Zhang Fan saw so many patients around himself, but he waved his hand: "Want to let me cure?"Well, get a million dollars each.

Before he tried martial arts, by the way, where is there so much time to really cure people?

So set this threshold of a million, just to scare those people away.

And these people looked down on him three times before, and the discussion about him was so ugly that he could not have heard it.

But they don’t care about it.

Now I see that his medical skills are so good, and then ask him.

It’s a joke, the old man is not a good man.

Moreover, in the capacity of the honorary president of his martial arts association, the cost of 1 million is indeed not expensive.

Yes, that’s a million dollars, just ask him to pay.

Whether it can be cured in the end, the 1 million will not be returned.

Zhang Fan had thought that this million could scare those people away.

However, as soon as the word was exported, almost everyone held up a multi-function watch: "I will turn to you now!"

“I have three million here, cure me first!”

"I have 5 million here, President Zhang first to help me see, cure me and add another 10 million."

“Oh...”

When Zhang Fan saw it here, he was directly embarrassed.

He has cultivated in the second biological space for these days, and the sub-biological space is exactly like his former world home.

To make his mind a little confused, always back to the previous world of thinking.

In the past world, 1 million was already a lot, and the vast majority of people could not take it out.

But now he is a martial arts doctor, and these patients are practitioners.

For these practitioners, it is not difficult to come up with 1 million.

Even some high-level cultivators can come up with hundreds of millions of dollars at every turn.

Fuck!

Next time, make a ten million, save trouble!

Zhang Fan said to himself in his heart.

On the surface, they laid their hands on themselves and signaled that the people were quiet.

Then he said, “Gentlemen, since you are so enthusiastic, I will sit here for three hours in three days.”At that time, pay 1 million first, and lead the number line.Heal me and give me another $50 million.If I can't cure it, I have to add another $10 million.Also, I only sat for three hours, and after three hours, I would not give anyone another treatment.The one million you will not return.”

And the people listened, and they boiled.

“Mr. President, where are you paying?”

“Yes, I’ll give it up now!”

Zhang Fan thought about it and beckoned to the president not far away.

When the director came, he said, "Give the money to the hospital first."

Everyone listened and went to the registration window.

The president gave a rough estimate.

More than 300 people registered, 1 million each, is more than 300 million ah.

The president suddenly had a tearful impulse.

They have such a big hospital, hard work for a year, and they can't make so much money.

People's martial medicine association alone, just hang a number, there is so much money.

The same doctor, why is the gap so big?

And this is only the registration fee, and after three days of diagnosis and treatment, even if it can only cure 30 of them,

Even if everyone is not cured, only add 10 million, that is 300 million!

And with this wise doctor, how can it be cured?

If 30 people are cured, that is 1.5 billion...

The president didn’t dare to think about it anymore.

Thinking about it, he was afraid that he would actually be killed.

Zhang Fan is also a little embarrassed at this time.

His previous registration fee was less, so the treatment fee was deliberately raised to a level of tens of millions.

As a result, there are still so many people.

Nima, is your money raging?

Is it not enough money to use it?

In the work of Zhang Fan, the people who had long been registered had already begun to line up in the previous line.

When he saw them, he doubted, “You are...”

One of the patients said, "Wait in line."

Zhang Fan was speechless: “I came in three days, are you standing in line now?”

Several patients scrambled to say: "With the means of President Zhang, there are certainly many people who are competing for treatment."In the next three days, more people will come.If you wait in line the day after tomorrow or come back in line, it's too late."

During the speech, several other patients lined up.

Each one of them is happy, like the New Year.

Three days later, President Zhang only sat for three hours, even if his speed is faster, a patient of five minutes, counted down to an hour can only see 12 patients.There were 36 patients in three hours.

There are so many people out there, not to mention the fact that others who have heard the news will come.At that time, it must be a sea of people.

If they can get to the front, they will be able to turn them on.

They have no reason to be unhappy.

Zhang Fan looked at the team quickly and stared for a moment.

I can only shake my head.

At this time, the water doctor tremblingly returned the badge to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan took Ling Xiao and walked out of the hospital.

If these patients are willing to wait, let them wait slowly.

You don’t have time to play with them now.

While there are still about ten hours away from the evening, you will enter the next biological space to strengthen the enhanced skills.

In the hospital, more than a dozen small nurses looked at Zhang Fan's back, and each of them shone with stars in their eyes.

Men who can make money, who doesn’t like it?

It is a pity that they and this president, after all, are two worlds of people.

They are not even cultivators, how can this president look at them?

At the same time, Lin Shu, who was lying on the hospital bed, saw Zhang Tongzhi's war with martial arts doctors, and he could not even speak those martial doctors.

Finally, it directly dumped the badge of the honorary president of the Military Medical Association.

To be honest, Uncle Lin was also shocked.

Although he could not see the scene, but just across the screen, he almost felt that he was almost suffocating.

Now he finally understood why the last time Miss came back from the field, a good Lanxiang Budo College could not go, and even ran to the small college.

There is such a teacher, not to mention a small college like Lingguang, even if it is a sword and a sea of fire, but also to follow him.

Zhang Fan and Ling Xiao returned to the hotel and instructed Ling Xiao to cultivate well in the room.

He himself entered the dimensional space.

This time, he intends to practice the second trick of pulling the knife: Yan return.

This time, because there were more things, more and more martial arts were learned, and he was a little neglected of Yan's return.

This is why many people spend their lives only learning one or two martial arts, up to two or three.

After all, people’s energy and time are limited.

To spend most of your energy and time on cultivation, the rest of the time is not much.

It is not easy to learn one or two martial arts skills in such a time, let alone many doors.

But Zhang Fan is different.

He now has sub-biological space, and he has 60 times the time of others.

Don't say one or two, that is, 60 martial arts, he can give all to the master.

(End of this chapter)