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Chapter 970

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"Don't you get it? You just used your medical skills to defeat Park Changmin on Mt. One Finger, and you went south to treat a blind woman who was paralyzed. These two matters were on the news. People were doubtful of your medical skills in the beginning, but now that it's confirmed, all of them are coming! Look at the mountain. They are either seeking medical treatment for themselves or for their loved ones. All of them refuse to leave after coming, "Tan Juguo said helplessly.

Fangzheng was taken aback when he heard that. He never expected it to be because of his medical skills.

Tan Juguo continued. "Medical skills are different from your carving skills. No matter how good your carving skills are, it's just a toy. However, medical skills are related to life. Since ancient times, who would wish to die if they could live? Furthermore, you haven't been home for so many days, and there are so many people coming every day. As time goes on, this is how it is. "

Fangzheng leaned against the window and looked in the direction of Mt. One Finger. From this angle, he couldn't see the mountain path, so all he could see was Mt. One Finger's overall appearance.

"Hehe, I'm talking to you. Say something!" Tan Juguo said impatiently when he saw Fangzheng remain silent.

Fangzheng said, "What's there to say? Seeking medical treatment to survive is a biological instinct. It would be odd if they didn't come. "

"Hehe, cut the bullshit. The problem now isn't that. It's whether you are going to treat these people's illnesses!" Tan Juguo said.

Fangzheng said, "Patron Tan, you are wrong. This isn't a question of treating them."

"Then what is it?" Tan Juguo was puzzled as he asked.

Fangzheng grinned. "It's a question of how much to charge!"

Tan Juguo was instantly taken aback as he subconsciously asked, "There's still a charge?"

Fangzheng wasn't surprised when he saw this. He sat cross-legged on the stove bed and ate a baked bean bun. "Tripitaka needed money when he went to the Western Paradise to seek for the Buddhist scriptures. Why can't This Penniless Monk charge money for treating people? Besides, This Penniless Monk doesn't believe that these people are terminally ill and have no money to treat them. "

Tan Juguo frowned. "Now that you mention it, I do recall something. Many of these people came in luxurious cars, so they definitely don't lack money. But here comes the problem. There are definitely people who are seriously ill and don't have the money to treat them. "

Fangzheng smiled. "Then let's do it."

"Aren't you charging for it?" Tan Juguo was confused.

Fangzheng laughed out loud. "This Penniless Monk obviously charges a fee, and it's very expensive! Very expensive! But who said that This Penniless Monk is going to do it himself? "

Tan Juguo was stunned. "Not going to do it yourself? This … "

Fangzheng said, "If you want This Penniless Monk to do it himself, the incense offerings won't be enough. Merit will have to be used to make up for it. In other words, good people could be treated by This Penniless Monk. Ordinary people who paid would be treated too, but evil people would not be treated no matter how much money was offered! This was the principle of two cures and one does not. As for how to differentiate between good and bad, and how much to charge, This Penniless Monk has his own judgment. "

"I can understand how much you charge, but how do you differentiate between good and bad?" Tan Juguo asked subconsciously.

Fangzheng chuckled and stuffed the bean bun in his hand into his mouth. He said vaguely, "Of course it depends on my mood!"

Tan Juguo: "…"

Of course, Fangzheng couldn't say that he had used his Wisdom Eye to tell the difference, so he might as well lie.

"In that case, a large number of people will definitely be filtered out. But even so, there will probably be quite a number of people seeking treatment every day. Will you be able to handle it? "Tan Juguo still felt his heart ache for Fangzheng.

Fangzheng shook his head. "This Penniless Monk said that it depends on his mood. As for the usual treatment, This Penniless Monk doesn't have the time. "

"If you don't treat them, who will?" asked Tan Juguo.

Fangzheng said, "You will know when the time comes. Patron Tan, I'll have to trouble you to make a notice. Tell the people on the mountain that no matter who they are or what illness they have, they will not be treated. If they really want to be treated, wake up early tomorrow! At eight in the morning, This Penniless Monk will punctually select the patients and treat them. "

Upon hearing Fangzheng's words, Tan Juguo still did as he was told despite being puzzled. Soon, the news spread. When everyone heard that Fangzheng had returned and had set up the rule of two cures and one does not, they were puzzled when they saw it.

How was one to differentiate between good and bad characters?

Soon, the news was posted on the Internet. Instantly, Mt. One Finger's One Finger Monastery's Master Frivolous, Fangzheng, became a trending topic on Weibo once again.

"I can understand charging. After all, treatment requires medicine. Besides, there's only one person in One Finger Monastery. How many people can he treat even if he works himself to death? He needs to live too. But how is he to differentiate between good and bad? "

"Regardless, there has to be a way to differentiate. It's impossible for him to differentiate good and bad based on money, right?"

"Hehe, Master Frivolous has always done things in an unconventional manner. If he really did that, it wouldn't be strange. "

"Aren't monks supposed to save the world? Why is he charging money? Isn't that a little too much? "

"Previous poster, haven't you heard that the Dharma isn't imparted easily? Besides, he's only taking money from rich people. I think he's already being very generous. "

"That's right. Don't just think of taking advantage of him. It's not like he has any obligation to treat everyone, alright?"



There were all sorts of discussions on the Internet, but most of them were just idle chatter. After experiencing a few major twists and turns, the people who often paid attention to Fangzheng had learned their lesson. They would not make any final conclusions until the very end. They would discuss the matter as it stood and not spout nonsense. Of course, jokes were an exception.

Tan Juguo busied himself while Fangzheng sat in his room. After confirming that there was no one around, he asked the System, "System Bro, the mission has been completed. Where's the reward?"

"Ding! The reward has been calculated. I have reaped a bountiful harvest from my trip south. I helped Fang Ke's family and He Qing's family, persuaded a prodigal to repent, and punished nine evildoers. I influenced more people on the Internet to think about life and not to casually attack others with words. Overall evaluation: Perfect.

Total merit rewarded: 10,000 points!

Total Lottery Draw Chance: One! "

Fangzheng immediately beamed when he heard that. He had only earned about 20,000 merit points a year ago, but he had received 10,000 merit points on this trip south! This wasn't a mission, but a merit bucket. He had reaped a huge harvest in one go! Awesome!

Fangzheng thought in delight as he asked, "What's up with this draw? I did so many good deeds, but I only get one chance at the draw? "

"If you have enough merit, the draw chances will stack and automatically enhance the item you draw. This time, you will draw the best item you can currently draw, "said the System mysteriously.

Fangzheng was instantly tempted. The best item? Up to this point, the System's products had never been bad! And the best one? What kind of thing would that be?

Just as he thought about it, Fangzheng suddenly thought of a figure. He decisively shook his head and said, "That fellow is an exception! The rest are good! "

Meanwhile, at the bottom of the Heavenly Dragon Pond on Mt. One Finger, Salted Fish suddenly sneezed and mumbled. "Which bastard is scolding me?"

Suppressing his excitement, Fangzheng didn't hesitate to shout. "Don't say a word. Draw! Draw!"

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