Chapter 1253 Do You Think I Look Like a Fool?

Shen Mingguang looked at the slightly mocking expression on Qin Yang's face, and his heart sank, but after the words were spoken, he could only nod his head.

"Yes, not to mention other places, our Seoul Hospital has many cases like Ms. Liu every year. Although we have tried our best to treat them, there are still many people who cannot be treated because the technology is not up to standard."

Shen Mingguang glanced at Liu Xiaomin next to him with a sincere expression: "Miss Liu is an example. If she hadn't happened to meet you, Mr. Qin, I'm afraid the only result would be amputation. There are other patients like Miss Liu in our hospital. "

"Mr. Qin only has one person. Even if he tries his best to treat her, he still can't treat so many people. But if Mr. Qin can teach us how to treat Miss Liu, we can treat more people."

"Isn't there a Chinese saying that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda? This is not a matter of one life, but thousands. This is also a matter of great merit for Mr. Qin." Qin Yang After listening to Shen Mingguang attentively, he raised his hands with a calm expression and clapped his hands vigorously.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Qin Yang didn't say anything, he just applauded with a calm expression, but this applause seemed a bit harsh in everyone's ears.

It didn't feel like applause, but like a slap in the face.

Slap after slap was slapped on everyone's face.

Shen Mingguang's face was a little confused. He had shamelessly made this request to Qin Yang with a glimmer of hope. He himself knew that it was too much, so he used so many words to flatter Qin Yang. Just in case Qin Yang had a tender face, he would Did you agree?

Seeing Qin Yang slapping his hands like this, Shen Mingguang knew that Qin Yang had seen through his little thoughts, and he was immediately embarrassed.

"Mr. Qin, what do you mean?"

Qin Yang laughed and stopped: "You are really beautiful."

Shen Mingguang was stunned for a moment. I am really beautiful. What does this mean?

A burst of laughter suddenly broke out in the crowd. Maybe the Koreans didn't understand this joke, but most of the Chinese people present were young people, so they naturally understood the meaning of this joke. Someone immediately shouted: "You are really awesome." Beautiful, then don’t think too much about it!”

When Shen Mingguang heard the words in the crowd, his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Qin, the treatment method you are using may bring new inspiration and promotion to the world's neuromedicine. Are you prepared to keep it to yourself? Don’t you want to make a little contribution to the world?”

Qin Yang chuckled without anger on his face: "Dean Shen, is your home a single-family villa or a townhouse?"

Shen Mingguang frowned and said: "We are talking about medical issues. You ask me what house I live in. What does it matter?"

Qin Yang said calmly: "People with status and wealth like Dean Shen naturally live a comfortable life and live in a good place, but there are still many people in the world who cannot afford to eat and live in shabby houses. Shen The dean is so caring and takes it as his own duty to save the world. Why don't you donate all your savings to the poor in need? Sell the villa, and you can buy many houses for those in need. "

Shen Mingguang naturally understood what Qin Yang meant by this metaphor, and said angrily: "You are so messy!"

Qin Yang was still not angry and changed the topic: "Okay, even if I teach you this secret skill, let's not say whether you can master it. Even if your hospital can master it, will you charge money when you treat patients? ?”

Shen Mingguang was speechless and supported himself: "There are so many employees in our hospital who need to be paid, and treatment requires drugs and high-tech equipment. Naturally, there are charges."

Qin Yang sneered: "I will teach you my master's secret knowledge for free, so that your hospital will be awesome, and then you will use what I teach you for free to make a lot of money, while putting a lot of money in your pocket. While saying that I have promoted the progress of the medical field, cured diseases and saved people, how noble it is... Do you think I look like a fool? "

Shen Mingguang's old face suddenly turned red: "I don't mean that. If you are willing to teach this treatment method, I can promise you that all patients who use your treatment method will only be charged cost. Our hospital does not make money..."

Qin Yang interrupted Shen Mingguang: "Yes, you don't make money, you just want fame. With your fame increasing, are you still afraid that you won't be able to make money?"

Shen Mingguang wanted to say something more, but Qin Yang had already waved his hand to stop him, and said calmly: "Stop talking nonsense, don't talk about your thoughts, most people here understand it, you are quite old, anyway. Don't you feel embarrassed for a person of status to say something like this? If you can get someone else's unique knowledge by saying a few righteous words, who do you think you are a fool? "

Qin Yang glanced at the onlookers with different expressions around him and explained coldly: "Although I never care what others think of me, since you are so upright, I still give you a specific answer."

"First, Miss Liu's legs can't be cured by simply massaging a few times and acupuncture. There are many things involved. First of all, the cost of those medicinal materials alone is at least seven to eight million. I'm talking about Hua Yuan, and Not Korean won.”

As soon as Qin Yang finished speaking, the crowd suddenly exploded.

Eight million yuan for medicinal materials?

Just hearing this, many people were already stunned.

Oh my god, eight million, why don’t you go and grab it!

But everyone also knows that there is no need for Qin Yang to lie about this matter, and everyone is also thinking that so many diseases that experts cannot cure can be cured by just soaking tens of dollars of herbal medicine and pressing it a few times. Wouldn't it be too childish to recover?

If that were the case, no one would believe it.

There are also many people who sigh in their hearts, if someone is really like this, let alone those experts who can't do anything, even if Qin Yang is willing to rescue him, you must first come up with 8 million. Without these 8 million, he is still dead. ?

Qin Yang ignored the noise and discussion of the onlookers, stared at Shen Mingguang in front of him, and said coldly: "Second, massage techniques and my acupuncture techniques must use inner energy. Only practitioners who have inner energy must , in order to specifically explore where the meridians are blocked, and then use acupoint massage and internal energy to stimulate the acupuncture points to stimulate vitality. Not everyone can perform the acupuncture techniques I perform, so it requires a certain level of strength, and this level is quite high. "

The crowd in the open space was still noisy, but the content of the discussion had quickly changed with Qin Yang's words.

Inner energy?

Has the strength reached a certain level?

It turns out that he is still a practitioner!

So young?