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Chapter 254: Fake Clinic

However, when Zheng Qian approached, he realized that none of these people seemed to have come to the hospital to see a doctor, they were just queuing up at the entrance of the hospital, and then walked towards a small alley behind the hospital.

Just when Zheng Qian was puzzled, his eyes suddenly fell on an advertisement on the wall.

"The heir of Mu Lao, specializing in treating all kinds of diseases!"

Zheng Qian was stunned for a moment, Mu Lao? Didn't Mu Lao take Mu Nanshan back to his hometown? Why did a successor of Mu Lao pop up here? I haven't heard of it, and besides, such a blatant solicitation at the gate of the city hospital, doesn't the city hospital care?

Zheng Gan's brows furrowed, and he didn't say anything else, he rushed to Mu Lao's name, and Zheng Gan also wanted to go over and take a look.

He took a general look at the others, most of them were bruises and injuries, and when Mu Lao lived in the city hospital, he was in charge of orthopedics, obviously, these people came for Mu Lao's name.

Walking all the way down the alley, Zheng Qian found that there were really a lot of people in line, all the way, a line of hundreds of meters, and there were three or four hundred people waiting outside.

Finally, Zheng Qian walked to the small clinic in front of him, not so much a small clinic, but a low bungalow, with a table at the door, and a shirtless man, guarding the door.

"You, you, and you, the three of you go in, pay the money first, and the entrance fee is five hundred per person!" shouted the man at the door.

The three people at the front of the line suddenly looked overjoyed and hurriedly took out the money to go in.

Zheng Qian also wanted to go in, but was stopped.

"Boy, what are you doing?" the man stared at Zheng Qian with a wary expression.

Zheng Qian smiled, "I've always felt a little uncomfortable here in my shoulder recently, this is the heir of Mu Lao, can you help me take a look?"

"It's definitely okay to take a look!" the man said arrogantly, "However, you have to go to the back of the line, and prepare the entrance fee, five hundred at a time!"

"Can you go in early? I'm in a hurry!" Zheng Qian said with a smile.

The man squinted his eyes and looked at Zheng Qian, then looked at the so many people in the back row, and said, "That's it, there are a total of 400 people lining up here, do you want to go from the back to the front, one person counts 100 yuan, pays 40,000 yuan, and the next one will be you!"

"Good Ratcha!"

Zheng Qian took out the card, swiped it, and went in, and a patient with an obvious broken arm in the back wanted to follow in, but was pushed out by the man at once, and one did not stand firmly, and fell directly to the ground, the wound that had been fractured broke again, and the severe pain of the second injury made the patient's face suddenly pale, and cold sweat flowed down like rain.

Zheng Qian didn't go over, he didn't want to reveal his identity at this juncture.

At the moment, the room is not big, only about 40 square meters, the outermost is a reception room, the inside is the operating room, separated by four screens, and there is not even the most basic disinfection room and changing room.

"Come here and register!" a woman's voice shouted coldly at a man in front of Zheng Qian.

The man in front of Zheng Qian hurriedly ran over, "My knees are old rheumatism, and I have been ...... recently."

Without waiting for the man to finish speaking, the woman suddenly tore off a piece of paper, stuffed it into the man, and then said, "Go and pay the money first, 30,000!"

The man was stunned, and the woman glared impatiently, "Don't see the doctor, don't see the roll, there are still a bunch of people waiting outside!"

The man was stunned, hurriedly went to pay the money, and then ran to lie on the operating table blocked by the four screens inside.

Zheng Qian squinted his eyes, a young man, without saying a word, didn't even ask the patient where he was uncomfortable, he directly pressed on the patient's body, and after more than ten seconds, the young man said, "Okay, next!"

Zheng Qian was stunned for a moment, how is this cured? Can rheumatism be treated like this?

30,000 yuan to buy this for more than ten seconds of presses?

Not only Zheng Qian was stunned, but the man was also stunned, "Doctor, this ...... Will my rheumatism get better?"

The young man didn't raise his head and said, "The beauty you think, how difficult it is to treat rheumatism, your situation will come for at least ten more courses!"

Zheng Qian secretly calculated, ten more courses, one course of 30,000, a total of 300,000, the key is to spend these 300,000, can this rheumatism really be cured?

"Hey, don't you look at it, if you don't look at it, get out of here!" At this time, the woman yelled impatiently.

Zheng Qian hurried over, "Frozen shoulder!"

He knew that the woman wouldn't listen much, but luckily he didn't say much.

"Twenty thousand!" the woman said lightly, "Go and pay the money!"

After speaking, the woman picked up the list in front of her, wrote a few strokes, and then threw it to Zheng Qian.

Zheng Gan's brows furrowed, "What you wrote on this list is obviously the lyrics, you guys are too irresponsible to see a doctor, right?"

The woman was also stunned, she didn't expect Zheng Qian to recognize the flower characters she wrote, she also wrote casually, she really couldn't think of it, so it was better to use the lyrics to make up the number of words, than blank.

"Are you here to see a doctor?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two men walked in at the door, blocking Zheng Qian at once, "Boy, did you come here on purpose to find fault?"

Now that he has arrived here, there is no need for Zheng Qian to pretend anymore.

He stared at the young man on the other side of the operating room, "Are you really the heir of Mu Lao?

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

The two men were immediately furious, picked up their big fists and smashed towards Zheng Gan.

Now Zheng Qian has completely understood that this group of people is completely cheating money in the name of Mu Lao, as for why the hospital doesn't care, even if it is with his toes, it can be calculated, it is greasy.

At the moment when the man's fist was about to fall, Zheng Qian grabbed the man's hand violently, and then a beautiful over-the-shoulder fell and smashed the man to the ground.

"Bang"!

A low collision sound came, and Zheng Qian stepped on the man's body, twisted it hard, and directly removed his arm.

The second man was still knocked to the ground by Zheng Gan cleanly, and several people in the small clinic were angry all of a sudden, and they rushed up on the bench, but these people were all beaten by Zheng Gan before they were shocked.

"Tell me, who are you, why do you want to cheat money in the name of Mu Lao?" Zheng Qian asked in a cold voice.

The young man bared his teeth and grinned, "Boy, you let go of me, believe it or not, I will let you not see the sun tomorrow?"

"It's you who can't see the sun tomorrow, and you're so cheated on the hard-earned money of those patients, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Zheng Qian grabbed the young man's head, slammed it on the wall, and suddenly touched a big bag, the young man grinned in pain for a while, tears and snot flowed out together, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"Say it or not!"

A trace of fierceness flashed in the depths of Zheng Qian's eyes, and he shouted loudly.