The strongest all-round student

Chapter 17 Magic Doctor or Magic Stick?

After Wu Weiming left, He Shihao told Chen Yufeng to leave too.

However, Chen Yufeng looked confident and said to him: "Give me a minute, and I can make this mental patient return to normal."

"What? Let the patient return to normal in 1 minute?"

When the few people in the ward heard Chen Yufeng's outrageous words, they were taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, staring at him like a madman.

"Hmph, what a shame."

Zheng Jiancheng yelled loudly on the spot.

Originally, talking to this kind of charlatan would be disgraceful, but now he is fooling around and deceiving people under his nose.

He felt that as a world-renowned doctor and an authoritative international expert, he had encountered such a swindler who was capable of bluffing and deceiving.

Had to come out and learn a lesson.

Zheng Jiancheng took a step forward, walked up to Chen Yufeng, and asked in a cold voice:

"Do you have a medical qualification certificate? Have you been recognized by the World Medical Association? Are you an internationally famous doctor? I don't think you have anything, but you dare to talk nonsense, which exposes your ignorance and shamelessness. You still want to cheat money like this." ?”

"Ha ha."

Chen Yufeng usually doesn't like these experts very much, so he didn't bother to pay attention to them. He just looked at He Shihao and asked:

"Uncle Tuhao, how much are you going to give this expert to treat your wife's illness?"

"One hundred million, why, do you want it?"

"One hundred million?"

Chen Yufeng was really taken aback. What kind of bullshit expert treats a mentally ill for [-] million yuan. How dare he say that I lied to the patient's family for money?

This rich man is rich enough to be slaughtered like a pig.

Chen Yufeng originally only wanted to earn 5 yuan by the way, but now it seems that he must earn at least 500 million yuan. Thinking of this, he was secretly happy, and quickly said to He Shihao:
"How about this, Uncle Tuhao, I'll treat you to a cup of tea at a sky-high price of 500 million, just give me 500 million."

"roll…"

He Shihao shouted angrily, he didn't even bother to listen to this kind of magic stick anymore.

Chen Yufeng was not angry, but said to him seriously:

"Uncle Tuhao, you are willing to give 1 million yuan to this expert, but you are not willing to give me a minute to help you save 500 million yuan?"

Hearing Chen Yufeng's words, Zheng Jiancheng couldn't help shouting before He Shihao said anything:

"500 million? You still want to cheat 500 million? Are you saying that you want to give money first and then treat the disease?"

He looked like he saw through your deception.

"You think I'm as disgusting as you, and I need [-] million to treat a mental illness? My job is to save lives and heal the wounded. I treat the sick first, and the money will be fine."

Chen Yufeng gave Zheng Jiancheng a blank look.

"You are really the best in the world of magic sticks. I don't think I can find another one like you in the country."

Zheng Jiancheng felt more and more ridiculous about this magic stick, so he glanced at Chen Yufeng with a sneer, and continued:
"Master, right? Since you are so confident, start challenging me with your amazing medical skills now. Let me tell you, you can't run even if you want to. It's too late."

"I'm not going to run, but what if I succeed in the challenge?"

Chen Yufeng is confident that I have the disk in his hand, and he looks full of confidence.

"It's just a dream. If you can succeed in the challenge, I'll kowtow to you and call you master. If you can't, you slap a hundred slaps on your mouth, and then go to the Public Security Bureau to surrender."

"Okay, that's it."

Chen Yufeng was very happy and agreed on the spot.

And when He Meixuan heard Chen Yufeng utter such wild words, he felt that he was not a supernatural being, just a magic stick, okay? What does it mean to cure a mental patient within 1 minute? Could it be even more outrageous?

You said half a month, I still believe you, okay?

Sigh, after all, I brought it here by myself. When I came here, I told my dad that he was a master and a genius doctor, but now he looks like this.

What I lost was my face.

So he angrily urged Chen Yufeng:

"Master, I think you should leave as soon as possible, don't continue to play tricks, the deceitful tricks will be exposed after all, if you just want to leave later, if you can't, you will be put in prison. "

"Sister, I said I would return you a miracle."

Chen Yufeng looked at her and smiled:
"This miracle hasn't been given to you yet, so how can I leave?"

"Miracle? Miracle shit, I think I should help you with a brain surgery."

He Meixuan was a little speechless, saying that he was a god-level disease and a lunatic, but when he spoke, he looked quite normal.

"Don't say anything, I'm going to start creating miracles."

He replied to her with a smile, and Chen Yufeng stopped talking, and immediately shouted at several people in the ward:

"Now I'm going to start treating the patients, please cooperate, go out for a while, and come back in a minute later."

"Why are we going out? You death stick, what do you want to do?"

He Shihao clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could punch him.

"Cure the sick and save the sick, what if you steal my amazing medical skills, how can I earn a living in the future?"

Chen Yufeng took it for granted.

"You death stick..."

He Shihao really wanted to get angry and beat this guy to death, but after thinking about it, things had come to this point, and he decided to endure it for a while, and it would not be too late to beat this magic stick when he came in a minute later.

Miracle doctor Zheng and He Meixuan also walked out of the ward in cooperation, thinking that it only took a minute to see what else he could do afterwards.

"Hurry up and call the security guard."

Of course He Shihao would not believe that this kind of street magic stick could really cure his wife's mental illness, so he immediately asked the nurse to call the security guard over.

Zheng Jiancheng also couldn't believe it, just waiting for this magic stick to show its original shape.

The reason why he became famous at home and abroad, was called a miracle doctor, and became the guest of the heads of presidents and top wealthy businessmen at home and abroad, was due to his unique secret technique passed down from his ancestors.

Cure the mentally ill within ten days, and make people have three brains.

He can do it.

In fact, the fastest healing speed only takes three days.

The mental abnormality of the human brain means that the frequency and rhythm of the brain's fluctuations are chaotic due to fright, stimulation and the like.

become delirious.

And Zheng Jiancheng has an ancestral ashlar in his hand. The magic of this ashlar is that an energy wave it emits can form a good resonance with the brain waves emitted by the human body.

Cooperating with his ancestral hypnotic secret technique, it can change the rhythm of people's brain fluctuations into the rhythm they want, not only can make the rhythm of human brain fluctuations return to normal, but also give blessings.

If he uses all his strength, he can bless five times.

That is to say, it is equivalent to having five brains.

But under normal circumstances, he controlled it within three times of blessing.

After each power attack, he needs to rest for ten days and a half months before he can make another shot, so he set a goal for himself, only to make shots ten times in a year.

In this way, not only the money was earned, but also the fame was gained.

It can also show the preciousness of your own shot.

Although the quotation for the treatment fee was [-] million yuan, almost every dignitary who was lucky enough to invite him to help him paid far more than this amount.

Compared with the number of [-] million and three super powerful brains, it is obvious which is more important.

His fastest speed also takes three days, so just now I heard this charlatan swearer say that he can cure a patient in one minute.

Of course it is dismissive, it must be a liar.

It's still the kind of liar who is crazy about money and has no technical content.

(End of this chapter)