Personal Doctor King

0Yu Jingzhe folded the clothes and put them away. Then, he took out a bank card and said lightly, "Accounting."    

    

The clothing store owner wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead and said while trembling, "No, no, no, no …" If you want money, take it as an apology to Teacher! "    

    

The boss of the clothing store didn't want Yu Jingzhe to tell the head office to open him up too. After all, he was relying on this store to support his family.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Yu Jingzhe frowned and then said with a displeased expression, "Do you think I'm the kind of person that doesn't spend money to buy things?"    

    

"No, no, no, I was wrong. I will settle the bill right away!"    

    

The clothing store owner was shocked. Trembling, he paid the bill and said, "Sir, your expenditure this time is a total of 13,278 yuan!"    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Yu Jingzhe frowned again and said coldly, "I only took a few pieces of clothes, how did I spend more than 10,000? Are you trying to trick me? "    

    

The boss of the clothing store was about to go crazy. He didn't want to pay the bill previously, but now he was going to pay the bill honestly.    

    

Besides, their store was full of designer clothes. It was completely reasonable for them to spend this kind of money.    

    

After thinking about it, the clothing store owner suddenly hit his head and said, "Sorry, sorry, I calculated wrong, I will recalculate it now!"    

    

Pow!    

    

However, the shop owner did not go through the calculations again. Instead, he typed out a "1" and said with a smile, "Sir, these clothes are a dollar in total. Do you want to swipe the card or cash?"    

    

Yu Jingzhe then smiled in satisfaction and said, "This price is reasonable."    

    

Then he took out a dollar coin from his pocket and handed it over to the boss before turning around and walking away.    

    

Seeing that Yu Jingzhe had finally left, the boss let out a sigh of relief.    

    

At this time, Yu Jingzhe walked to the door with a bunch of clothes. He suddenly turned around and shouted at the shop owner, "Boss, you're a good person, the price is fair. I'll come again in the future!"    

    

Pata!    

    

The clothing store owner's center of gravity was unstable as he fell to the ground. He was not sure if he should say it or not, but he regretted it so much that he wanted to give himself two tight slaps.    

    

Ding Mengting giggled at the side. She didn't expect Yu Jingzhe to be so good at it, especially when she saw how the clothing store owner looked like he was eating shit.    

    

Yu Jingzhe was the only one who could think of this way to buy so many famous clothes with 1 yuan.    

    

After that, the shopping mall was almost done. Therefore, Yu Jingzhe brought Ding Mengting and her family to dinner at a 5-star hotel.    

    

… ….    

    

Beijing, in a certain hospital.    

    

Qian Wanjin said nervously, "Godly Doctor Zhang, how is it?"    

    

Zhang Anguo said in a deep voice, "You said that you were forcefully fed a poison, but I didn't detect anything wrong with your body. Did you get it wrong?"    

    

Early this morning, Qian Wanjin hurriedly ran in the moment his infirmary opened, saying that he had been forcefully fed a poison, begging him to save his life. However, after careful inspection, Zhang Anguo found that there was nothing abnormal with Qian Wanjin's body, and it didn't seem like he had been fed poison.    

    

"How is that possible? I was really poisoned at that time! "    

    

Qian Wanjin pulled his hair and said with a face full of annoyance.    

    

When he ate the poison, he felt that there was indeed a reaction in his body. This meant that the brat was not lying to him. He had indeed fed him a mouthful of poison!    

    

At this moment, Qian Wanjin recalled what that kid said to him before, "This is a poison that I developed. I'm the only one who can cure it in this world!"    

    

Thinking about this, Qian Wanjin had a dejected look on his face.    

    

Zhang Anguo was a famous doctor in the National Hospital, his medical skills were excellent, and even he could not detect any abnormalities in his body, let alone the others. Zhang Anguo was a famous doctor in the National Hospital, and his medical skills were excellent, and even he could not detect any abnormalities in his body.    

    

Although Qian Wanjin was very unwilling, but in order to protect his own life, he could only do so.    

    

At this moment, Qian Wanjin's gaze suddenly fell on a painting on the wall.    

    

This painting depicted an elegant old man with a cauldron in his palm. Smoke curled around him, as if he was riding on a cloud, ready to fly into the sky at any moment.    

    

That Cauldron was a bronze color, and the surroundings rippled with ripples of golden light, as if it were a divine tool. On top of the Cauldron were nine lifelike huge dragons, as if they could come to life at any moment.    

    

Qian Wanjin asked curiously, "Godly Doctor Zhang, you've been dead for quite some time, right? Who are the paintings?"    

    

Zhang Anguo tidied up the diagnosis tools as he said, "This person is not simple. He is a legend in Chinese medicine and is known as the God of Pills, Hua Changsheng!" With his superb skills in pill refining, he is able to refine pill s that can turn a person into a pile of bones and flesh, and can even live forever. However, whether it is true or not, I do not know. "    

    

Qian Wanjin sneered, "Immortality? How is that possible? Divine Doctor Zhang, you're too superstitious. "    

    

Zhang Anguo smiled without saying a word.    

    

In this world, there were things that could not be explained with science.    

    

After Qian Wanjin came out of the infirmary, he glanced at the middle-aged man beside him.    

    

The middle-aged man was tall and sturdy with strong facial features. He had a head full of short hair and eyes brimming with vigor. Just by standing there, he could form an aura that no one dared to approach!    

    

Qian Wanjin said, "Did that kid send you to spy on me?"    

    

Wu Donghao narrowed his eyes and a murderous look flashed across them. He grabbed Qian Wanjin by the neck and grabbed him.    

    

Qian Wanjin suddenly felt suffocated as his feet left the ground.    

    

The surrounding passersby all hid far away and didn't dare to come over to help because the aura coming from the middle-aged man was too strong.    

    

The light gradually disappeared from his vision, and just as he was about to die, Wu Donghao said coldly, "You brat, you better show some respect. The reason why boss let you go was to let you help him do things. Otherwise, you would have died long ago!"    

    

With that, Wu Donghao threw Qian Wanjin away like throwing trash.    

0

    

Cough cough!    

    

Qian Wanjin held his neck and gasped heavily.