Mo Lao couldn't persuade Wang Zhe anymore, Wang Zhe himself didn't admit that he lived with hatred at this time, but Mo Lao could see that he was a little cynical, and if he continued like this, he would not only destroy himself, but also hurt a lot of innocents: "What do you need me to do?" ”

"Far from my life."

Mo Lao nodded: "Boy, it's still the same sentence, look for me if you have something." ”

After Mo Lao left, he didn't go home directly, but stopped a taxi nearby and went straight to the airport, Mo Lao is really starting to worry about Wang Zhe now, if it goes on like this, no one knows what the consequences will be.

Wang Zhe is like a person who has no time*, maybe a certain thing can detonate this * in an instant, and the power of the explosion may be dozens of times greater than the power of Hiroshima* a few decades ago.

So Mo Lao must go up the mountain as soon as possible and ask the old immortal to go down the mountain to take charge, after all, this guy is the apprentice he taught, and whoever is a master will keep a hand, I believe that the old guy also left a lot of shadows, right?

Just after Mo Lao left, time passed quickly, and no 'acquaintances' came to disturb Wang Zhe again during this time, and neither Mo Yan nor Mo Lao came again.

And then the reputation of 'Tongguang Pharmacy' is also higher day by day, from Wang Zhe's 'hand to capture' after curing Wang Lan's father's stomach cancer, it can be said that it has spread ten or ten hundreds.

In fact, there is no need for Wang Lan to deliberately help 'Tongguang Pharmacy' advertise, just look at her face.

In Wang Lan's kind of business circle, many acquaintances suddenly found that Wang Lan's face has improved a lot in the past few days, and he is a lot happier, and occasionally jokes, and as soon as he asks curiously, Wang Lan praises the 'Tongguang Pharmacy', so one by one, in a short period of time, the reputation of the pharmacy has overshadowed many, many time-honored pharmacies.

Of course, there are many people who think it is expensive, but it is not easy to say, after all, people have real skills, millions buy a life, maybe in the eyes of the poor, they would rather die, but in the eyes of the rich, millions are a fart?

In the past ten days, the 'Tongguang Pharmacy' has already needed to queue up for registration, and from time to time there are people who come to make an appointment in advance, but Wang Zhe is now understaffed, and only Wang Zhe is left alone in Kyoto to collect money, and the rest of the people are all scattered.

The first is to paste the missing person notice, and the second is to search for talents, whether it is a gangster or a veteran, as long as he dares to fight and dare to die, Wang Zhe wants it.

Wang Zhezhen wrote three prescriptions, handed them to a fat man in his forties with gold wire glasses in front of him, then took the calculator next to him, and clicked a few times casually: "You are a family of three, a total of 69,000." ”

The fat man didn't ask much, just glanced at the numbers on the calculator, then put away the prescription, picked up the black briefcase next to him, took out seven stacks of banknotes from it, and handed them to the table: "Doctor Wang, you take it, and I still have a little tea." ”

Wang Zhe will not be polite, after putting the money in the drawer, waiting for the fat man to get up, Wang Zhe hooked his hand to the people queuing behind him: "Come on." ”

In fact, 'Tongguang Pharmacy' is not only famous for its medical skills, but also for three other points.

One: Dr. Wang is a miracle doctor, but he never laughs, his tone is very indifferent, and his service attitude is poor.

Two: Those who see a doctor must bring enough cash, and sometimes those who drive Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Porsche will come with sacks to send money.

Three: Dr. Wang only writes prescriptions, except for Wang Lan's time, he never helps people to catch medicines, these people all take prescriptions to 'Tong Ren Tang' to prescribe medicines.

But again, people have real skills, and these things are just small things for people who seek medical treatment, so so far, when everyone talks about 'Tongguang Pharmacy', they will more or less mention these three principles.

In fact, there is a reason why Wang Zhe only accepts cash, because he still had a lot of shares before, but after Yanzi left, Wang Zhe could no longer find the contract and ownership of those shares, and he lost billions of dollars, not to mention, but made Wang Zhe feel aggrieved for a long time.

If the money is still there, why does Wang Zhe bother to show up to help people treat diseases?

Take the fat man just now, one is to help him lose weight, mainly to lose his beer belly.

The second is his daughter-in-law, whose skin has been getting worse and worse recently, and she is simply a yellow-faced woman with ten thousand evils, and she frowns a lot.

Third, the child is smart and smart, but the reaction can't keep up with the train of thought, and there is some stammering, which I only found out recently.

So it cost 70,000 yuan just to see the doctor, which is really not too expensive.

The store is very lively, queuing, sending money, waiting for a long time to chat with each other, and from time to time there are sending pennants, these rich people are like this, Wang Zhe cured them of the disease, although it cost a sky-high price of medicine, but the condition is indeed better.

These people are also afraid that something will happen in the future, so they still send a pennant, which can be regarded as selling Wang Zhe, and they can still ask for something in the future.

But there are also people who are looking for trouble, like many* or people who think they are the boss of a certain community, looking at Wang Zhe's store is full of people coming and going every day, the cash is more than the bank's, and more or less will have some thoughts, after all, the phrase 'people die for money, birds die for food', is not bad at all.

"Who's in charge?" No, there is another group today, and this is the third wave in the past ten days.

At the head of the door was a strong young man in his thirties, wearing a black windbreaker and sunglasses in winter, and he looked like a little brother, followed by a dozen gangsters with all kinds of hair dyed on his head.

Wang Zhe's hand on the pulse pillow said to the person in front of him, "Wait." ”

Standing up, Wang Zhe didn't know where to find a black dagger, and walked towards a group of people, and the people in line moved a step to the left to make way for Wang Zhe.

The man at the head looked at Wang Zhe in the white coat and the dagger in his hand, he was slightly stunned at first, and then felt that something had invaded his heart, and his heart jumped, and he secretly said that he seemed to have found the wrong position today.

But without waiting for the man at the head to react, Wang Zhe seemed to be walking very slowly, but in fact, he had already reached the front of a group of people in two steps, without saying a word, without any eye contact, the knife fell in his hand, and the black dagger had pierced the man's thigh.

Well! Ahh

The man's reaction seemed to be a little sluggish, maybe he was stupid, Wang Zhe's momentum was unbearable now, and he snorted dullly, and then shouted in shock.

The little gangster behind him had never experienced such a thing, and his heart began to drum slightly.

Whew——

Wang Zhe pulled out a knife, put a fist on the man's chest, raised his right hand and pinched the man's Adam's apple, and said coldly: "Your life is big, get out." ”

With a flick of one hand, he forcibly threw the man out of the 'Tongguang Pharmacy' from the top of the crowd like garbage.

"Still not rolling?" Wang Zhe's cold eyes swept through a group of thugs.