"Use the best medicine," Sun Zhengrong said.
"Sure," Sun Zhengrong said.
The hospital's leaders, who were not on duty, came over. Sun Zhengrong chatted with them for a while and left.
On the way back, he looked outside quietly and did not speak for a long time.
"Add two more people around Yunsheng," Sun Zhengrong said.
"OK," Sun Zhengrong said.
"Master, you can let the young master go out to take shelter," Sun Zhengrong said.
"Where to? The mountain village?"
Sun Zhengrong asked. "Yes," Hao said. "With Dr. Wang there, it will be safer."
"That's fine, but I'll have to trouble him again," Sun Zhengrong said.
In fact, deep in his heart, he did not want his son to take refuge there. Not to mention other places, in Dao, Sun Zhengrong was afraid of no one. Now he had to let his family go out to take refuge. If this matter was spread out, he was afraid that he would be laughed at. However, with the last terrible experience, and at this point, his face was nothing. He did not care about being laughed at. As long as his family was fine, it was fine.
Early in the morning, the sun was shining. In May, the weather was a little hot in the morning.
In the past few days, there had been an endless stream of people coming to see the doctor.
Gradually, Wang Yao's reputation began to spread.
There were even some people from other cities who specially came to see him for treatment.
Headache, leg pain, cerebral thrombosis, these were the treatment categories that everyone thought he was best at. Most of the patients came for this.
Wang Yao had accumulated a lot of first-hand information through the diagnosis and treatment during this period of time, and he carefully sorted them out and recorded them.
In the morning, there were still two patients who came to see the doctor.
Cervical vertebra pain.
Leg pain.
Both of them were caused by work. The diseases caused by years of accumulation caused by work.
Acupuncture.
Massage.
Medicine was prescribed.
For this kind of disease, Wang Yao determined a set of prescriptions, mainly to promote blood circulation and relieve pain.
Monarch, ministers, assistant envoys, there were only a few main elements.
"Oh, Dr. Wang, you really deserve your reputation," Sun Zhengrong said.
"You flatter me. Take care," Sun Zhengrong said.
The treatment effect of the two patients was basically immediate.
In the morning, another person came.
"Mr. Sun."
"Hello, Sir."
"What can I do for you?"
"Oh, I plan to stay in the mountain village for a while. Sorry to disturb you," Sun Yunsheng said.
"It's fine," Wang Yao said.
What kind of disturbance could there be?
"Well, this …"
Sun Yunsheng hesitated for a moment and decided to tell Wang Yao about the possible trouble. Last night, he had experienced a terrible threat. Six men were knocked down in an instant without any resistance. They were all retired elites in the army. Before the enemy showed up, they had all been knocked down, which made him realize how terrible the enemy was. Last night, his father told him to take refuge here. It was safer to do so, but it was likely to bring danger to the mountain village, which was something Wang Yao didn't want to see.
He briefly explained the situation to Wang Yao.
"Sir, if you don't want to stay, I'll leave immediately."
Since he had already said so much, Wang Yao naturally couldn't go too far with his words.
"Since you're here, stay here."
"Sorry to trouble you," Sun Yunsheng said.
This Young Master Sun came again, and some people in the village became active. The sales of the residential area in the county town were unusually hot. It was a golden location, and it was a project undertaken by a large company. Due to special considerations in certain aspects, the control of materials and treatment during the construction process was very strict. Moreover, the design of the house was also presided over by a famous designer in the company. Naturally, these things were more or less spread out, which led to a situation where there was a scramble when the real estate was opened. In addition, a considerable part of the real estate was used to replace the houses of the villagers in the village, so it was quickly sold out.
However, the people in the village were very clear that there was a whole building that had not been sold. It was said that it was reserved for Wang Yao. It was not said that it was for him alone. Who didn't have relatives and friends?
"Oh, if I tell Wang Yao to buy one more at a lower price, he can make more than 100,000 yuan after buying and selling." Many people with active minds thought of this.
