Tang Yanling's clinic's credibility plummeted, and there were many fewer patients who went to the clinic for treatment.

On the other hand, the number of patients who came to seek treatment on Li Maoyang's side suddenly skyrocketed again, and the patients and their accompanying family members around the clinic were overwhelmed!

This made Ge Gen admire Li Maoyang so much.

But he never saw a little excited expression on Li Maoyang's face, and he was surprised to see Li Maoyang tear off the big poster posted on the wall!

"Doctor Li, why are you tearing this, this is all written as a real thing!"

Ge Gen said to Li Maoyang puzzled.

Li Maoyang saw that he did not speak, and did not explain anything to the other patients who came up to look at the poster and their accompanying family members.

After tearing up the poster, he returned to the consultation room in silence to continue to see patients.

On this day, Li Maoyang's number of patients was still 18.

After the end of the consultation at half past four, he continued to sit and tidy up the doctor as usual.

The expression on his face was still not excited, only peace and concentration.

At five o'clock, he received a call from Qiao Chunwang: "Maoyang, I heard that there was a medical trouble over there in Tang Yanling, and there are not many patients left......

Li Maoyang said calmly: "Uncle, I know. As long as he doesn't make trouble anymore. ”

Qiao Chunwang said "That's good" and hung up the phone.

Soon after, Li Maoyang's mobile phone rang again, it was Tang Yanling's phone, and Li Maoyang did not answer.

He didn't want to hear what the bad old man had to say, and he wouldn't think anything good would come to him.

In case he was talking to him, the bad old man was overly excited and had a stroke, and he was also falsely accused.

As long as that bad old man doesn't make trouble anymore, he doesn't bother to mess with him anymore.

The quality of character and the level of medical skills are judged by many patients and patients' families.

And he, Li Maoyang, knows his own affairs, if he talks about real medical skills, he Li Maoyang is really not as good as Tang Yanling, the bad old man.

Therefore, he, Li Maoyang, actually just looked down on Tang Yanling, in order to make money to treat so many patients a day, and the gourd doctor prescribed gourd medicine to treat people.

He just looked down on that bad old man, who blatantly lied in order to make money, saying that he won him in a bet Li Maoyang.

As for the bad old man saying that his Li Maoyang's medical skills were far inferior to him Tang Yanling, he really didn't have the slightest anger.

Because that's probably the case.

The medical results posted on his big posters are both real and fake.

Because of those medical achievements, 98.99% of them are attributed to the system, and his Li Maoyang's results are only a little more than 1%.

So, when such a big poster was posted, he himself blushed when he looked at it......

It is better to keep your head down and be down-to-earth in learning and striving for little progress in the reception.

Every bit of progress can bring him a great sense of fulfillment.

As for showing off and pretending, when necessary, it's good to do it occasionally, and you can't eat it every day.

It was close to half past seven o'clock, and Li Maoyang finished sorting out the day's medical eucalyptus, during which he naturally played some cat-and-mouse problem attack and defense games with Ge Gen.

The pattern is more or less the same as before.

Kudzu is in the position of a consulter almost every time.

Li Maoyang will answer him if he knows what he says, and if he doesn't know, he encourages him to study it himself, and then he extracts rich nutrients from the answer that Kudzu has studied.

As for Li Maoyang himself, he won't ask Ge Gen for advice if he has questions.

He has Baidu, all kinds of books, the second grandfather, Chang Hengshan and Qiao Chunwang to ask for advice, and he can even call Wen Xiaojun, Li Canyang, and Qiao Guoguo to discuss.

But he just wouldn't ask Kudzu for advice.

In front of Ge Gen, his only employee at the moment, Li Maoyang felt that it was necessary for him to maintain the mystery and dignity of a boss.

At half past seven, Gegen rode home on his motorcycle.

Li Maoyang looked at his back with some curiosity.

This guy Ge Gen has said several times that he wants to see how he Li Maoyang does hypnotherapy for people, but this guy will never delay until half past seven and not go home!

