This doctor is not short of money

Just when he was about to enter the door, Kang Zhirong, who had always been invisible, suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Du Heng, and whispered, "Brother, I want to start a live broadcast. I wonder if it can be done? Is there anything that is taboo or cannot be broadcast?"

Start a live broadcast?

Du Heng stopped subconsciously.

Live broadcasting is quite popular, and it seems like everyone is doing it with their mobile phones.

And just because of the live broadcast, it brought a lot of trouble to Du Heng, but of course it also brought benefits.

For example, the first time I met a mother and daughter with excessive Helicobacter pylori in the gastroenterology department of the province, it was because the girl used her mobile phone to live broadcast, which gave Du Heng the first wave of traffic for his video account.

Another example is the time when the city's women and children were there, those "begging for food" anchors in Jinzhou who did vulgar live broadcasts almost got Du Heng and the city's women and children criticized.

Moreover, Du Heng himself had participated in several live interviews conducted by Wen Zhong for him, so it was not unfamiliar to him.

But since this was a live broadcast using his own account, Du Heng still felt a little awkward.

After careful consideration, he said, "This visit is a visit to folk Chinese medicine practitioners, and there is nothing that cannot be broadcast.

And I think that for those capable doctors, this is also a good thing. At least it can expand publicity. Besides, this is also the original intention of making videos.

In addition, cracking down on those scammers and their places of activity is another part of this work.

So, I think this is a good thing that kills three birds with one stone. "

Du Heng hesitated for a moment. He thought of the terrible moment when rockets were flying around in the live broadcast room during a live interview.

Then he said to Kang Zhirong, "But I have two requests. First, the live broadcast can only be broadcast live. It's like asking for attention. You can't do things like asking for rewards. It's too embarrassing."

"The tipping function can be turned off, but it is unrealistic to say that no income will be generated." Kang Zhirong hesitated for a moment, and finally plucked up the courage to say, "Brother, I don't think you should be so absolute. .

Short videos can be profitable, and as long as they are obtained through formal channels, I don’t think there is any need to go as far as they are now.

I help you make short videos, and you pay me a salary, and the salary is not low. I want to at least break even, and I don’t want you to pay for it yourself all the time.

In addition, all the income generated is formal income. If you don’t want it, you can also use it to fund the needy families in our project. "

After Kang Zhirong gathered up the courage to speak, he immediately lowered his head.

What he said was what he had wanted to say for a long time, and when he guarded an account worth tens of millions every day, but couldn't cash out a penny, he felt tortured in his heart.

And under such circumstances, last year, not counting cars and other subsidies, Du Heng gave him a salary of nearly 20, which made him even more uncomfortable.

But Du Heng's consistent principles since he started making videos are very clear to him.

Therefore, he knew that what he was saying now had definitely touched Du Heng's bottom line, and he was even prepared to be scolded.

Although Du Heng had never scolded him before, even if the female assistant incident happened, Du Heng had not scolded him, but he was still prepared.

Because he knew that what happened this time was different from what happened before.

But even though he knew what the outcome would be, he still decided to tell it. He was really uncomfortable.

If it were someone else, he might feel very comfortable with a high salary of 20 yuan and few things to do, but he couldn't do it. He couldn't be as shameless as others.

At the very least, he wants to create a value worth 20, otherwise he will really feel like a useless person.

But to his surprise, after lowering his head and waiting for three or four seconds, he did not receive the voice he imagined. And when he raised his head in surprise, he actually met Du Heng's thoughtful eyes.

At this moment, the staff member next to Du Heng suddenly reminded in a low voice, "Director Du, has something happened?"

Du Heng realized this time that they were at the entrance of Mr. Luo's Shenqi Hall.

He quickly took a deep breath and said to Kang Zhirong, "You are right, what I did before was indeed a bit overcorrected.

But remember one thing, don’t blather in the live broadcast room and ask for rewards like a beggar, otherwise I will be really angry. "

Kang Zhirong's heart jumped twice. It was really unexpected that Du Heng changed his mind so easily.

Looking at the grinning Kang Zhirong, Du Heng also smiled. He understood a little bit why Kang Zhirong made this suggestion, "Also, you can only live broadcast quietly from the side, and you can't disturb me or other people." of normal operation.

