The unlucky master of metaphysics was struck by lightning again

Chu Yan bent her lips, grabbed Qu Yi's palm, and crossed her fingers.

"Row."

"Then you all don't show up later," Qu Yi asked.

Chu Yan smiled dotingly and didn't show up, but he will definitely guard not far away, "Okay."

Soon a group of people came to the Chu Group building.

Qu Yi took a quick look, and apart from the onlookers, there were indeed 50-60 people at the center of the clamor.

Just to find fault.

Zhou Zhou asked his subordinates to deliver a table and a blank display board, and he and Chu Yan stayed in the car without getting out.

"President, do you know what the young lady is going to do?"

Chu Yan looked at the busy little girl, somewhat guessing in her heart.

Here Qu Yi set up a stall near the crowd, picked up a whiteboard brush and wrote down: "Qu's new medicine Qingdu pills can cure all kinds of poisons."

As soon as he finished writing, a young man supported the wooden table with sweat on his face and asked, "Can it really cure all poisons?"

"Yes."

"Can that cure the poison of pesticides?"

"can."

"You don't even ask me what kind of pesticide I drank? If it's the highly poisonous thing, Baicao Zhan, it's a medicine that can't be cured after drinking it."

Seeing that Qu Yi was so sure that he didn't even ask, the young man didn't believe it.

"You have a friend who drank Baicao? Is it nearby now?"

Qu Yi was looking for a patient to see a doctor, so he drew his attention to her booth, unexpectedly, he came across a ready-made one.

"Yes, I'm afraid I'm going to die soon, alas, I just picked him up from the hospital."

"Then you are lucky, Baicao can cure it."

The conversation between the young man and Qu Yi was overheard by the crowd watching the lively Chu Group, and they immediately regained their spirits.

"Where did someone who sells counterfeit medicines say that Baicao can save them? He has no common sense at all, so he has the nerve to sell medicines."

Afterwards, more and more people came over and expressed that there was no solution to the problem.

The young man also felt that he was too desperate and didn't want to let go of a chance, so he almost believed even the fake medicine.

"Little brother, how about we make a bet?"

Just when the young man was about to leave, Qu Yi stopped him.

"If my medicine works, you pay me 1 yuan for the medicine, and if it doesn't work, I'll give you 1 yuan."

Yoho, as soon as Qu Yi said this, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him.

"Little girl, can we gamble too?" someone asked.

"You can participate in the bet not to participate in the experiment."

This medicine is very precious and cannot be wasted.

These people think that this unbelievably beautiful girl has a lot of money, and she is only after the money, so she never even tried the medicine, and if it turns out to be good or bad, it will be a big loss.

After Qu Yi gave the medicine to the young man, he began to count the bettors.

Qu Yi's "business" was booming, which caused some people who were clamoring in front of the Chu Group to pay attention, and then one person quietly left the team to place bets, and then more people left the team.

"Aren't you worried that this beauty won't be able to pay?" Someone asked, expressing his doubts.

"There's nothing to worry about, I can't afford compensation." There was a burst of laughter from around.

It was true, so more and more people left the team. A tattooed man noticed something strange, and with a roar, everyone came back immediately.

"President, it seems that that person is the organizer of this time." Zhou Zhou pointed to the man with a tattoo on his face standing in the front row.

After a while, the young man who started to take the medicine came back, and with him, there were four other people carrying a stretcher.

Wherever you pass, everyone gives way.

Seeing this, the bettors thought that this was a fatality, and they won the bet, feeling secretly refreshed.

"It's her. She sold me the medicine for 1 yuan." The young man pointed to Qu Yi and said.

Someone in the crowd asked, "Did she sell fake medicine? I think that friend on your stretcher seems to have vomited a lot of blood."

But no, the whole clothes were stained with black and red blood, and the area was not small.

Before the young man could explain, the two old men and a young man and woman carrying the stretcher knelt down towards Qu Yi.

"Genius doctor, please save my son." The old man clasped his hands together and asked Qu Yi.

The onlookers couldn't understand, "Your son has vomited so much blood, which means he is a quack doctor. Why are you begging her? Why don't you take someone to the hospital?"

The old man was afraid of making Qu Yi angry because of the passer-by's words, so he yelled angrily: "What do you know, my son has been determined to be beyond the life of the hospital, and he just took the medicine of the miracle doctor, and the vomit is poisonous blood, look at my son's face now Much better."

"It really works? Then why are you begging her?"

"I sent him here." It was Qu Yi who answered. "My Qingdu Pill can only detoxify, but all the organs of his body have been poisoned. This kind of damage is irreversible, and Qingdu Pill cannot do it.

After detoxification, life is saved, but there will definitely be sequelae in future life. "

"Genius doctor, please save him." The old man begged again.

"Get up first. It's not difficult to cure. The patient only needs to take the 'Bai Shou Pill', and the body will recover slowly."

"But the Baishou Pill newly released by Qu's Group?" the old man asked.

"Exactly."

The old man was in trouble, "But that medicine is hard to buy."

Baishou Pills are very famous, and of course they have great effects, and the ingredients for making them are hard to find, so the supply is in short supply. Qu's Group sells them at a low price, but they are so expensive that there is no market for them.

Qu Yi took out a white porcelain bottle casually, "I have a bottle here, 500 yuan a piece, 12 pieces in total, you give him one piece every month for 12 consecutive months."

There was a light in the old man's eyes. The 12 pills only cost 6000 yuan, and the 10000 yuan for the one just now cost less than 2 yuan to save his son.

That's less than the cost of a 2-day hospital stay.

"Thank you, divine doctor, thank you, divine doctor."

At this moment, the man on the stretcher also opened his eyes, struggled to get up and knelt down, "Thank you, I feel much better."

The man's neighbor looked surprised, "Oh, you can get up now."

The medicine was real, and the crowd was shocked, "Genius doctor, how do you sell Qingdu pills? How do you sell Baishou pills?"

At this time, the shouting people standing in front of the Chu Group have been silent for a long time. With the appearance of Qingdu Pill and Baishou Pill, the crowd was excited. These 50-60 people didn't care what to find fault with, they all surrounded them. Slow down, and the pills will be snatched by others.

Baishou Pills have been around for a while, and the masses are basically not very good. It can be said that everyone wants them, but they can’t buy them.

The idea of ​​the pill that the dealer shot back from Qu's Group, it is not enough to just keep it for his own use, and then sell it to the rich spenders, so how can he leave any pills for ordinary people.

However, ordinary people in China still account for the majority, so everyone knows that this medicine is good but cannot be bought.

At this time, once he heard that Qu Yi had this medicine, he didn't care about the big things at hand, not as big a deal as buying Baishou Pills.

God, Qu Yi only sells one for 500 yuan, what a conscience price.