicinal herbs in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, has made outstanding contributions to the development and history of traditional Chinese medicine.