If it happens once, it will be shut down immediately. "

"Brother, don't worry, I won't disturb your work." Kang Zhirong promised cheerfully, and then hurriedly retreated from Du Heng. He had to hurry up and make preparations.

Du Heng no longer cared about him and led everyone into the 'Shenqi Hall'.

Entering the 'Shenqi Hall', I found that the environment inside was even better than outside. Not to mention the glass counters, but also the medicine cabinets painted with dark red paint at the back. Du Heng felt that there was something going on on them. Light.

Looking at the people inside, those who looked like patients, all looked curiously at the large group of people wearing executive jackets and shirts who suddenly entered the door.

But standing inside the counter, the few men and women wearing white coats with the brand name "Shenqitang" on them all stood very upright.

Upright, like a guard of honor.

Du Heng turned his head and glanced at the staff member next to him, and all he got was an awkward yet polite smile.

Du Heng really didn't understand. It was already arranged like this, so why did he need to say that again before setting off?

Isn't this slapping yourself in the face!

Why bother?
However, Du Heng still underestimated the face of the person accompanying him. After he smiled politely at Du Heng, he took the initiative to walk over and said, "Hello, are Mr. Luo and Teacher Luo Deng here?"

The girl being questioned immediately put on a very professional smile and said, "Both teachers are in the physical therapy room upstairs. Do you need me to call them down?"

The accompanying staff did not make their own decisions, but turned to look at Du Heng with a smile.

At this time, Du Heng felt a little angry for no reason. The good impression he had accumulated towards Wei County in the past few days was completely lost in this young man's polite but shameless smile.

Because he knew that there was an arrangement, and this was not a decision that the young man in front of him could make.

It was originally a good thing, but for Mr. Luo and his son, this visit was actually just a process, and unnecessary arrangements were not necessary.

In addition, it doesn't matter even if there are arrangements, after all, everyone wants to show the good side to everyone, which is understandable.

But the successive behaviors of the young man accompanying him really made him feel disgusted.

It's too contrived.

"We are here to visit Senior Luo this time. Please show us the way." Du Heng ignored the young man this time and did not want to do such a face-saving job again, so he spoke directly to the girl.The girl quickly glanced at the young man's face, then walked out of the counter and led Du Heng and others upstairs to the physical therapy room.

As soon as Du Heng and the others left, the people waiting on the first floor began to whisper.

They are all old neighbors and old patients of Shenqitang. They know everything about the situation of Mr. Luo and his son.

Now seeing such a group of people who were obviously government workers looking for the father and son, their desire for gossip was instantly ignited.

The discussion of these people was also interrupted by Kang Zhirong, who hurriedly opened the live broadcast and came in.

When Kang Zhirong saw that Du Heng and the others had already gone upstairs, he didn't want to suddenly run up to get a live broadcast on his mobile phone. Now that he heard that everyone was discussing Mr. Luo and his son, he immediately had an idea in his mind.

"What do these people do? They look so formal."

"Sigh~~~Luo Deng has not obtained any qualification certificate for so many years. He has been reported several times. I'm afraid it will be the same this time. The clinic will be closed again."

"It's impossible. Luo Deng doesn't have a certificate, but his father does."

"But it's Luo Den who sees the doctor, not his father. Someone who gave birth to a baby with rotten skin must have reported it."

"You are right in your scolding. These people who reported it are all bad people with bad soles and pus. They just don't want to see others being kind."

"It would be a shame if it was really closed."

"Indeed, although Luo Deng does not have a certificate, he is regarded well by others. I was told by the county hospital that I needed an operation. If I don't do it, I will die. That's why I was favored by Dr. Luo Deng."

The people present were all older people, and they knew a lot of things, so at first they were still using their own examples, but after a few sentences, the examples they gave began to become more varied.

Kang Zhirong didn't take pictures of others or speak himself. He just pointed the camera at the medicine cabinet in front of him and let his phone automatically mute the sound.

But in this live broadcast room, the number of people is constantly growing, and the message area is slowly becoming lively.

