Metropolitan Doctor Sign-In System

Zhang Biao wanted to immediately clean up the tomorrow before his eyes, when the phone rang out of season.

After a while, Zhang Biao hung up the phone and said fiercely: "Boy count your luck, let's calculate this account in a few days!"

Having said that, Zhang Biao waved his hand and led everyone in the car and left.

Fatty Liu breathed a sigh of relief seeing this group of people leaving inexplicably.

Even if Qi Ming could play, he would not be the opponent of Zhang Biao, the Living Hades.

Fortunately, there is an unsafe past.

Not long after, Qi Ming sent Fatty Liu to a nearby hospital for bandaging.

In the lobby on the first floor, Qi Ming took out his cell phone and called Liu Min to report the situation.

"You quacks! My daughter is not dead!"

Suddenly, angry roars of men and women came from the emergency room.

Qi Ming hung up the phone, walked over curiously, and saw a middle-aged couple clutching the doctor's collar.

Lying on the bed was a two or three-year-old girl with her eyes closed.

After a while, Qi Ming heard the dispute between several people and learned the situation.

The girl is the child of this middle-aged couple, and the man's surname is Liu, who is the owner of a company.

His child suffers from congenital laryngitis and cannot spit out sputum through coughing like a normal person.

This morning, Mr. Liu found his daughter's face pale, worried that the child would be blocked by sputum, and hurriedly brought her to the hospital.

When he arrived in the emergency room, the child had fallen into a coma.

After some examination, the doctor said that the child's organs were blocked and it was hopeless.

"Get out of here!"

Qi Ming relied on seeing, hearing and asking, that the child seemed to be breathing weakly.

Pushing everyone away, Qi Ming quickly walked over and put his hand on the girl's pulse.

Sure enough, the child still has a breath!

Qi Ming lifted away and patted the child's abdomen. The next second, the child opened his mouth and spouted a bloody sputum.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Ming quickly took out the silver needle and pierced several acupuncture points on the child's chest.

Confirming that the child's breathing is normal, Qi Ming carefully pulled out the silver needle on her chest and said, "Give me the money."

"What's the money for?"

It happened in an instant, and everyone in the emergency room was blinded.

"I rescued the child and opened up the trapped trachea on her body. The condition has been effectively controlled. Shouldn't we collect money?"

"Wow……"

With this cry of the little girl, the entire emergency room was silent.

Except for Qi Ming and the little girl, everyone is stupid...

"Baby!"

The next moment, Mr. Liu rushed to hug the little girl, tears of excitement left on his face.

"Sir, great grace is unforgettable."

Mr. Liu was grateful and bowed to Qi Ming and thanked him.

Qi Ming waved his hand and said indifferently: "You give the money and I will treat the illness, so you don't need to thank me."

The doctor said that the child was not saved, but Qi Ming was able to come back to life.

Everyone looked at him with curiosity and shock.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Liu took out a wad of money from his bag, handed it to Qi Ming, and said, "Sir, I went out in a hurry today, and I don’t have much money. Thank you very much."

Qi Ming accepted the money and said: "Liu always, although your daughter’s sputum expectoration problem is cured, she still needs to continue treatment. The reason why you are not going to cure it is because you have eaten too many supplements. Supplements make the condition worse."

"Understood."

After the incident just now, Mr. Liu's family is already convinced by Qi Ming.

Seeing that Qi Ming is young and promising, and has a peaceful personality, Mr. Liu suddenly developed a sense of friendship. He asked Qi Ming to be a guest at home and point out which supplements should not be taken.

"Also."

With the idea of ​​being responsible for the customer, Qi Ming followed Mr. Liu into the car and came to a high-end community.

Entering the house, Qi Ming's face sank and said, "Have you ever hired a Feng Shui master?"

"what……"

Mrs. Liu was taken aback, and said in astonishment: "How do you know."

When his daughter suffered from congenital laryngitis and couldn't follow the treatment, the Liu family began to seek immortals and asked, hoping to use this Yang method to relieve her daughter's pain.

"No wonder your daughter's illness will get worse and worse."

Qi Ming shook his head and said, "The Feng Shui master you invited is a mediocre person who doesn't know anything. There are a lot of incense burners in the house and the windows around it are blocked. Good people will get sick, let alone frail. Baby."

Immediately afterwards, Qi Ming raised his finger to the ceiling and said, "Mr. Liu, open the ceiling and use toughened glass as the roof to attract sunlight to the house."

President Liu took a note carefully, and asked respectfully: "Anything else?"

"Gone."

When he entered just now, Qi Ming smelled a pungent scent of sandalwood.

This taste has little effect on normal people, but for children suffering from throat inflammation, the danger is fatal.

Mr. Liu agreed, and he couldn't help but admire: "Mr. not only knows medical skills, but also knows Fengshui skills. I really admire him."

"Medical skills, warlocks, and martial arts are irrelevant. Although I am good at medical skills, I also dabble in the latter two.

After speaking, Qi Ming began to choose supplements that he could use.

Mr. and Mrs. Liu said nothing to the child, but most of the supplements they buy are not conducive to the child's use.

In the evening, Qi Ming said listlessly: "Well, I have already told you what I should say, I will leave if I'm fine."

Mr. and Mrs. Liu hugged the child and sent Qi Ming to the door gratefully. After leaving the phone, they reluctantly said goodbye.

At dawn the next day, Qi Ming went to the hospital to pick up Yang Xiajiao from the hospital.

Since she was hospitalized for two days and accumulated a lot of work, Yang Xiajiao did not go home, but went directly to the company.

"Didi di..."

Just as Yang Xiajiao entered the office with her front foot, Qi Ming's cell phone rang suddenly.

Seeing the call from President Liu, Qi Ming thought that there was another problem with the child, so he connected the phone and said, "Mr. Liu, is there a problem with the child?"

"Mr. Qi, my daughter is fine, but my friend has the problem."

"Your friend has a problem and should go to the hospital."

"that……"

On the phone, Mr. Liu's embarrassed voice came.

Qi Ming froze for a moment and asked, "It's not that Yang Mian's problem, right?"

"Yes."

Mr. Liu hurriedly said, "Mr. Qi, if it is a man's problem, you should be human to the outside world if Yang is not."

"Well..." According to the old rules, Qi Ming hesitated for a while, waiting for Yang to make an offer.

Hearing this, Mr. Liu said with a smile: "Mr. Qi, you can rest assured that rewarding Yang Mian, my friend is a wealthy man... I am a rich man and will never treat you badly."

"That's okay." Qi Ming said with a grin: "You send me the address, and I will pass."

Soon after hanging up, Qi Ming received the address.

At the same time, he received another 100,000 in his bank account.

"The surname Liu is a particular person, and he can have a deep friendship in the future."

Qi Ming nodded, and went out to take a taxi.

"You... Are you going to Tianwaitian Entertainment City?!"

Hearing the address of Qi Ming, the taxi driver shook his body and almost drove the car into a ditch.

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