The old man was generous and even gave him a small turtle carved from jade, still green.

Well......

Fan Jianqiang felt that the old man had bad intentions at first, but later learned that this turtle was a symbol of longevity in the Celestial Empire and had no other special meaning. As for why it's green, it's because jadeite is green.

Just a small tortoise, made one-to-one, almost the size of a rice bowl, according to the market price, about 5,000 taels of silver. What a big deal!

According to expectations, Fan Jianqiang's tofu workshop only earns 10,000 to 30,000 taels of silver a year.

He accepted the little turtle and sent away the father and son of the Fang family, Fan Jianqiang wondered if he would take the initiative to provoke trouble and start the reputation of the medical hall first.

When opening a hospital, the first thing is medical skills, followed by reputation!

Without a reputation, where can he go to find those doctors who are really capable to settle in? Where to bring a large number of local tyrants to see a doctor here?

Since his family knows his own affairs, Fan Jianqiang still has a bit of ABCD in his heart, and he needs a doctor to diagnose some incurable diseases, and then he can go to the hospital to exchange the corresponding medicines according to the diagnosis plan.

This is the foundation of the continuous development and growth of the medical center.

As for letting him learn medical skills, Fan Jianqiang felt that he had time, and it was okay when he was bored, and he would forget it at other times.

Relive a life, Brother Qiang is here to enjoy life, by the way, if he can do his meager efforts to change the lives of the people of the Celestial Empire, as well as the future development trend, it is actually very good.

His medical hall has only opened on the first day, and with Yang Yi covering his face, he doesn't want to trouble him at this time, and those medical centers that really have strength and background are disdainful of him at all.

Joke, how much can a young man be capable of? Even if you are born smart and memorize medical books backwards, the fact of being young cannot be changed, which means that there are fewer cases of contact and less experience, and the common people are not trusted!

Fan Jianqiang is worried, people don't look for trouble, and he actually doesn't dare to look for trouble.

His advantage lies in the advanced nature of the medicine and the forward-looking vision, and in terms of medical skills, he is far behind.

"Lao Tian, you look after the family, if someone comes to see the doctor, the general illness will make him go to other places, let's just see others here can't cure the disease." Fan Jianqiang confessed, and left the hospital without saying anything.

Brother Qiang is not short of money to spend now, even if he doesn't go through the medical center, he can still get money through other channels.

It's rare to cross once, it's too boring to stay in the hospital every day, take this opportunity to walk more, see more, and enjoy life is the truth.

There are no vendors on the street who sell "sugar gourds".

At this time, it is summer, the sugar gourd will melt, and the weather is hot, and this thing is also easy to spoil.

Fan Jianqiang can't help but want to complain about those TV series, no matter what season they are playing, there are all over the street selling sugar gourds, which is simply an insult to the audience's IQ!

Fan Jianqiang was shopping alone, and then he was panicked by a burst of bright light, it turned out that the great monk he saw outside the Daoguo Temple that day was passing by!

"I ......"

This is unlucky, I definitely didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, and I actually met this old guy.

Sure enough, the great monk Xuande also saw him, and he quickly walked towards Fan Jianqiang.

Fan Jianqiang saw that it was not good, so he was about to run away.

"Amitabha, please go slowly, the poor monk Guan donor has a relationship with my Buddha."

It's this sentence again, Fan Jianqiang knows that this is the sentence, the ghost has a fate with the Buddha, even if there is a fate, it is also with the fairy sister, who has a fate with you bald heads?

Fan Jianqiang pretended not to hear, or was not the person concerned, and strode into the distance.

Who knew that this old monk was very skilled, and he didn't see any preparations for him, and a few jumps blocked in front of Fan Jianqiang, with a false smile on his face.

Fan Jianqiang's face turned dark, and he asked unhappily, "Master, what does this mean?" ”

"Amitabha, don't be angry, the poor monk has no other meaning, the donor's words outside the temple that day benefited the poor monk a lot. As the benefactor said, as long as there is a Buddha in the heart, everything in the world can be a Buddha! The poor monk pondered for many days, and felt more and more that what the donor said made sense, and the donor was the great wisdom and the real Buddha.

Today's poor monk is here to thank the donor, this time back, the poor monk plans to retreat and contemplate, why the world's belief in the Buddha is getting lower and lower, in fact, we should also find the reason from my Buddha himself. Amitabha, donor, we will have a date later. Xuande is also simple, this time it seems that he really came to thank Fan Jianqiang.

But why do you say "there will be a period later"?

"I don't want to have a date with you in the future!" Fan Jianqiang looked up at the sky, he had been in the Celestial Empire for so many days, why didn't he see a single Taoist priest?

Doesn't it mean that the ancient Laozi doctrine was very popular? Although Confucianism is now powerful, it is not an absolute dominance that cannot be shaken.

Xuande left, and Fan Jianqiang breathed a sigh of relief.

After wandering on the street for a while, Fan Jianqiang planned to go to the tofu workshop to have a look, it will be officially sold tomorrow, and he wanted to see how he was prepared.

"Come on, someone's fainted!" With an exclamation, the crowd in front of him was suddenly blocked!

Fan Jianqiang: "......"

The nature of the people of this Great Heavenly Dynasty to see the excitement is really deep-rooted, and the people who eat melons are not afraid of big things, and directly open the onlooker mode.

Thinking about it, Fan Jianqiang also pushed through the crowd and squeezed to the front.

"Who is this, what is squeezing?"

"That's it, what to squeeze, if you squeeze the old lady later, see if the old lady doesn't blow up your little brother."

As soon as these words fell, the surroundings of the strong-looking female rakshasa were suddenly emptied.

Damn, I didn't pay attention just now, I thought it was a stout man, but I realized that it was a woman!

This body can run a horse when you look at it.

Fan Jianqiang estimated that Yang Dasha might not be her opponent.

"Get out of the way, I'll see!" A young man dressed in white and dressed as a scholar separated the crowd and walked to the man who fell to the ground.

He stretched out his hand to probe the patient's breathing, then checked his pulse, frowned, and said: "This person is suffering from dehydration, this symptom is caused by the hot weather, you need to lift the person to a cool and ventilated place, and drink some cool medicine to remove the fire." ”

Fan Jianqiang saw it clearly, the condition of the person who fell to the ground was the same as Liang Xiaoyue at the beginning, this is heat stroke!

To his surprise, the young man's diagnosis was so fast and accurate!

The best way to treat heat stroke is indeed as he said, let the patient lie in a cool and ventilated place, and then drink some cool medicine to remove the fire can be cured.

Even Fan Jianqiang has to say that he admires!

There were a few warm-hearted people in the crowd, and they carried the patient under a pergola, and then the young man arched his hand and said, "Are there any friends who are his family members, or friends, and are there any people who know him?" ”