In this small county town, who could earn more than 100,000 yuan a year just by relying on farming and a fixed salary? It would be considered good if they could earn 40,000 to 50,000 yuan.
With such a big profit trend, many people began to think about asking Wang Yao for help.
That night, someone came to Wang Yao's house.
"Look, uncle, what are you doing here?" Zhang Xiuying asked.
This person was also a peer in the village. Usually, they would meet and greet each other. He almost never came to the house as a guest. They didn't know why he suddenly came to the house.
There must be something.
Both father and son knew.
"Is Yao not at home?"
"Yes, he's in the house."
Zhang Xiuying called Wang Yao out.
"Are you looking for Yao to see a doctor?"
"No, there's something else."
"Uncle."
After Wang Yao came out, the man smiled and talked about something.
He wanted to buy another house!
This was the core sentence. He came here because he knew that Wang Yao had a good relationship with Mr. Sun. He hoped that he could say something to see if it could be cheaper.
"Well, I'll find time to ask," Wang Yao said.
"Oh, okay, thank you, Yao."
This person was still there. Another person came.
The purpose of this trip was achieved. The first guest left. The second person came with the same purpose.
"Okay, I got it."
He sent the guest away.
That night, a total of three people came. These people basically didn't come to the house on normal days.
"They are all in a hurry to buy a house. Don't they already have one?" Zhang Xiuying didn't think of the knack for a moment. Wang Yao was very clear about their purpose.
"Mom, they probably want to make money by speculating in real estate."
"Make money? How do they make money?"
"To make money from the price difference," Wang Yao said. "I've seen the house in that area. It's close to shopping malls and schools. According to the current price, it's very normal for it to be about 4,500 to 5,600 yuan. If one square meter can be cheaper by 400 to 500 yuan, how much money can they make from a 100-square-meter house? They are thinking of asking me. I'm afraid they can make 1,000 yuan per square meter. Such a house can make a lot of money as long as they sell it!"
"Hiss, these people are really quick-witted!" Zhang Xiuying exclaimed.
"Are you going to help them?"
"Of course, I have to deliver the message. After all, they are from the same village. But it's hard to say how much they can make," Wang Yao said.
This matter was definitely not limited to these three people.
The next day, Wang Yao deliberately found Sun Yunsheng and told him about the matter.
"No problem, we owe this village. If they want to buy a house, I can sell it at cost price," Sun Yunsheng said happily.
"They are most likely buying houses to speculate in real estate."
"I can understand that they want to speculate in real estate," Sun Yunsheng said. "In this way, as long as they have enough money to buy a house, I can reduce the price by 1,000 yuan per square meter on the basis of the current selling price. The third house's original price is limited to one time per household."
"Well, I have no problem with that," Wang Yao said.
"Is there anything else, Sir?"
"No, thank you."
"You are welcome. This is what I should do," Sun Yunsheng hurriedly said.
"Sir, do you have time at noon?"
"Yes."
"Zheng Shixiong came to see me today. I have long wanted to treat you to a meal to express my gratitude, but I haven't had a chance. I'll treat you to a meal at home at noon."
"Yes."
At noon, Wang Yao told his family and went to Sun Yunsheng's house.
"Welcome, Dr. Wang."
"Sir, please."
"You look good." Wang Yao smiled at Zheng Weijun, who was sitting in a wheelchair.
"Yes, I feel my body is getting better these days."
The meal was a combination of north and south. There were classic Huaiyang dishes and Shandong dishes.
Where did such a chef come from? Wang Yao was quite curious.
"Sir, do you like it?"
"It's delicious."
His cooking skills were probably not inferior to those of the head chefs in five-star hotels.
The taste of the food was indeed good. Wang Yao did not drink wine. He just drank some fresh fruit juice. …
In a house in Dao …
"Dao is now in a state of panic," Zheng Weijun said. "I think you should stay away from the limelight."
"I won't implicate you." The man was in black with a hood covering his head.
"That's not what I meant."
"I will stay here for at most another 20 days," the man said. "Whether it is successful or not, I will leave."
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