It all starts with killing the vicious dog

Chapter 77

In the short term, it is difficult to break through the Seven Emotions Manual.

Essence, energy and spirit complement each other, without the practice of practicing qigong, the Hunyuan Body Quenching Kungfu progresses slowly.

Fortunately, the Sutra of the Seven Emotions and the Hunyuan Body Tempering Technique can both operate automatically, and he has long been invincible in Blue Star, so Zhao Shanhe doesn't have much sense of urgency in his heart. After all, it is still unknown whether the strong will come to Blue Star .

Even if an unknown strongman comes to Blue Star, he may not be his enemy. There is no need to worry about the unknown.

"School is about to go on holiday. Inadvertently, several months have passed this year."

Abandoning messy thoughts, Zhao Shanhe pondered for a few seconds, and came to Xinghai to broadcast live.

"Brother Xiong, when will you take us out to sea for fishing?"

"This Saturday, there are ten places, and each person is limited to two people."

"Brother Xiong, what have you been up to lately?"

"Self-taught Chinese medicine, the skills are not overwhelming, and you will live and learn when you are old."

"Brother Xiong, are you still learning Chinese medicine by yourself?"

"I'm not a genius with a super IQ, so I have to work harder."

"Brother Xiong, you have a specialization in art, so you should write songs, sing, and fish well."

"Brother Xiong, when is the next concert scheduled?"

"When I'm free."

"Brother Xiong, how did you get the prescription for the antidote to rabies?"

"I found it from an ancient medical book."

"Brother Xiong, do you have a prescription for cancer?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine is one person and one party. There is no disease that Chinese medicine cannot cure, unless the medical skills are too poor."

"Brother Xiong, don't brag about Chinese medicine. Let's not talk about how Chinese medicine used to be. Now many Chinese medicine are liars."

"There is no distinction between medicine and martial arts, I am a warrior, and I know a little bit about medicine.

"Brother Xiong, I can't sleep, what Chinese medicine do I take?"

"Only when the cause of the disease is found can the medicine be dispensed."

"Brother Xiong, do you have a medical license?"

"I don't have a medical qualification certificate, but it doesn't mean my medical skills are poor."

"Brother Xiong, according to what you mean, your medical skills are very good?"

"My medical skills are similar to my martial arts, and there is no match in the world."

"Brother Xiong, can you cure tremors?"

"Brother Xiong, can you cure the paralyzed patient?"

"Tremors and paralysis are caused by poor Qi and blood"

"Brother Xiong, can you really heal?"

"Of ten patients, eight or nine should be cured."

"Brother Xiong, my third uncle is paralyzed, can I take it to you for a look?"

"I don't have a medical qualification certificate. If you want me to treat a disease, you must sign a waiver agreement."

"Brother Xiong, when are you free?"

"I'm basically in the village during the day."

With Zhao Shanhe's current medical skills, as long as people are not dead, they should be cured.

First of all, his Chinese medicine has reached the top level, and secondly, he has developed spiritual power and true energy.

At nine o'clock the next morning, a van arrived at Zhaojiawan.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Zhihai, nicknamed Monkey, quickly introduced: "Brother Xiong, this is my third uncle."

Zhao Shanhe nodded, looked around and asked, and took out a box of silver needles.

Zhang Zhihai's third uncle, Zhang Renmin, pricked several silver needles, waited for a few minutes, and took off the silver needles one by one.

"Come down for a walk?" Zhao Shanhe said with a smile.

Zhang Renmin, who was lying down, turned over under the shocked eyes of everyone.

"Brother Xiong, thank you so much." Zhang Zhihai was very excited.

"Thank you." Zhang Renmin's wife and children wept with joy.

"It's still early, so I won't keep you guys for dinner." Zhao Shanhe said.

"Brother Xiong, how much is it?" Zhang Zhihai asked.

"I don't need the money, even if it is given to me, I will donate it." Zhao Shanhe laughed.

Without a medical qualification certificate, collecting money will cause trouble.

There are thousands of kinds of people, and if you take more or less, or not, it will make some people's psychology unbalanced.

Playing a guest role as a doctor can not only experience healing and saving lives, but also practice medical skills and kill time.

As long as he doesn't take any money and heals the person, even if he doesn't have a medical qualification certificate, no one has any reason to make irresponsible remarks.

