It was a middle-aged man with a gentle and weathered face! He had a beard, but it was like a finishing touch that accentuated the man's masculinity! Even a man had to admit that this fellow was freaking handsome!
"Although he's handsome, the effect of a beauty is discounted. What's the point of finding a man?" Black Mountain City's director was still puzzled.
Songwu County's Director Zhao didn't say a word as he watched calmly.
The handsome middle-aged doctor nodded slightly to everyone, and then walked gracefully to the table. Another doctor stepped aside, and he slowly sat down. He lit a cigarette and blew out a mouthful of smoke, which turned into a smoke ring in the air and drifted with the wind.
Almost at the same time, a beautiful figure appeared in front of the middle-aged man and asked, "Doctor, can you treat me? My throat hurts … "
Just a few words were enough for the beauty's face to turn red. When the middle-aged doctor swept his gaze over, the beauty immediately lowered her head and blushed!
"Wow! He's so handsome! "
"He's so stylish!"
"I like this uncle! He's so handsome! "
"No, I want to see him!"
"Me too!"
"Didn't you already see him?"
"Can't I see him again? Who knows if that expert is reliable! "
"Hubby, let's go there!"
"Uh, we can have an internationally famous doctor here."
"Why are you spouting nonsense? I'll cut you up if you spout any more nonsense! I'll go there if I say so! "
…
As he listened to these people's conversations, he saw a group of people running towards Songwu County's hospital and forming a long line.
The other directors were collectively dumbfounded. Their eyes seemed to say: "Holy sh * t! You can do that? "
Jiang Ting was also stunned. Then, she said to Director Zhao in admiration, "Director, you're awesome!"
Director Zhao laughed out loud. "That's because I know patients better than them. I also know that women are the biggest market. Haha!"
The others were instantly rendered speechless. However, it had to be said that women could really dominate the market …
It was bustling at the foot of the mountain, but someone was about to go crazy. It was none other than Squirrel! Although he was extremely agile and could run like the wind, as more and more people came, the various hospitals also had more tricks up their sleeves. Soon, he couldn't keep up with the pace.
Helpless, Squirrel could only give up on the method of giving one free card for each treatment.
When Wang Yougui saw this, he quickly ran to find a lot of scoreboards that were used in basketball games. He hung them on the roof, and each of them had a piece of white paper with the names of major hospitals or individual investors written on it. This was the scoreboard.
Therefore, Squirrel didn't need to run. All he needed to do was flip the sign when needed. It was clear and eye-catching. Everyone could see the results when they looked up. Although they were curious as to how Squirrel knew who was cured and who wasn't, no one had the time to think about it.
After all, the miracles of One Finger Monastery had gradually spread. Although many people only treated it as a story for entertainment, some things were imperceptible. The more they heard, the stronger their ability to accept it.
However, even if it was just a scoreboard, Squirrel was going crazy from exhaustion.
At that moment, Songwu County's government sent over a large display screen. There was also a pre-prepared point display and recording system. All he had to do was quickly record all the participants and transfer the information over. However, here came the problem. Squirrel was already very impressive at flipping the signs. To get him to use a computer?
Fangzheng guessed that Squirrel would be captured and dissected for research the very next moment.
Therefore, Fangzheng decisively got Red Boy to take Squirrel's place. Squirrel returned to rest. The moment Squirrel returned, he sprawled on the ground in exhaustion, motionless.
The first day passed just like that. On this day, many people earned more than two hundred points, while others earned a few points. Some were happy, while others were sad. The myriad of emotions in life were vividly displayed at the foot of the mountain.
And it wasn't peaceful on the mountain either. The patients who were treated typically didn't leave. Instead, they stayed behind to watch the bustle. After watching the bustle for a while, they wanted to head up the mountain to take a look. When they reached the mountaintop, they recalled that the free consultation was initiated by One Finger Monastery. Therefore, the rich bought incense, while the poor offered a stick of incense. They left behind two or three yuan as incense money to indicate that the incense was theirs.
Hence, the incense offerings on the mountaintop became more and more exuberant. Fangzheng became more and more dissatisfied with his incense cauldron. It wasn't big enough!
But overall, Fangzheng felt extremely satisfied when he saw the incense offerings surging into the sky! Although he didn't wish to be a monk, he was one now! There was no monk who didn't wish for their monastery to be filled with incense offerings.
However, what made Fangzheng truly happy was …
"Congratulations, a person has been healed because of your activities. You have received + 0.5 merit points."
"Congratulations, a person has been healed because of your activities. You have received + 0.5 merit points."
…
Upon hearing this, Fangzheng smiled extremely happily. His plan had finally come true! He had guessed right. As long as it was a good deed initiated by him, everyone who did it would be rewarded!
This way, the speed at which he earned merit would increase exponentially! He believed that it was only a matter of time before he earned 200,000 merit points!
After a day, Fangzheng's Merit Box earned more than ten thousand yuan. However, this amount of money was still a drop in the bucket compared to the twenty million he needed.
However, Fangzheng wasn't in a rush. He was only earning merit now. The money came later!
Indeed, the next day, a man came to the monastery. The moment he entered, he offered incense and prayed to Buddha before placing ten thousand yuan into the Merit Box. Then, he came in front of Fangzheng and said respectfully, "Abbot Fangzheng, I'm Song Xianhe. My father is seriously ill and has been sent to the foot of the mountain. Do you think you can take a look at my father?"
Fangzheng looked at the man in front of him. He was dressed in a suit with a down jacket over it. He had a gentle look, but his eyes were like a wolf's. As he looked around, there was a dangerous aura.
Fangzheng immediately activated his Wisdom Eye and saw black gases lingering around the man. There was almost no golden light! Upon seeing this scene, Fangzheng's smile gradually vanished. He said to Monkey, "Jingzhen, take out the money from the Merit Box."
Monkey was taken aback. Take it out? That wasn't right. In the past, wouldn't he secretly count the money after the monastery's doors were closed and there was no one around? Why was he suddenly so shameless today … Ahem, so open and aboveboard? Wasn't he afraid that it would affect his business?
Although Monkey was taken aback, he obediently did as he was told.
Song Xianhe froze when he heard that. Why didn't the monk mention anything about the treatment? Why did he get Monkey to take the money? Could it be that he thought that the incense money was too little?
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