"Well, you have a lot of people to deal with."

Dean Qian was not angry at all: "But this Li Yiming is just a doctor with a bachelor's degree. There is no way he can cure you!"

"What's impossible? Doctor Li is a national expert in traditional Chinese medicine!" Zhang Dongshan tried his best to put gold on Li Yiming's face. In his heart, he would rather believe that Li Yiming was a national expert in traditional Chinese medicine.

Only in this way can his disease be cured.

"Get out, this has nothing to do with you!" Ding Yuying said with a fierce look.

With Li Yiming by her side, Ding Yuying felt fearless.

"Forget it, let him watch." Li Yiming said with a smile: "This is a slap in his fat face!"

"Uncle Ding, you also need acupuncture for the second time. Which of you two will come first?"

"Let Mr. Zhang come first!" Ding Weiqian said hurriedly.

Li Yiming smiled and nodded: "Mr. Zhang, go over there and lie down on the treatment bed. I'll give you acupuncture!"

The two people who followed Zhang Dongshan in helped him lie down on the treatment bed.

Li Yiming took out thirteen filiform needles and carefully disinfected them with alcohol cotton.

He didn't mention the money, but said secretly in his heart: "Hey, hey, how cunning. If my acupuncture works, he will give me the money right away! If it doesn't work, hey..."

Li Yiming quickly inserted thirteen needles. The clinic was very quiet, and the needles made the sound of buzzing bees flapping their wings, which could be heard clearly.

"Hey, your injection..." Dean Qian said in surprise and curiosity.

"Shut up!" Li Yiming glanced at Dean Qian. Li Yiming was flicking the needles to restart the stopped tremors.

"Hey, it's so hot. There's heat entering my lower back!"

Zhang Dongshan said in surprise.

Zhang Dongshan felt that his cold waist was so comfortable from the heat.

"Yeah, your voice is much stronger when you speak." Ding Weiqian said proudly from the side: "I was like this yesterday, and you will feel the strength all over your body later!"

"How is this possible? How is this possible?"

Dean Qian didn't believe what he saw. But fifteen minutes later, Zhang Dongshan, who had trouble walking, got off the treatment bed by himself. Dean Qian had to believe that Li Yiming was a master of traditional Chinese medicine.

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"Thank you Dr. Li!" Zhang Dongshan was trembling with excitement.

"I still have three doses of medicinal powder here, once a day!" Li Yiming looked calmly and put on his posture as a miracle doctor: "Come back at this time tomorrow!"

Zhang Dongshan took out his mobile phone and scanned a payment QR code. Immediately, Li Yiming's mobile phone showed the payment information.

"Brother Li has reached one million!"

Ding Yuying took the phone and looked at it, and said to Li Yiming with a look of surprise.

Before Li Yiming could speak, Zhang Dongshan said respectfully: "This is just a small thing. Don't be polite if you forget Dr. Li. I will thank you deeply after the treatment is over!"

"Hahaha, I won't be polite." Li Yiming said with a smile but not a smile: "Then I won't keep you, you still need treatment here..."

"Goodbye, Mr. Ding, let's have some drinks together later!" Zhang Dongshan laughed and left.

"Uncle Ding, lie down!" Li Yiming said.

"This Mr. Zhang is a bit...forget it, don't tell anyone behind his back. I met him in the hospital." Ding Weiqian said as he lay down and lifted up his clothes.

"Brother Li, I'm going to cook. You and dad will come over later." Ding Yuying said softly.

"Okay, go ahead." Li Yiming said while disinfecting the silver needle.

Ding Yuying jumped out of the house.

Li Yiming earned more than one million in one day, which made Ding Yuying's grin open no matter how close she couldn't close her mouth.

"Dr. Li, you are a doctor at our town hospital." Dean Qian's eyes turned red: "I ask you to go back to the town hospital and prescribe a separate one for you..."

"Shut up, you can get out." Li Yiming looked contemptuous.

"No, no, you are still a doctor in our hospital, and our hospital will share in everything you do." Dean Qian said anxiously: "I just said I would fire you, but I haven't implemented it yet!"

"Then I'll resign myself." Li Yiming said with a faint smile: "By the way, I'm still in the internship period, right? Your restrictions on me are very small and can be ignored!"

"Get out of here quickly, or else I'll make you look good."

"You really have a black eye and you can't see the silver lining. You'll rush forward if you get the slightest benefit!"

Li Yiming said as he inserted the filiform needle.

Dean Qian left the clinic with a shit face. He knew that if he hadn't offended Li Yiming, he might not be able to calculate the money Li Yiming earned. But Li Yiming is a miracle doctor and a national player, so he is bound to get the credit.

If he does it properly, it is not impossible for him to be transferred to the county hospital as the dean! Now all this has flown away.

Just as he opened the car door and was about to get in the car and leave, Yang Qingquan hurried over.

"Why didn't that bastard Dean Qian get out?" Yang Qingquan asked.

Dean Qian's fat face turned an ashen color.

"Get out of here? Get out of here if you're on horseback." Dean Qian gritted his teeth and said, "You're on horseback, I'm not done with you!"

Dean Qian got in the car and left in a hurry. He decided to immediately report Yang Qingquan for practicing medicine without a license.

"Damn it, I'll treat you to a meal and a drink, and that female supporter. That's how you do things for me." Yang Qingquan also had an angry look on his face.

Yang Qingquan was very anxious. Last night in the hair washing room, he found that he could not stand up. Even asking the hair washing lady to play and sing for him had no effect.

He took a little blue pill this morning, but it had no effect at all.

Now Yang Qingquan wants to see Li Yiming.

"Li Yiming can cure kidney disease, and my problem is also related to the kidneys. Li Yiming must have a way!" Yang Qingquan said secretly in his heart.

After Li Yiming finished giving Ding Weiqian acupuncture, he and Ding Weiqian were about to leave the clinic. He saw Yang Qingquan standing at the door, with a flattering expression on his fat face with too much white space.

"Dr. Li, I'm looking for you to see a doctor." Yang Qingquan said with a dogged look on his face: "Do you have time now?"

"Yiming, you make money first! I'm going back first."

Ding Weiqian wanted Li Yiming not to be soft-hearted. This Yang Qingquan was not a good person.

"Tell me what happened."

Li Yiming sat behind the consultation table and said calmly.

"That's right..." Yang Qingquan hesitated for a moment and said something about his little brother's disobedience. Finally he said nervously: "Doctor Li, you won't tell anyone, right?"

"Three hundred thousand! If you take out three hundred thousand, your problem will not be a problem." Li Yiming raised his eyebrows and said: "As for your condition, as a doctor, I will never tell anyone about it. Don't worry about this!"

"Three hundred thousand? Then you might as well kill me with one sword!" Yang Qingquan stood up angrily and said: "You don't want money like this, you are just taking revenge on me!"
Chapter completed!