Time travel to 1984

Chapter 121 Thanking the Godly Doctor of the Sea for the Pennant
After 15 days of hard work, Zhang Jinhai and Zhao Jin selected a location that is basically located in the center of the triangle formed by the Shanghai People's Hospital, Shanghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and Shanghai Orthopedics Hospital, and successfully rented a house.

This house has three bedrooms and one living room, and is located on the first floor. The specific location is: No. 108, Ping'an Road.

The rent is a bit expensive, and the monthly rent is equivalent to a month's salary of an ordinary worker.

Zhang Jinhai was notified that he had to go back to Shanghai University of Science and Technology to take the exam during the day.His exams are much more than others.

Zhao Jin went to Modu People's Hospital, Modu Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and Modu Orthopedic Hospital to find customers.

Nearly 108 business cards of "Resurrection by Destiny" were sent out, but no one came to his contact address, No. [-], Ping'an Road.

This shows that this method is not feasible.It seems that strong medicine must be used.

Zhao Jin brought three A3 papers with big characters written on them with a brush.

When I came to the entrances of Modu People's Hospital, Modu Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and Modu Orthopedic Hospital, I hired 5 people to stand holding A3 papers with a high salary of 3 yuan per person per day.

Attracted many people to watch.

Those who are interested read out the content written on the A3 paper:
Marriage

Non-traumatic patients who refuse to receive treatment or who are declared dead within 6 hours

free treatment
Quota is limited to one person

Contact address: No. 108, Ping'an Road

After the advertisement was published, Zhao Jin went back to the rented house at No. 108, Ping'an Road and waited for news.

When the sky was about to dark, a young man came to the door.

He had an explosive hair on his head, was wearing a flowered shirt, a black suit, a pair of flared trousers, and a pair of black leather shoes with pointed points on his feet.When entering the door, the iron soles of the shoes rubbed against the concrete floor with a 'click' sound.

The man in the floral shirt took a deep puff of a cigarette with his right hand, and looked at Zhao Jin who was sitting in the living room: "Brother, have you used up your free treatment quota?"

Zhao Jin was very happy, finally a customer came to him on his own initiative.

It seems that although the advertising fee of 15 yuan a day is a bit expensive, it is still useful after all.

It is basically a very sad thing to find customers here.

Zhao Jin adjusted his mood and tried to look a little heavy, so as not to be too abrupt and cause unnecessary trouble: "Not yet. Tell me about your situation."

The man in the flowered shirt: "My dad. He came to the hospital this afternoon. The doctor said it was advanced liver cancer. The current technology cannot diagnose and treat it. The doctor said there was a sensational advertisement at the door. And the treatment is free."

The man in the floral shirt said the word "free" very seriously, and it couldn't be more obvious what he meant.

Zhao Jin felt relieved all of a sudden: "Then, it is possible to send patients here."

The man in the floral shirt said: "Of course, the hospital no longer admits us. We are waiting to die when we go home. That's why I came here to try my luck."

Zhao Jin gave an affirmative answer: "You send the patient here in 2 hours. If you don't see me when you get here, please wait for a while. I will be back soon. I need to go out now. something."

After the man in the floral shirt left, Zhao Jin closed the door and immediately ran towards the Shanghai University of Science and Technology.During this period of time, he has become familiar with the guards, so naturally there is no problem in entering the school gate.

Zhao Jin found Zhang Jinhai's classroom: "Zhang Jinhai, come out!"

Zhang Jinhai came out: "Is there something wrong?"

Zhao Jin nodded, pulled Zhang Jinhai and ran to the rental house at No. 108 on Ping'an Road.

When the two returned to the rental house, fortunately, no one came.

Zhang Jinhai took out the white coat prepared in advance and put it on, revealing the golden mask.This makes it easy to hide your identity.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a mess if people would come to Modu University of Science and Technology to seek treatment from him every day in the future.There will be no time to read the whole book, how will you graduate by then, how can you get a diploma normally?Definitely can't do things that are not worth the candle.

The man in the floral shirt brought the patient, followed by a group of onlookers.

People are curious minds.

At that time, it was never heard that patients with advanced liver cancer, who had been explicitly rejected by the hospital, had a chance of being rescued.

Isn't this a big joke?
No matter what age, people who eat melons emerge in endlessly.The bigger the melon, the more masses it corresponds to.

In order to expand his influence, Zhang Jinhai avoids taking the initiative to go to the hospital to find customers in the future, and also to avoid unnecessary troubles.

It was decided that the patient should not be allowed to swallow a resurrection pill at one time.Instead, he divided a Resurrection Pill into 6 pieces.

After making these preparations, Zhang Jinhai felt that he was not too sure.

He urgently called up the biocomputer information to learn acupuncture and moxibustion techniques of traditional Chinese medicine to relieve pain on the spot.

After the acupuncture and moxibustion were completed, he wrapped the 6 small pieces of the Resurrection Pill into six small bags with paper and handed them to Zhao Jin, and arranged for him: "Feed a bag of medicine at the right time of day every day. I will come to give the patient acupuncture at this time every day. In seven days the patient will recover."

Zhao Jin was a little confused, not knowing what Zhengzishi was: "Doctor Hai, when do you say you should give the medicine?"

Zhang Jinhai emphasized: "It is 24 o'clock every day, neither early nor late. The medicine will start tonight. You have to feed the patient yourself. You must not give it to others."

According to this rhythm until the weekend, Zhang Jinhai took four homework exams during the day, and at night disguised as Dr. Hai went to No. 108 Ping'an Road to treat the father of the man in the floral shirt.

When the 7th day was reached, all the medicine had been taken.Zhang Jinhai did not give acupuncture to patients anymore.Instead, a brief communication with the patient was made.

Confirm that the patient feels good about himself and thinks that the liver cancer has been cured.There is still one final step left, the confirmation from the hospital.

The man in the floral shirt promised to go to the hospital to check the effect of the treatment on the same day.

Sunday, when it was getting dark.The man in the floral shirt took his cured father, and specially asked someone to send a pennant to Zhang Jinhai with gongs and drums behind him. The main content of the letter was:

Thanks to Haishen Doctor for his wonderful hands and rejuvenation for curing XXX, a patient with advanced liver cancer.

Now it's lively, the three hospitals and the residents near No. 108 Ping'an Road all know that there is an incredible Sea God Doctor here.

The man in the floral shirt offered to pay the medical expenses, but Zhang Jinhai resolutely refused.

Because the role of this case is to spread the reputation of being able to cure terminal diseases.

On the surface, it seems that those who provide free treatment suffer a loss, but this is not the case, but mutual benefit.

The second father of the man in the floral shirt thanked Zhang Jinhai and Zhao Jin verbally and left, vigorously promoting the miraculous medical skills and noble medical ethics of Doctor Haishen along the way.

After the patient's family left, Zhao Jin took out a bottle of 'Zhaolou Touqu', and the two brothers each filled a glass of wine.

Zhao Jin picked up the wine glass and touched Zhang Jinhai: "Jin Hai, congratulations.

Today we finally cured a terminally ill patient.

And also received a pennant willingly sent by the patient.

Is the role of this pennant really greater than that of money? "

Zhang Jinhai looked at Zhao Jin with a smile, and stretched out his right index finger to touch the tip of his nose: "Drink this glass of wine first, let me talk to you slowly."

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