"Oh, Dr. Du actually broadcast live, what a surprise."

"I've been following it for almost four years, and I received the news on my first live broadcast. I'm so lucky."

"What is the live broadcast about? Why is no one talking?"

"Are you blind? Look at the announcement. You can't see so many words."

"Visiting folk Chinese medicine doctors? This is great. When can we introduce good Chinese medicine doctors in our hometown? The capital is too far away."

"Doctor Du said it's good, so it must be really good."

"Listen carefully to the voices in the live broadcast room. What these old guys say are really exciting."

. . . . .

Kang Zhirong looked at the number of people who had reached [-], and couldn't help but get excited. This was just the beginning of the broadcast, and it was the first time to have such a number of people. It was really exciting.

Then he glanced upstairs. If Du Heng came downstairs and appeared in the live broadcast room, the number of people in the live broadcast room would definitely grow faster.

And will Du Heng come down?
He probably won't be able to get off for the time being, because he started chatting with Mr. Luo.

Originally, Du Heng was unhappy because of this young man's performance, but what he didn't expect was that as soon as he went upstairs, Mr. Luo led his son Luo Deng out, and directly called Du Heng's name and said: After hearing what Du Heng had done recently, Du Heng was praised very highly.

Looking at Mr. Luo's expression, it really didn't look like he was being praised because of his status today. It was simply the satisfaction and recognition of an old senior to his younger generation. This made Du Heng feel a lot more comfortable and arrogant.

To be honest, he received a lot of praise and honors, but it was hard to get him excited.

But only the affirmation from his senior colleagues can make him feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

While chatting, Du Heng discovered that Mr. Luo was always staring at his face, and there was something unexplained in his eyes.

Suddenly, Du Heng's heart palpitated, "Mr. Luo, can you tell I'm uncomfortable?"

Mr. Luo's face straightened up, and then he said softly, "The old man may be really old, and he is too dazzled to see bad things."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Du Heng, Lao You, and Xiao Su immediately cheered up and stared at the two of them without blinking. They didn't want to miss anything that might happen.

When Du Heng heard what Mr. Luo said, he knew that the old man had really seen something, "Mr., you might as well say it bluntly, I am indeed feeling a little uncomfortable these days.

But as you all know, our ancestors have a saying, "You can't heal yourself, but you can't heal yourself." Many times, we ourselves can't see our own problems.

So I ask you, old man, to speak out. "

Mr. Luo may have been worried about Du Heng's identity and the assessment of his son later, so he didn't speak immediately.

But the old man only hesitated for a moment, then looked Du Heng squarely in the face and said, "Doctor Du, have you had any symptoms of dizziness, insomnia, or upset recently?"

Du Heng's eyes narrowed slightly.

When he was in the car the day before yesterday, he suffered from motion sickness inexplicably, which was something he had never experienced before.

In addition, the day before yesterday and last night, his sleep was not as smooth as before. Every time he closed his eyes, he would always feel a little irritable.

He had checked it himself, so he had a rough idea.

But what he didn't expect was that Mr. Luo could accurately tell his problem just by looking at his face and the way he spoke. This gave Du Heng a clear understanding of Mr. Luo's diagnostic technology.

"Mr. Luo is right. These symptoms have indeed existed in the past three days, but the problem is not serious and he is busy with work, so he did not bother to investigate carefully.

Why don't you bother Mr. Luo and help me take a look today? "

Hearing Du Heng's personal admission, Lao You and Xiao Su all opened their eyes wide.

what happened?

How is this going?

They were just talking, why did they suddenly see so many problems?
Involuntarily, the four of them remembered what Du Heng said in the car when they arrived: The most powerful thing about Mr. Luo is his pulse-taking technique and dialectical ability.

I haven't even felt my pulse yet, but in just a few words, I explained Du Heng's current problem. How did he figure it out?

How on earth did he do it?
Now that he is so powerful, wouldn't it be possible to really tell fortunes if he could feel his pulse?

As the saying goes, a layman can see the excitement, and an expert can see the door. Du Heng knew that Mr. Luo saw it this way, so there was no sign of shock from the other four people. He just waited quietly for Mr. Luo's answer.