Rebirth of a Counterattack: Godly Doctor Shizi Fei

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The young man saw that Cher's face didn't give the slightest look of disappointment because of his poverty, and his heart was shocked, yeah, he didn't try it.

He thought of his mother's long-term lingering pain on the sickbed, and secretly scolded him for being useless. As a son, how could he not do his best to fight for his mother once? Perhaps this will be the last chance to relieve the mother's pain.

He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, and arched at Cher, "Thank you, Cher, I'll go!" The young man walked to the closed clinic and knocked on the door gently.

Although the young man was wearing old clothes that could no longer be worn, his hair was only tied with simple cloth strips. Although the clothes were simple and could be on his body, he could not see a trace of sour taste. When walking, his back It's straight. Although his face is not as handsome as that of Grand Master Yin, or as the heroine of Zheng Shizi, his appearance is ordinary, but he has a taste of scrolls, which makes him look less ordinary.

It should be a scholar!

The door of the consultation room opened, and the youth walked in. When the door was closed again, Cher also looked back. She looked in the direction of the line. There were originally a dozen people waiting in line, but now there are only four or five left. People, obviously a hundred and twenty silver consultation, scared away a lot of people.

Cher shrugged: "Miss has no plans to make Rongyutang's business better anyway, what Miss wants is this effect!"

After the number plates were issued to each of the five people, each of them first collected one or two silvers of money, and agreed that the money would be deducted from the payment of the consultation fee.

The people who stayed in line, all dressed in high fashion, obviously didn't care about these two silvers or one hundred and twenty silvers. They only cared whether the illness they wanted to cure could be cured!

In the consultation room, Qi Rongyue saw that Qing was a little nervous, so he poured a cup of tea for him, and let him sit down and take a breath.

"What's your name?" She asked, sitting at the table, watching the embarrassed youth.

The young man was busy putting down the tea cup, and did not dare to look at the bright lady in front of her, and said, "My name is Zhou An. I am 21 years old and I live in Sanwu Alley."

Qi Rongyue nodded: "Have you read a book?"

Zhou An nodded again: "I have passed the test."

"bingo?"

"bingo!"

"What about the township test?"

Zhou An shook her head: "That year my mother was ill and there was no one in the family to take care of me, I—"

Qi Rongyue looked at Zhou An's helpless face in front of her, imagining his mood when he gave up his hometown test.

"Hundred filial piety comes first, you're right!"

Zhou An raised her eyes and looked at the girl in front of her, but at the age of sixteen or seventeen, she spoke differently from the ordinary sixteen or seventeen girls, as a soothing and affirmative to him.

Qi Rongyue said again, "You have a problem with me?"

In a word, he brought him back to reality, yeah, he asked her something.

Zhou An stood up and respected Qi Rongyue and said, "Miss Qi, I have a merciless invitation!"

Qi Rongyue was still sitting, his face was pale, his eyes were very soft, and there was no such kind of rich man who stood high and looked down on the poor.

"Please!" She raised her hand, and then said, "Sit down and talk, my neck is tired!"

Zhou An still sat down, her moody mood relaxed a little, and Miss Qi did not seem to be as difficult as he imagined.

"Ms. Qi, my mother has been sick for nearly ten years, and it has become more and more serious in recent years. I have seen many doctors. I have not taken any medicines. It is very difficult to get out of bed now."