Chapter 673: Helping the world, saving people, and serving the public

Xie Ping nodded immediately and said with a look of surprise: "Everyone is in line, I will continue the consultation..."

After finishing speaking, he said to Pi Yangyang: "Mr. Pi, how about... please come in and have a cup of tea?"

Pi Yangyang nodded and followed Xie Ping inside.

Xie Xiyue looked at Pi Yangyang curiously, feeling very curious in her heart.

She also didn't understand why her grandfather Xie Ping respected Pi Yangyang so much.

A few days ago, she suddenly received a call from Xie Ping, asking her to come to Qingjiang, saying that she wanted to live in Qingjiang and open a medical clinic.

At that time, she thought her grandfather's decision was incredible, but now she suddenly understood that the reason why Xie Ping suddenly decided to come to Qingjiang was because of this handsome young man.

Is there anything special about this young man?

But she didn't ask too much. She knew her grandfather's temper very well. Don't ask about things she shouldn't know. Xie Ping would naturally tell her what she should know.

Seeing Pi Yangyang being invited in so respectfully by Xie Ping, Ye Yuanxing and Ye Yafan were stunned for a while, and a bad feeling emerged in their hearts at the same time.

"Fifth Uncle, that kid won't sow discord and ask Doctor Xie not to treat my dad, right?"

Ye Yafan gritted his teeth and asked worriedly.

Ye Yuanxing said coldly: "No! The old man charged us two million. If he doesn't treat your dad, his reputation will be damaged! Besides, even if he really doesn't treat your dad, your dad is already awake. It’s the same with or without him.”

Ye Yafan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "That's right. Dean Li said that as long as my dad wakes up, there won't be any big problems. He can just take a good rest."

The two of them glanced at the door of the house again, then got into the car with the bodyguards and left.

Pi Yangyang came to the yard and saw that the main hall had been converted into a medical clinic and the pharmacy was also located inside.

In the pharmacy, there are two more clerks sorting medicines.

It seems that Xie Ping is indeed ready to stay in Qingjiang for a long time.

Pi Yangyang couldn't help but admire that this old man was still so studious at his age.

Soon, a patient was admitted.

Xie Ping asked a waiter to pour Pi Yangyang a cup of tea, while he sat down at the consultation table and took the visitor's pulse.

He just listened for more than ten seconds, then wrote a prescription and handed it to the patient.

"Go and get some medicine. It will only take three days."

The patient was in his forties, with a sallow complexion and a depressed look.

He took the prescription, said thank you, and then asked: "Miracle doctor, do you really only need to take it for three days? I have been to many hospitals, but they can't do anything..."

"Don't worry, you have an intestinal abscess and it will be smooth after three doses."

Xie Ping said with certainty.

The patient goes to grab some medicine and asks, "How much does it cost?"

The clerk flicked the abacus a few times and said, "A total of sixty-nine yuan."

Pi Yangyang couldn't help but his eyes flickered. He glanced at the prescription just now and knew that there were several medicines in it that were not particularly cheap.

But for three doses of medicine, Xie Ping only charged sixty-nine, which was probably the cost price.

It seems that he opened this medical clinic not to make money, but to truly save the world and serve the public.

He couldn't help but feel a little more admiration.

It would be up to him, Pi Yangyang, to think about it, and he might not be able to do it.

The symptoms of these patients in the queue are not particularly serious. Many have joint pain, asthma, or frequent dizziness, and several even have colds.

Xie Ping treats patients very quickly. For quite a few patients, he only takes one look and then makes a diagnosis, performs acupuncture, or prescribes medicine. Although he is very busy, he is methodical.

Soon, people lined up to grab medicine.

Pi Yangyang watched leisurely and couldn't help but nodded secretly.

This descendant of the Mysterious Medicine Sect has really good medical skills and deserves the title of the Master of Chinese Medicine.

An hour passed quickly, and there were not many patients outside.

At this moment, an anxious cry suddenly came from outside the door, "Quick, quick, please ask the miracle doctor to come and save your life..."

Xie Ping stood up suddenly, looked outside, and asked, "What happened?"

A young man rushed in, sweating profusely, and said anxiously: "Miracle doctor, please help my dad, he... he has a stomachache that he can't stand anymore..."

At the same time, there were bursts of shouts outside, which seemed like the man was in great pain.

Xie Ping grabbed the needle bag and walked outside, and Pi Yangyang quickly followed.

As soon as I went out, I saw two young people carrying a middle-aged man in.

The middle-aged man kept shouting in pain, his whole body was covered in sweat, his face was gray, and his lips were blue. His hands uncontrollably grabbed the arm of the young man who was lifting him, and he exerted so much force that his knuckles turned pale.

"Quickly, put him on the stone table over there..."

Seeing this, Xie Ping quickly pointed to the stone table under a large locust tree on one side of the yard and said.

The two young men quickly lifted the middle-aged man to the stone table. The young man who was grabbed finally broke the middle-aged man's hand off, and there was a big bruise on his arm.

Xie Ping came to the patient's side, stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on his chest and abdomen.

The patient suddenly screamed, "It hurts me to death... Ouch..."

Xie Ping pressed the sides of his abdomen and the lower abdomen respectively.

Every time he pressed it, the patient let out a scream of pain, and the cold sweat all over his body instantly soaked the stone table.

After doing an inspection, Xie Ping frowned slightly, turned around and asked, "How long has he been like this?"