Zhou Chen nodded: "Go to the acupuncture room and lie down."
Zhou Chen doesn't have a good impression of Li Nanai.
After all, patients with cervical cancer are basically women with chaotic private lives and who are not disciplined.
Seeing that she has a camera specifically for shooting videos, she must be a so-called short video blogger.
Post some borderline videos, then start a live broadcast, and then do something with the top guy on the gift-giving list.
Li Nanai looks cheerful on the surface, but she is also very sharp-minded. After noticing Zhou Chen's attitude towards her, she became less talkative.
"Thank you, little doctor, I'm not as bad as you think!"
After saying that, Li Nainai left in a somewhat depressed mood.
Zhou Chen remained unmoved and continued to treat the next patient.
The next patient was wearing a gold necklace, a gold bracelet, and a gold ring, looking like a nouveau riche.
He didn't wait in line until it was his turn, but cut in line directly.
"You're the miracle doctor my mom was talking about. How come you're so young? How good can your medical skills be?"
He was holding a bag and wearing a pair of sunglasses, with an expression of disdain for Zhou Chen written all over his face.
Zhou Chen took a look at him, and with a quick scan of his spiritual sense, he understood the man's condition clearly.
"You have mid-to-late stage lung cancer. You can live for two more years at most."
Wang Qiang's heart sank. He swore that he had never seen this young man before, but he could tell him his illness in one sentence.
"Did my mother tell you?"
Zhou Chen picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. "I can cure your cancer and let you live for decades like a normal person. But before I start treating you, I'd like to ask how much you are worth."
Wang Qiang sneered: "You, a brat, are the only one who can cure cancer? You should ask your elders to come over!"
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