Chapter 258: The money is too fast, right?

Zhang Fan saw so many patients surrounding him, but he waved his hand: "Want me to treat the disease? All right, each one will come out first."
He had just taken the martial arts exam before, so how could he have so much time to really treat people?
So the threshold of this million is just to scare off those people.
Moreover, these people looked down on him again and again before, and their comments about him were so bad that he couldn't have heard them.
But I'm too lazy to care about them.
Seeing that his medical skills are so good now, I begged him in turn.
What a joke, Lao Tzu is not a good Sima.
Moreover, as the honorary president of the Military Medical Association, the 1 million shot fee is really not expensive.
That's right, this 1 million is just the cost of asking him to sell.
No matter whether it can be cured or not, the 1 million will not be refunded.
Zhang Fan thought that this one million could scare away those people.
However, as soon as the words were spoken, almost everyone raised the multifunctional watch: "I will tell you now!"
"I have 3 million here, give me treatment first!"
"I have 5 million here. Chairman Zhang will help me see it first, and I will add another 10 million after it is cured."
"Uh……"
Zhang Fan was stunned when he saw this.
He has been practicing in the secondary biological space these days, and the secondary biological space is exactly the same as his home in the previous world.
It made his thinking a little confused, always returning to the thinking of the previous world.
In the previous world, 1 million was already a lot, and most people couldn't get it out.
But now he is a martial doctor, and these patients are all cultivators.
For these cultivators, it is not difficult to spend 1 million.
Even some high-level cultivators can easily come up with hundreds of millions.
by!
Directly set 10 million next time, save trouble!
Zhang Fan said to himself.
On the surface, he pressed his hands out of thin air, signaling everyone to be quiet.
Then he said: "Everyone, since everyone is so enthusiastic, I will be here for three hours after three days. I will pay 1 million first and line up with the number. If it is cured, I will give me an additional 50 million. It will not be cured. Yes, I have to give me an additional 10 million. Also, I only sit in the clinic for three hours, and after three hours, I won’t be able to diagnose and treat anyone again. The 1 million you handed in will not be refunded."
Everyone heard it, and suddenly it boiled.
"Chairman Zhang, where do you pay?"
"Yeah, I'll pay it now!"
Zhang Fan thought for a while and beckoned to the dean not far away.
After the dean came over, he said: "Let's hand the money to the hospital first."
When everyone heard it, they hurriedly went to the registration window.
The dean made a rough estimate.
More than three hundred people registered, and if each person was 11 million, it would be more than 300 million.
The dean suddenly had an urge to burst into tears.
Their hospitals of this size have worked so hard for a year, and they can't make so much.
People's Martial Arts Association alone, just register a number, so much money.
The same doctor, why is the gap so big?
And this is only the registration fee. After the diagnosis and treatment in three days, even if only 30 of them can be treated,
Even if everyone can't be cured, and only add 10 million, that's another 300 million!
And how can it be impossible to cure with such brilliant medical skills as the president?
If all 30 people are cured, that would be 1.5 billion...
The dean dared not think anymore.
Thinking about it further, he was afraid that he would really be beaten to death.
Zhang Fan was also a little dazed at this time.
He had said less about the registration fee before, so the treatment fee was deliberately increased to tens of millions.
As a result, there are still so many people.
Nima, did your money come from a strong wind?
Is money not used as money?
Just as Zhang Fan was stunned, the few people who had registered for a long time had already started to line up at the place where they had lined up before.
Zhang Fan saw what they looked like and wondered: "You guys are..."
A patient said quickly: "Line up."
Zhang Fan was speechless: "I will come three days later. Are you queuing now?"
Several patients rushed to say: "Using Chairman Zhang’s means, there must be a lot of people vying for treatment. And in these three days, more people will definitely come. If you wait in line the day after tomorrow or tomorrow, then too late."
While talking, several more patients lined up.
All of them were happy, just like the New Year.
After three days, President Zhang only sat in the clinic for three hours. No matter how fast his speed, five minutes per patient, he could only see 12 patients in one hour. There were 36 patients in three hours.
There are so many people now, let alone other people who hear the news will rush over. It must be crowded by then.
If they can get ahead, they will definitely be able to take their turns.
They have no reason to be unhappy.
Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment as he watched the team grow rapidly.
Can only shook his head.
At this time, Shui Wu doctor returned the badge to Zhang Fan tremblingly.
Zhang Fan took Ling Xiao and walked out of the hospital.
These patients are willing to wait, let them wait slowly.
I don't have time to play with them now.
Taking advantage of the ten hours left before the evening, I entered the secondary biological space and strengthened all the enhanced skills~EbookFREE.me~ In the hospital, a dozen nurses looked at Zhang Fan’s back, one by one. There were stars in his eyes.
Who doesn't like such a talented and profitable man?
It's a pity that they and President Zhang are people of two worlds after all.
They are not even cultivators, so how could this guild leader look at them?
At the same time, Uncle Ling, who was lying on the hospital bed, saw that he knew the martial arts doctors, and he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak the words.
In the end, he directly threw out the badge of the honorary chairman of the Military Medical Association.
To be honest, Uncle Ling was also taken aback.
Although he couldn't see it on the spot, he almost felt like he was suffocating just across the screen.
Now he finally understands why after the young lady came back from the wild area last time, the Lan Xiang martial arts academy did not go well and she went to Lingguang's small academy.
There is such a teacher, let alone a small academy like Ling Guang, even if it is a mountain of fire, you must follow him.
Zhang Fan and Ling Xiao returned to the hotel and asked Ling Xiao to practice well in the room.
He himself entered the dimensional space.
This time, he plans to practice the second technique of drawing swords: Yan Fan.
During this period, because there were more things and more martial skills learned, he was a little negligent towards Yan Fan.
This is why many people only learn one or two martial arts in their entire lives, up to two or three.
After all, human energy and time are limited.
To spend most of your energy and time on cultivation, there is not much time left.
It's not easy to learn one or two martial arts in such a short time, let alone many.
But Zhang Fan is different.
Now that he has a secondary biological space, he also has 60 times the time of others.
Not to mention one or two, it is 60 martial arts, he can practice all of them to great success.
(End of this chapter)