Bai Chuwei felt that she was really kind.
The consultation fee is only one million.
During her 20 years in Yunwu Mountain, there were also wealthy businessmen who received news to treat diseases, and the consultation fee was at least 5 million.
If those wealthy businessmen found out, they would have to cry and hold the money and kneel down to beg her for help. One million is a piece of shit!
Look at Duan Feihan, the fourth master of the Duan family, who was tricked by her to save his father for 300 million, without blinking a single eye.
Gao Qiaoqiao was immediately stunned, and looked at Bai Chuwei dumbfounded: "One... One million? Why don't you grab it?"
It's crazy, I've never seen a famous doctor say one million.
Gao Qiaoqiao couldn't get off the stage for a while, and savagely gouged out Bai Chuwei, sarcastically: "Don't treat dysmenorrhea, dare not treat my shoulder pain, why are you deliberately looking for it?"
"Who cares for you to treat? Bai Chuwei, I remembered it today!" Gao Qiaoqiao blushed with anger, threw these words viciously, and ran out of the crowd of girls.
Bai Chuwei looked at the girls who were looking forward and embarrassed to speak, and gently curled the corners of her lips: "I can see three patients a day, and I can make an appointment in advance. The consultation fee starts at 2,000."
As soon as the words came out, the girls cheered. The girls in Henghua No. 1 Middle School are all very rich. For them, 2,000 yuan is not much different from the 20 yuan in the eyes of ordinary people.
Bai Chuwei took the ignorant Su Ruan back to the classroom, and put stacks of test papers into her hands: "Thank you for your hard work."
Su Ruan blushed, and whispered a little embarrassedly: "It's me who has worked hard for you, classmate Bai. If I could imitate handwriting, it wouldn't be so troublesome."
Su Ruan couldn't hide things in his heart, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Classmate Bai, your calligraphy is really special, have you practiced it specially?"
Bai Chuwei calmly touched the head of the flying bird, and said casually, "My own calligraphy, Lingbai style."
Su Ruan was dumbfounded, as if he had never heard of this calligraphy
Su Ruan looked at so many test papers in her arms, and did not dare to stay in Class 9 any more, and said very obediently, "Classmate Bai, I will go back to do my homework first."
After Su Ruan left, Bai Chuwei's treatment of Su Ruan with acupuncture has already been spread to the school post bar, and Bai Chuwei has been spread like a god.
This directly led to many girls adding her WeChat and starting to make an appointment to see a doctor tomorrow.
After school in the afternoon, Su Ruan reappeared in Bai Chuwei's classroom and gave her the homework.
Duan Xingye stood aside and watched, his eyes full of envy.
No matter how he studied, his best grade was the top 50 in the whole grade, which was no better than Su Ruan.
Su Ruan blushed and asked in a low voice, "Student Bai, everything is done."
The old ancestor bought some melon seeds to feed the birds. At this time, he was eating the leftover melon seeds. He glanced at the math test paper, "The answer to the second question of the fill-in-the-blank question is square root three, right?"
Su Ruan was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
Su Ruan hurriedly took the pen and did the math again, looking at Bai Chuwei with excitement on her small face: "Bai, how do you know it's square root three, classmate Bai? Do you know how to do it?"
The old ancestor smiled lazily. She didn't want to do homework, which didn't mean she couldn't do it. After all, she used to be an imperial teacher and a professor at the University of the Republic of China.
Bai Chuwei was eating melon seeds, and before she had time to speak, a melon-eating voice suddenly sounded in the class: "Damn, Bai Chuwei, you are on fire!"
Bai Chuwei raised her eyebrows lightly, what's so hot
Duan Xingye took out his mobile phone and looked at it, his face darkened in an instant, and he cursed in a low voice: "Damn, who did it?!"