"Your coat is still in my clinical center. I will express it to you tomorrow." Guo Jing quickly explained. "Okay, okay! Let me tell you the good news, my, that one is indeed fine!" Yan Zi smiled.

She stood up, with a hint of shyness and the unique charm of a mature woman in the corners of her eyes, "I really want to thank you. You see, I listen to you. I'm wearing cotton underwear now." She said she was a little excited and forgot about everything.

, actually reached out to lift up his clothes, and touched the sweater underneath. His face turned red, as if he thought of something, and he couldn't help but spit, and he didn't know who he was blaming. He lowered his head to drink milk tea and stopped talking.

Guo Jing was really afraid that the woman would reveal the details of mastitis treatment, so he laughed and said, "Why are you thanking me? If the doctor doesn't treat the disease, what else will he do? If the disease recurs in the future, I will treat it for you for free." He said this,

Yan Zi was worried again. Thinking of the scene that day, it seemed that Guo Jing's hand was still covering her breasts, and her face turned red for a moment: Could it be that he was hinting to me? He was going to die. Why did he feel his heartbeat speeding up?

I never felt this way when I was in love with my husband.

Guo Jing didn't know what was going on, and was busy changing the subject, still talking to himself: "By the way, Yan Zi, your baby must be very beautiful! Where is your husband? Why don't you come with you?" He was pointing it out to his parents, Yan Zi

Zi was already married and had a child, so he told her not to worry too much. Yanzi was brought back to reality by Guo Jing's few words, and she coughed a few times to cover it up, "He! He works at the Institute of Geology, running around outside for half the year, and spending half the year in

I was flipping through books in the study to study his precious minerals, but he was not with me when I gave birth to the baby." He said with some resentment.

Qin Yu was angry. It's so shameless for you to hook up with my boyfriend without your husband accompanying you. Guo Jing said, "Isn't there no one to take care of the baby?" "You can find a nanny!" Yan Zi

Yixiao said, "I found a distant relative from my hometown. They gave birth to three children in their home. The youngest one nursed until she was five or six years old. Now she is the one who breastfeeds. By the way, I want to do it for you.

An exclusive interview, what do you think?"

Yan Zi kindly wanted to help him, but Guo Jing didn't appreciate it and quickly waved her hand, "Forget it, forget it, how can I be busy alone in that case? Besides, I have a plan to go abroad in a few days." With that, Yan Zi asked Yan Zi to help him.

Zi was a little frustrated. Looking at his expression, she didn't think he was lying. Her face was full of displeasure, and she felt heartache for no reason. She couldn't help but scolded, "What's wrong? Tell me about your plan to go abroad!"

"

It was hard for Guo Jing to tell outsiders, and Yan Zi then laughed again, "Excuse me, Doctor Guo, which big hospital do you work for? What are the benefits like? The annual salary is hundreds of thousands, or are you a voluntary medical worker?"

"Hmph!" Yan Zi disdainfully told Tang Changhe and his son, "If you say so, all those hospitals should be converted into charities. Why don't the Tang family and his son treat others for free? Isn't that the case?

The Affiliated Hospital of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine is just an occasional visit in name. Tang Changhe is known as the Mount Beidou in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. I don’t even see Mr. Tang treating people every day!"

Guo Jing always felt that what she said was too realistic, but he couldn't refute her, and his sympathy couldn't be exchanged for bread and butter, so his face turned a little dark. "That's it! I guess you treat ten patients every day without charging or at low prices.

How many patients can you treat in ten years?" Stefanie began to instill practical social experience into Guo Jing, "Ten per day, in ten years it will be thirty thousand. One charge is five hundred to one thousand, in ten years it will be fifteen hundred.

Ten thousand to thirty million, excluding the cost, it is around ten million. If you set up a hospital or even a school, how many talents can you train and how many patients can you treat?" Yan Zi looked at Guo Jing.

Guo Jingna, Qin Yu also thinks the same. Today's women are better than men in terms of making money. Being a pretty girl is not that shameful, because the rise of feminism is a social phenomenon.

Stefanie looked at him with a smile, "Don't tell me you don't have that ability! I think you can take this route, we can call it curve saving. No matter how talented you are, how many patients can you treat?"

It’s not that you see patients without treatment, you can completely divide the patients into three, six or nine grades. For the same disease, ordinary people will be treated at the price of ordinary people, and the treatment of rich people will be the price of rich people. Miracle doctors! There must be miracle doctors.

His style and the price of a miracle doctor! Otherwise, are you going to do this for the rest of your life? Let me tell you, there are more than 20,000 private doctors in Pinghai City, and most of them have been mediocre all their lives, just treating diseases and making money to feed their families. If a quack doctor earns

Even though I have more money than you, your reputation as a miracle doctor won’t last long.”

Guo Jing thought of the mad doctor Old Tao who treated him. Mr. Tang said that with his ability, he should not just open a private clinic and spend his life. Guo Jing felt a little sad for a while, feeling what Yan Zi said.

Although there are some philistines, it seems to be very realistic. A miracle doctor must have a price tag of a miracle doctor, otherwise the sign of a miracle doctor will not last long.

"Okay, I see that you are very unconvinced, so! I'll take you to see Sun Jingxiang. There is an interesting person there. That person is very good at eloquence, and he may be able to convince you." Just as he was talking, Qin Yu said with a smile:

"Do you know Sun Jingxiang too? I delivered her daughter." After hearing Yan Zi's business experience, Qin Yu couldn't help but admire her, and the hostility just now disappeared a lot, "Stefanie, I didn't expect you to be so powerful.