It's certainly not because of his first-grader kid.

Li Maoyang knew that Ge Gen's seven-year-old son had his parents to greet him, and his parents basically picked up and dropped off the children for him every day when he went to and from school.

What's that for?

And that little bit of joy with his wife?

Not really.

This kudzu and his wife must have passed the shelf life of that glue-like paint long ago.

What's that for?

Li Maoyang looked at Ge Gen's back and fell into deep thought.

It's not that he is enthusiastic about gossiping about other people's privacy, it's just that Ge Gen is his only employee at present, and Li Maoyang still doesn't want him to have any family problems.

"Who tore off our big poster?"

Li Maoyang was looking at the back of Ge Gen riding away on a motorcycle and pondering, and Alia came to ask him in a hurry.

Alia didn't come to the clinic in the afternoon and went to cupping for Battle.

The old man had a cold, Li Maoyang went to diagnose it at noon, and wanted to dispense medicine, but the old man didn't eat it, saying that he wanted to cup, and Alia stayed at her sister's house in the afternoon to cupping for her.

"I tore it off." Li Maoyang shook his hand and said.

"Why tear it up with such a good big poster?"

Alia asked, distressed and puzzled.

"No, it's easy to get lost. I don't want to be a person who loses himself. ”

Li Maoyang said with a philosophical expression.

Alia frowned distressedly and said nothing.

The two turned into the courtyard of the clinic, and Li Maoyang saw Alia's car parked in the courtyard, and said with a smile: "Do you want to drive when you go to the toilet these days?" ”

"Nothing." Alia rolled her eyes, "Are people practicing cars, this country road is the most suitable for car practice, besides, put it at home for Battle to see, that guy will drive my car out blindly again!" ”

"Haha." Li Maoyang smiled, "What's wrong with the old man?" ”

"Much better. Why don't you go and see it again? ”

Alia looked at Li Maoyang and said.

"Okay."

Li Maoyang nodded.

He actually didn't want to go to Battle's house, and now he was somehow reluctant to face Kikige.

Kikiga's bright-eyed old image was inquiring into his mind, asking where he and her sister Alia had come.

This made Li Maoyang feel inexplicably guilty.

Actually, he didn't do anything, huh?

He Li Maoyang has always been upright?

Didn't everything make it clear at the beginning?

Alia had come to study medicine with him.

But......

He, Li Maoyang, can't seem to say some tough words now......

Hey, it's the old favorite sentence of his grandfather when he was alive that best expresses his complicated feelings now-

Iniquity......

"Get in the car!"

Alia got into her car and said to Li Maoyang.

"No, I'm on a motorcycle."

Li Maoyang waved his hand, started the motorcycle and galloped out first.

On the way, he met Qiao Langlang and Yang Qing, who were walking towards the clinic.

Today, Qiao Langlang was having dinner at Yang Qing's house.

Encountering these two people made Li Maoyang even more headache.

The task assigned to him by Qiao Chunwang to "save" Qiao Langlang is too difficult to complete.

Now Qiao Langlang refused to hypnosis him at all, so how could he complete the task assigned to him by Qiao Chunwang?

You can't take the first step!

"Hey, Master, where are you going?"

Yang Qing saw Li Maoyang and asked him.

"I'll go to Battle's house and see my mother." Li Maoyang stopped his motorcycle and stood on the ground supporting the motorcycle, "Yang Qing, you can do the hypnotic pre-hypnosis of that patient tomorrow night." ”

"Okay." Yang Qing promised to urge Qiao Langlang, "Hurry up!" ”

Li Maoyang glanced at Qiao Langlang, this guy had a stalk in his neck, with a posture of "you don't care about me".

Evil, Li Maoyang sighed in his heart.

Now he can't help but learn this mantra of his grandfather.

No, it's a meditation of the heart.

At a young age, his heart is now full of demonic obstacles.