"Poor, I think you not only have no money in your pocket, but also need to recharge your IQ. I have told you that without an appointment card, they will not treat your sick father. Why don't you understand, you are crazy!" Jiang Rongrong said with contempt.

"Yes, do you understand the reservation card? Do you have this? " Jiang Rongrong's new boyfriend is a pork rib, but she wears a pretty glamorous dress.

A black card was taken out from the bag, with the words "Appointment" written on it, and the number 28 on it.

After shaking, his eyes swept across Jiang Shiyun's pure face, and he said proudly: "In the future, when you look for a boyfriend, you must find someone who is as capable as me. If you can't even get a reservation card, you'd better go and move bricks honestly!"

"Yunyun, Xiao Qin, let's go back." Although Jiang Dagui was poor, he knew to save face. Seeing that Qin Fei couldn't take out the reservation card, he didn't blame him in his heart. After all, the gate of Yuling Pavilion is notoriously difficult to enter.

Qin Fei was a little amused and didn't know how to explain it. In his heart, Yuling Pavilion was just like his own home, but he didn't know what appointment card he would need to find Wang Houde for treatment.

My mind turned slightly and said, "Okay, the reservation card is right, I have it too. It's also placed in the store, I forgot to bring it!"

Qin Fei took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Yu Fei: Brother Yu, give me an appointment card, I am in the yard.

After Qin Fei sent the text message, he helped Jiang Dagui stand aside and waited for the people inside to send out the reservation card.

However, Jiang Rongrong covered her mouth as if she had discovered a new continent: "No, what did you use to send a text message just now?"

"A cell phone?" Qin Fei said casually. He didn't take Jiang Rongrong to heart. He was just a short-sighted gold-worshiping bitch. There were so many such women that he couldn't even hate them.

"Hmph, I know it's a mobile phone. But it seems that the old man's phone you use? How poor are you? Is it worth using an elderly machine? Is it worth it to save money to support the poor family? What's more, his father is just a bottomless pit. The little money you work is not enough for him to take medicine, right?" Jiang Rongrong stared at Qin Fei with contempt and said.

When Jiang Dagui saw his niece, he exposed the shortcomings of his home in front of so many people. His face turned red. He waved his hand and said, "Rongrong, stop talking. I know that I have dragged everyone down and owe everyone favors. I will not see a doctor anymore. Let's go, Yunyun, send me home. I don't want to be embarrassed here!"

"Uncle, it doesn't matter if we don't look down on us, as long as we can look down on ourselves. Yunyun has suffered so much for you, just to stand up, and has already reached the last step. How can we give up easily?" Qin Fei looked at Jiang Dagui and said sincerely.

"I...ah!" Jiang Dagui sighed heavily. He didn't want to stand up, but he also saw that the young man in front of him was still using the old man's machine, but the conditions were not good. Jiang Dagui didn't want to implicate Qin Fei.

"Dad, don't pay attention to what others say. I believe Qin Fei, he said that if your illness can be cured, it will definitely be cured." Jiang Shiyun also comforted her.

While the three of them were talking, Yu Fei walked out of the room.

There were fifteen disciples in their generation, and there were about fifty registered disciples.

If Wang Houde is not here on weekdays, Yu Fei is basically the "sect leader" and is rarely treated for medical treatment, so most people do not know Yu Fei.

Seeing that Qin Fei sent a message in, Yu Fei naturally did not dare to neglect it. He walked out in person and smiled bitterly in front of Qin Fei: "Brother, you bring someone here, what else do you need to make an appointment card?"

"Haha, since Lingyu Pavilion has such rules, I'd better abide by it. Otherwise, if it is reported in the future, Mr. Wang will not be easy to be a human being." Qin Fei said with a smile.

Because Jiang Dagui's illness was not an emergency, and going in directly did break the rules. He prepared to ask for an appointment card and queue outside the door.

Seeing Qin Fei say this, Yu Fei couldn't hold on, so he just smiled and took out a black card with the words "Appointment Card" written on it, but there was no number.

Qin Fei didn't think so much, thinking that it was enough to make an appointment card.

Thanked Yu Fei, and then helped Jiang Dagui to the end to line up.

When Jiang Rongrong saw that Qin Fei had really received the reservation card, her face suddenly became a little ugly. She looked unhappy and glared at Qin Fei with a stern face.

The man with ribs turned his eyes slightly and said softly in Jiang Rongrong's ear. After hearing this, Jiang Rongrong's face calmed down a little.

Half an hour later, everyone in line outside entered the lobby. Because there were only a few disciples in person, even if they went in, they had to sit and wait for the number.

Soon, it was Jiang Rongrong's turn, and a middle-aged man with glasses shouted: "No. 28, Jiang Rongrong."

"Uncle San, here!" The man of pork ribs stood up and helped Jiang Rongrong walk over.

The man with glasses had a work card hanging on his chest, which read "Lingyu Pavilion-02 Disciple".

Many people showed envious expressions and whispered: "See, this is a relationship. It's so awesome to let disciple No. 2 treat his girlfriend."

"That's right. According to the rules of Lingyu Pavilion, only by paying more money can we get more advanced disciples' services. We probably can only find disciples after the 10th."

It turns out that the rule of Lingyu Pavilion is to apply for an appointment card first, which is not expensive, one thousand yuan per card.

This is the threshold for entering Lingyu Pavilion. After entering the hall, you can choose different personal disciples to see a doctor based on your economic level.

Take the last disciple No. 15 as an example. The medical fee is 2,000, and the medicine is calculated as another money.

If so, the medical fee for disciple No. 2 can be paid at least about 20,000 yuan.

However, the man with pork ribs is the nephew of glasses. He gave him a 50% discount and spent nearly 10,000 yuan.

After Jiang Rongrong sat down, she turned around and looked at Jiang Shiyun proudly. What if she got the appointment card and came in? Can she afford the medical fee?

Not to mention taking medicine, any number of odors will be around 7,000 or 8,000. But the effect is indeed good, otherwise I would be sorry for the sign "Lingyu Pavilion".

"Your girlfriend's illness is not serious. It is allergic to pollen and induced asthma. Please follow this list to get the medicine." After the man with glasses diagnosed it, he wrote a prescription and handed it to the man with ribs.

"Thank you, Uncle San."
Chapter completed!