Snapped!
Pu Mingdai screamed, flew up in the air, and spat out a mouthful of blood along with his front teeth, staining a ball of snow on the ground red. Pu Mingdai, who was rolling on the ground, felt that his face was numb, hot, and seemed to be swollen!
Pu Changming also became angry and said angrily: "Master, is this your Chinese way of hospitality?"
But he saw Fang Zheng sitting there tepidly. He picked up the water bowl next to him and took a sip. He smiled lightly and said, "Donor, there is no need to be angry."
"Aren't you angry?" If Park Changming hadn't seen Chinese people all around him, he wouldn't have been able to defeat so many people by himself, otherwise he would have taken action long ago! No one else would be able to bear it if his own disciple was beaten like this. Park Changming's eyes almost burst out with fire...
Hong Hai'er wiped his nose and said carelessly: "Little guy, why are you so excited? The slap just now was my unique abortion method. It's just that my heat is not up to par, so it can't be painless."
"Fart! What do you call a unique abortion method? This is a beating! It doesn't hurt until you hit someone like this!" Pu Mingdai covered his face, unable to speak.
Hong Hai'er raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, don't believe it. My master used the same method to hit her, and it won't hurt at all! It can still cause abortion, do you believe it?"
"I don't..." Pu Mingdai was about to say he didn't believe it, but when he thought of the pain of that slap, he immediately shut up and didn't dare to say anything. He was afraid that if the other party tried it, it would be him who would be in pain!
Pu Changming frowned and said: "Master, since you said this is a method of abortion, what is in my disciple's stomach?"
"It's bleeding, but it's not clean. I'm not very skilled at it yet. I need to do it a few times. If you don't believe me, feel your pulse yourself. Is it missing something?" Hong Hai'er knew that Fang Zheng couldn't lie, so he took over the words directly. replied.
Park Changming frowned and looked at Fang Zheng, who made a please gesture.
Pu Changming immediately ran over to check Pu Mingdai's pulse. This time, his brows suddenly furrowed into the character "Sichuan"! Just as Hong Hai'er said, there is indeed something missing in Pu Mingdai's stomach.
At this time, Fang Zheng said: "There are five needles in my stomach, and now there are four left, right?"
Park Changming is not a square person. He cannot see through all the symptoms in the patient's body at a glance, even if he can feel the pulse. After all, taking the pulse and treating a doctor is based on thousands of years of experience. But our ancestors have never seen anyone pregnant with five needles in thousands of years! Without this experience, Park Changming would naturally not be able to figure it out. I just have a general feeling that something is missing. But he was unwilling to admit that he had not revealed it, so he had no choice but to nod, indicating that this was the case.
So, Fang Zheng asked: "Then will this child still be aborted? If he is not aborted, forget it. If he is aborted, the disciple of the poor monk can continue to help another disciple."
When Fang Zheng said this, Pu Mingdai subconsciously grabbed Pu Changming's sleeves, tears almost flowed from his eyes, and he thought to himself: This is not an abortion, this is a beating! Master, you have to keep your eyes open to see clearly!
Park Changming couldn't see that the red boy was hitting someone, but here's the problem, if someone hits someone, he can knock out a needle! If it were Park Changming who did it himself, he wouldn't be able to do it unless he killed Park Mingdai! So Pu Changming patted Pu Mingdai and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to give birth to five needles and become famous all over the world? Or do you want to be beaten and scratched a few times and bleed out?"
Hearing this question, Pu Mingdai cried and gritted his teeth: "Fight!"
Pu Changming patted Pu Mingdai on the shoulder and whispered: "Don't worry, if he hits you once, I will help you pay it back tenfold. Now that you are under the eaves, just bow your head for the time being."
Pu Mingdai nodded slightly, raised his head, and shouted: "Come on!"
However, the imaginary slap did not fall. I saw Hong Boyer clasping his hands behind his back, squinting his eyes, and saying in an old-fashioned way: "What are you doing? You want to say please! I help you treat your disease, and you are so stubborn? Forget it, I can't be cured." !”
As soon as these words came out, Pu Mingdai was dumbfounded! In all his life, he has never seen anyone hit so hard! I never thought that one day I would end up begging for someone to smoke me.
Pu Mingdai was in a daze, and Honghai'er shook his head and said: "There is no sincerity at all. It's boring. This disease can't be cured! You'd better go back to get the acupuncture with peace of mind... Oops, if it doesn't work well, which one did this thing puncture? Nerves, leading to inability to lift, hemiplegia, tsk tsk... "
Seeing that Red Boy was about to leave, Pu Mingdai quickly shouted: "Wait a minute!"
Red Boy turned around and looked at Pu Mingdai with a smile. His eyes seemed to be saying: "Come on, beg me! Please let me slap you!"
Pu Mingdai looked at that look and his lungs were about to explode with anger, but at this moment, did he still have a choice? The needle in his stomach was obviously not an ordinary thing. It could already be described as weird. After leaving Yizhishan, he was really not sure if anyone in the world could help him take it out. Thinking about the consequences of what Hong Hai'er said, he felt even colder all over.
In desperation, Pu Mingdai gritted his teeth and said: "Please help me... cure my illness!" He wanted to say that he would help me have an abortion, but he couldn't say this, so he could only say that he was curing my illness.
Upon hearing this, Honghaier chuckled and said, "I don't like this small print. Besides, doesn't it cost money to see a doctor?"
Pu Mingdai was stunned, spending money? This guy still wants money
Fang Zheng, who was standing next to him, raised his eyebrows and secretly gave Red Boy a thumbs up. It's winter now and the mountains are in recession. This kid has learned how to make extra money. He's really a teachable kid!
Pu Changming frowned and said: "Abbot Fangzheng, this is a competition, so we shouldn't charge money for the competition, right?"
"Donor Park, what you said is wrong. First, we didn't ask you to compete. You came to the door on your own. My master saw how pitiful you were, so he fought against you. Second, it's me who takes action now. , if you want to discuss it, you should discuss it with me, right? And this is my rule, if you charge money for medical treatment, if you pay less, you will not be treated!" Red Boy interrupted and shouted.
Pu Changming stared at Fang Zheng and asked, "Does Master also mean this?"
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "Money is something external to the body."
Park Changming breathed a sigh of relief, but he was really afraid that the Founder Lion would open his mouth.
Fang Zheng continued: "But the truth should not be preached lightly, otherwise it would mean that the medical skills of my Yizhi Temple are not valuable? But you can't charge too much money, otherwise it will appear to be a black heart."
When Park Changming heard this, he still had to pay for it after going around for a long time! Feeling angry, he asked: "How much is Master prepared to charge?"
Fang Zheng said with a smile: "I heard that Donor Park once treated a patient in China and charged three million in consultation fees. The Donor once said that human life is not equivalent, and everyone's status determines their value, so the treatment fee is The fees are also different. The other disciple is a rising star in the medical field of your country, and naturally has an extraordinary status. Let me just charge a friendly price, and then give the donor a 10% discount, so I can barely charge 30 million."
(End of chapter)