Eight hundred yuan?

The family conditions of this group of patients are different.

Some are rich, some are selling houses, cars and money to see a doctor.

But when you get sick, especially a terminal illness, come to the hospital, everyone returns to the same starting line.

Money can last a lifetime, but it is very limited.

How many terminal illnesses have not been compromised yet?

These patients have known each other for several months, and are familiar with each other and have a very good relationship.

Every time someone goes for chemotherapy, other patients cheer up the person.

Some people have good chemotherapy, which is a hope for them.

In this case, there is no sense of class.

But even so, 800 yuan is an unacceptable price for some patients present.

Most importantly, why do they burn incense?

A man who was at least fifty years old, with shaved hair and a little reluctant to stand said, "Doctor Huang, can I...I can't go in?"

He didn't know what Dr. Huang meant.

What kind of profit do you have with the abbot of this Taoist temple and want to make their money?

However, they felt that Dr. Huang was not such a person.

After knowing each other for so long, they know Dr. Huang very well.

It was because they knew Dr. Huang that they felt uncomfortable.

Did even Dr. Huang change?

"We must go in." Dr. Huang was so serious that he saw everyone: "Today everyone must go in, and no one can be missing."

The patient's face was bitter: "Doctor Huang, I have no money anymore. In order to see me, my daughter had all the engagement partners and sold her house. I... I really have no money."

Some patients' families also questioned: "Doctor Huang, why did you bring us here? You might as well want to make money from us?"

"Everyone is talking about your kindness in Dr. Huang, how can you do such a thing?"

"What nonsense?" A patient cursed: "Who is Dr. Huang? We don't know what you are? You are talking nonsense here? The money for Lao Li's chemotherapy last time was Dr. Huang's help to crowdfund him. He wants to make money, so he needs to do this?"

The patient's family curled their lips: "Eight hundred yuan per stick is too expensive. Moreover, I have checked this Taoist temple, and the Internet is full of negative news. If you don't believe it, you can check it yourself. They all say that Taoist temples cheat people."

As he said that, the family took out his cell phone and found a news: "Hey, look, this couple came here two days ago. Look at how young the couple is, and they almost lost their money for meals. This temple is still lying to the young couple under the guise of burning incense to cure diseases. What is this not a scam?"

Looking at this news, the patients were also a little shaken.

"Dad, you forgot that we just came to the hospital and those medical care providers? What's the difference between that tourist just now and a medical care provider? Didn't we just want us to go in and spend money to burn incense? We have experienced this kind of thing and were deceived again. Isn't this an idiot?"

"Mom, what Xiao Liu said makes sense. Our family is not short of money, but we can't spend money on this aspect."

The young woman apologized to Dr. Huang: "Uncle Huang, we are not talking about you, I know too. You must have hoped that my mother and all the uncles will be well. I am so sick that I went to the doctor, but instead gave those liars an opportunity to take advantage of it."

More and more patients' families join the ranks of persuasion.

Dr. Huang looked at them and felt very tired.

He forgot these people.

This kind of thing is your affection and my will.

He brought it here in hope that they had a hope.

But now, it is opposed.

Of course he understood the ideas of these families.

If it were them, they would have questioned themselves.

"Teacher." Dr. Xu frowned and said, "Let me say it."

Anyway, there must be someone who sings a sarcastic face, and he now believes that Taoist temples must be useful.

Since that's the case, let him sing a sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcast

No matter what method is used, they have to go in and burn incense.

Dr. Huang shook his head and said to the patients: "Do you believe me?"

The patient said: "Of course I believe it."

"If you believe me, don't talk nonsense. Come in with me, everyone will burn incense."

"Uncle Huang, you can't do this..."

Dr. Huang said: "I don't have enough money and I'll help you with those who don't bring money. You don't have to pay it back. Now go in with me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the Taoist temple, not giving them a chance to choose.

Patients, look at me, look at you.

"What are you saying? Can Dr. Huang harm us?" A woman said: "Just just burn incense, just ask for comfort."

After saying that, I followed.

Other patients followed.

Dr. Xu also said to his patients: "Everyone goes to burn incense, if you don't have money, I'll pay for you."

When it comes to this point, they don't say anything anymore.

But some patients' families still feel uncomfortable.

A family member fell at the back and waited for everyone to go in and secretly beat Yao Yaoling.

"This Taoist temple..."

When the patients walked in, they suddenly felt that inside and outside the Taoist temple were obviously different.

But I can't say what's the difference.

I just feel an invisible solemn feeling.

Chen Yang saw Dr. Huang bringing people in and smiled at him.

Dr. Huang said: "Master, is the Temple of God of Wealth there?"

"Um."

"OK."

Dr. Huang led the patients to the Temple of Wealth.

The patients looked at Chen Yang and thought that this little Taoist priest was so handsome and tall.

The family members had no good feelings and looked at him with their eyes squinted.

They felt that Dr. Huang must have been attracted by the false propaganda of Taoist temples.

Otherwise, how can I explain that an expert from a hospital would come to the Taoist temple to ask for help from the gods?

It doesn't make sense or reason.

Chen Yang has long been accustomed to this kind of eyes and prejudice, and it doesn't matter.

He followed him and walked into the hall.

Dr. Huang saw that there were Taoist priests in the hall meditating.

"Please here." Chen Yang guided them to the Temple of Wealth...

A family member whispered: "Look at his enthusiasm, I guess I feel a smile in my heart. After all, so many fools have come to give him money."

Many people heard it, but no one spoke.

Chen Yang looked at the male family and smiled and said, "Does the donor burn incense?"

The male family member said, "I don't want to pay it, my dad pays it. A stick of incense is 800 yuan. My family is not short of money and it's not like this."

"Doesn't it?" Chen Yang laughed and said immediately: "The donor should just put a stick of incense in the donor. Tomorrow, the price of incense will be reduced to 200 yuan. If you don't get it, there will be no chance."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Huang and Dr. Xu were shocked.

They vaguely guessed something.

Perhaps, when the incense price is reduced, the Taoist temple will not have this effect.

"Do you have..." The male family member wanted to say that you had something wrong, but he still didn't say it.

He actually told himself so proactively that he would cut the price tomorrow and burn incense before the price cut.

Can Taoist priests today stop their greed?

The male family directly ignored his words.

However, just as the moment they walked into the hall, the family members suddenly felt very relaxed.
Chapter completed!