"Brother Xiong, can my father's illness be cured?"

"Qi and blood stasis, meridian damage, acupuncture and moxibustion can be cured."

"My hand is back."

"Brother Xiong, thank you so much."

"I go to the factory to eat at noon, so I won't entertain you."

"Brother Xiong, how much is it?"

"I don't need to give the money, I'm really sorry, just donate some money to those who need it."

"Brother Xiong, let's go back."

"Drive slowly on the road, no one is short of a few minutes."

"Brother Xiong, goodbye."

For more than ten days in a row, Zhao Shanhe has been treating illnesses and saving lives in the village.

At first, there were a few patients a day, then dozens of patients a day, and now hundreds of patients a day.

"It's not an option to go on like this."

After thinking about it, Zhao Shanhe started the live broadcast and said that he only treats intractable diseases and incurable diseases.

All minor illnesses came to him, which was tantamount to wasting his time.

Intractable diseases or incurable diseases, but also to practice medical skills.

After being a guest doctor for more than half a month and treating thousands of patients, Zhao Shanhe decided to rest for a few days.

Ten or so days have passed since the summer vacation, and he hasn't taken his family out on a trip yet.

"It's better to have fun alone than to have fun with everyone. Keep some security guards and take the rest of the employees to travel."

If the factory is not closed, parents will definitely not want to travel.

During lunch, Zhao Shanhe publicly announced that he would go on a trip.

The security guards who stayed at the factory were given a subsidy of 1000 yuan per day.

In the morning of the next day, more than 200 vehicles drove out of Zhaojia Village and headed straight to the north.

The per capita monthly salary of the fishing tackle factory and the chip factory is tens of thousands, and basically each employee has a car.

There are more than 180 people in the village, and more than 200 retired soldiers in the two factories.

24 security guards stayed behind, and the rest drove their own cars to bring their families.

The dormitory buildings are all three bedrooms and one living room, and the non-local employees in the factory have brought their families over.

As the boss, Zhao Shanhe includes food, housing and oil.

A convoy of more than 200 vehicles headed for the prairie.

It's summer right now, and the southeast mansion is very hot. Traveling to the grasslands in the north can escape the heat, and it's also a kind of enjoyment to eat roasted whole sheep and ride horses on the endless grasslands.

Near noon, Zhao Shanhe parked his car outside the largest restaurant in a county.

"Sir, how many?" the waiter asked.

"How many tables can you sit here?" Zhao Shanhe asked without answering.

"We have 58 tables." The waiter replied.

The total number of employees and family members is 98. Even if there are [-] people per table, there will be [-] tables.

"There are too many people, and the food is served too slowly. Otherwise, each person should be subsidized with some money," Wang Yuqing suggested.

"That's the only way to go." Zhao Shanhe nodded.

A few minutes later, people from the factory and the village were looking for restaurants to eat in small groups.

Before arriving at the destination, each person received a subsidy of [-] per day, including food, refueling and lodging, and Zhao Shanhe didn't care.

If there are five people in a car, he will give [-], and if there are three people in a car, he will give [-].

Three hundred per capita, enough for the fare, gas and accommodation.

Stop and go, unconsciously, the convoy arrived at the grassland.

After eating roasted whole lamb, the convoy returned to Zhaojiawan according to another route.

For a week of self-driving tour, Zhao Shanhe spent more than 300 million yuan.

The fishing tackle factory and the chip factory were closed for a week, and they lost hundreds of millions of Yanhuang coins.

"Employees travel twice a year. Next time, they will go directly to the travel company. It is too tiring to lead the team by themselves."

Less than two hours after returning home, someone came to seek medical treatment.

Zhao Shanhe, who is swallowing his breath, is considering whether to build a pharmaceutical factory.

When others come to seek medical treatment, is he treating them?Or die?
die?His disregard for life made his conscience uneasy.

rule?There are countless patients, can he be cured?
"Instead of setting up a pharmaceutical factory, it is better to publish the prescription for free."

"One person's side is more effective, and the general prescription is less effective."

After pondering secretly for a few seconds, Zhao Shanhe came to the boat and broadcast the prescription live.

He is not short of money, and there is no need to waste time and effort to build a pharmaceutical factory.

(End of this chapter)