The Cold President's Best Master

The Dean looked at Lu Chong in surprise: "Xiao Lu, let's not talk about whether the rehabilitation department can be contracted to you. Let's say that there are few patients in this department all year round. They are contracted to you. You drink the West and north wind. How can I explain to Director Li."

Lu Chong smiled faintly: "let's make a long story short. If there is a precedent, I will pay you the contract fee according to the precedent price. I will pay it monthly. If I can't pay the contract fee by the end of this month, when our contract expires, I'll go away and never tell director Li."

The Dean looked at Lu Chong in amazement: "young man, I know you cured old Zhou, but you can't be so blindly optimistic. Now the society believes in traditional Chinese medicine less and less. If you do that, you will starve to death."

"I'm confident," Lu Chong said firmly. "Look at your attitude, I know there is a precedent. Instead of letting the rehabilitation department of traditional Chinese medicine waste there, it's better to contract it to me. I'll pay according to the market price. If you don't agree, I'll tell director Li and vice mayor Liu about it."

"Well, I'm afraid of you," the Dean thought for a moment and said, "thirty thousand yuan a month. Do you think it's ok? If it's OK, it's from this month."

Lu Chong nodded: "OK, today is the 2nd, starting from this month."

The Dean added: "there is a premise, Tang Tiantian. Other departments don't want her. You have to take her and pay her salary."

Although the little nurse was shy and confused, she did things quickly. Lu Chong nodded: "no problem."

The Dean decisively took out a piece of paper, wrote some words on it and handed it to Lu Chong.

Lu Chong looked at the contract for the hospital department. The conditions written on it were the same as what they had just said, so he signed his name.

When Lu Chong returned to the rehabilitation department and told Tang Tiantian, Tang Tiantian changed her shy look, jumped up and said loudly, "30000 yuan. Let's go there to earn 30000 yuan. He's a community hospital. He can't rent 10000 yuan for such a small department. He wants you 30000 yuan. He's pitching you. You can't contract this department!"

Lu Chong grabbed her hand: "calm down and relax. After all, this is a public hospital. In principle, it can't be contracted. 30000 is 30000. You don't know my ability. If you have confidence in me, I can earn 30000, 300000 or even 3 million."

"Three hundred thousand! Three million!" Tang Tiantian's lovely big eyes stared at Lu Chong in surprise: "just this small clinic, just the two of us, brother Chong, do you have a fever."

Then she saw Lu Chong holding her little hand, and her white face turned red.

Lu Chong loosened her little hand, touched her smooth forehead and said with a smile, "I think you have a fever. Otherwise, why is your face so red."

Tang Tiantian is a little angry and stares at Lu Chong angrily: "brother Chong, people are serious. Don't be kidding. Hurry to terminate the contract with the president."

"Have some confidence in me!" Lu Chong took Tang Tiantian's small hand: "since we can't wait for patients in the clinic, let's look for them in the street."

Tang Tiantian had no time to resist, so she was trotted by Lu Chong and ran outside the community hospital.

Standing on the bustling street, Tang Tiantian looked blankly: "brother Chong, how can we find patients? Can we stop a passer-by and ask others, are you sick?"

"You're sick. Of course you can't ask like that," Lu Chong said with a smile. "We're doctors. I can see if the other party is sick at a glance."

An old man walked past. He looked a little strange. After walking for a while, he sat down and beat his knee.

Lu rushed forward and stopped him: "old man, have you got old cold legs?"

The old man raised his head, turned over Lu Chong with his eyes, and looked contemptuously at Lu Chong's white coat: "yes, you have old cold legs. You are a doctor in this community hospital. You want me to go in for treatment. I can't be fooled. I'd rather stick ointment than trust you quacks."

Lu Chong shook his head gently: "old man, your old cold leg has been ill for at least 30 years. Even if you stick more ointment, it won't help. In a few years, you can only sit in a wheelchair."

The old man trembled and looked at Lu Chong in surprise: "young man, you can see it accurately, but it's much more reliable than those doctors before."

Lu Chong guessed that there were doctors in the rehabilitation department before, but their medical skills were mediocre and could not cure any diseases at all. Later, they were driven away by local residents, resulting in the fact that the rehabilitation department has been empty.

He smiled faintly: "I think you always have no confidence in the doctors in our hospital. Well, in order to show our sincerity, if I can't cure your old leg, I'll give you money. If I can cure your old leg, you'll give me medical fees. You said, how much are you willing to spend to cure your old cold leg?"

Lu Chong could see that although the old man was ugly, he wore a famous brand and had a momentum in his behavior. He thought he had been a boss or manager before. He should have money.

Not surprisingly, Lu Chong said without hesitation, "my leg hurts more and more for 30 years. I can't cure it after looking for so many hospitals. If you can cure my old cold leg, I'll give you 100000 yuan, but if you can't cure it, you also give me 100000 yuan. Dare you bet?"

Tang Tiantian yanked Lu Chong's clothes and said timidly, "brother Chong, you just started working and haven't paid your salary. How can you bet?"

The old man laughed when he heard Tang Tiantian's words: "well, you're still a hairy boy. Well, you cured me and I'll give you 100000. If you can't cure me, you'll give me 10000, 10000 yuan. Do you have it?"

"I have." Lu Chong didn't want to waste any more time and said to Tang Tiantian, "bring my two wooden needles."

In order to make their fame resound through the whole community as soon as possible and welcome more patients, Lu Chong and Tang Tiantian pushed out the bed in the consulting room, put it outside the hospital, frequently near the street, and helped the old man lie down.

There were more and more people watching the excitement. They surrounded three floors inside and three floors outside. They all looked curiously at Lu Chong's injection.

Lu Chong lifted up the old man's pants, exposed the old man's knees, touched them with his hands, it was cold, and then looked at them with his eyes. His thighs were transparent, revealing the bones inside, and there was a dark air in his knees.

This is what makes him different from ordinary people except his internal skills. He has perspective eyes and uses consciousness to control perspective superpower. In a specific period, he can see people's internal organs and diseases.

Holding the wooden needle, Lu Chong aimed at the place where the black gas was thickest and plunged down.

The old man had cold legs for too long, and his legs were numb. Even if Lu Chong stabbed it with a sharp needle, he didn't feel pain.

When the wooden needle went deep into the gap between the knee bones, it was strange that there was no bleeding. Lu Chong abnormally did not condense the Dragon Qi at his fingertips, but reversed the Dragon Qi. In this way, he saw a mass of black gas pouring up along the wooden needle. Lu Chong pulled out the wooden needle and saw a string of cold liquid dripping from the wooden needle.