If only I had known you earlier, we would have been doing business and making money."

Yan Zi smiled softly, "I was in business before I became a TV anchor, and I know all these business tips by heart." The four of them walked along the road, and after a while, they arrived at Sun Jingxiang's villa. The villa was close to a temple, and Sun Jingxiang

After my father-in-law, Major General Cui, retired, he became chess friends with the abbot of the temple and often discussed Buddhist scriptures with him.

"Master Abbot knows five foreign languages. In fact, he should not be a monk but a diplomat." Yan Zi's tone seemed to be not talking about a monk, but an ordinary friend, "By the way, the abbot's Buddhist name is Master Sanjie.

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I found Sun Jingxiang, had lunch with her, and then went to the temple to worship Buddha. A young novice was pulled by Sun Jingxiang and asked if Master Sanjie was there. The young novice knew Sun Jingxiang and clasped his hands respectfully and replied, "Uncle Abbot.

We are entertaining layman Cui in the Liushang Hall!"

Sun Jingxiang turned around and explained to Guo Jing and the others, "The Liushang Hall was originally an ancient building, but now it has been converted into a foreign hotel. I guess the abbot is playing chess with my father-in-law!" Just as he said that, the little novice monk pointed outside.

"Uncle Abbot is back." Everyone looked outside the courtyard and saw a forty-year-old monk wearing a green cloth robe walking on the green brick road. His appearance was dignified, but his walking posture was a bit strange.

Sun Jingxiang was playful for a while, and pulled the little novice to say a few words. The little novice hesitated a little, but nodded, turned around and left. "Let's stand aside!" Sun Jingxiang said and asked Guo

Jing pulled him behind the door. As soon as the monk entered the courtyard, someone suddenly covered his eyes from behind and said in a deep voice: "Monk, guess who I am?"

"Amitabha, the donor's surname is Sun. She has been nicknamed the bedwetting girl since she was a child." Sun Jingxiang covered the monk's eyes in embarrassment. The blush on her face spread all the way to her neck. She didn't look like a mother of a child at all.

Hou Hou was a little angry, "I said, Master Sanjie, can't you just pretend to be confused for once?"

The monk turned around and smiled, "You have been playing this trick since you were three years old. You have been playing it for more than 20 years. I am confused even if I want to! Why did you remember to come to my place? Where is Xiao Cui? By the way, wait until the child is older.

Hold her over a little and let me take a look to see if she looks more like you or more like Xiao Cui." When he said these words, his tone was like a big brother talking to his little sister.

"He! Chairman Hu is not busy with him! By the way, I will introduce you to a few friends." "Come to my meditation room to talk." Liu Ren sat down in the meditation room. Qin Yu saw that there was no shortage of electrical appliances in the monk's meditation room, including notebooks.

She was also using a computer, which seemed to be the type of online Internet access. She couldn't help but look at it curiously. "Times keep pace with the times, and monks who surf the Internet also follow the trend." Mingyuan watched her staring at his laptop, and didn't wait for her to ask questions.

He said it first with a smile.

"The masters in Shaolin Temple have all opened companies, and they are still MB in the United States. It is not unusual for you to go online." Guo Jing said with a smile. Monk Sanjie looked at Guo Jing with some approval in his eyes, "Uncle Cui Xiong, who just discussed Buddhism with me, once mentioned

After you, you are Guo Jing, you are a miracle doctor, and I am a monk. You cure diseases and save people, and I save all sentient beings. Although we reach the same goal by different paths, it all costs money. Buddhism is like a lotus flower, which grows out of the mud but remains unstained. Having more money is not a bad thing.

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"The monk is indeed an elegant man, with good eloquence." Guo Jing's eyes widened and he thought this monk was really interesting. "After staying in Zhilan's room for a long time, my body also has its own fragrance, just like the breasts of an ox and a donkey." The monk said something incomprehensible, and everyone else said it.

He was a little confused and couldn't understand what the monk said, but Guo Jing understood that he grew up in an orphanage and naturally had some temperament in his body that ordinary people could not feel. This is like describing a person as "bookish" in the book.

'Full of righteousness', even 'kingly and domineering'. In other words, the monk felt that Guo Jing had experienced ups and downs since childhood and seemed to have received a lot of influence from Taoist culture. I am afraid that Guo Jing may not be able to accept his statement.

Guo Jing nodded. He just saw the monk walking with a strange posture. After taking a closer look, he knew that the monk was suffering from hemorrhoids. He smiled and said: "What the monk said makes sense. Just like ordinary people can get hemorrhoids, monks can also get hemorrhoids."

." Master Sanjie felt a little embarrassed immediately after hearing this. Although others did not understand their conversation, they did understand the word hemorrhoids. Sun Jingxiang and Master Sanjie were very familiar with each other, and there were so many taboos that they couldn't help but

He burst into laughter and said, "You have hemorrhoids? Do you want me to buy you some hemorrhoid cream? Guo Jing, your eyes are so poisonous. You are truly a miracle doctor. I laughed to death."

She kept laughing, and Qin Yu next to her couldn't help laughing. Only little Martha didn't quite understand and looked at Guo Jing. Guo Jing was quick to talk for a while, but now he saw Sun Jingxiang laughing and felt a little embarrassed, "Monk

, I’m offended!” Master Sanjie was indeed open-minded and smiled and said: “Nothing, nothing, nine out of ten people have hemorrhoids, so it’s not uncommon for monks to have hemorrhoids.”

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Chapter completed!