Chapter 922 Remember to Pay the Medical Fee
They all looked at Qin Guozhi, waiting to get a definite answer from him.
Qin Guozhi thoroughly enjoyed the shocked looks of his friends.
He smiled slightly smugly and nodded, "That's right. Xiao Qi is the miracle doctor who cured my father's heart disease."
Zhao Chengbin and others: "!"
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Qin Guozhi's words were like a thunderclap, leaving everyone dizzy.
But before they could digest this shocking news, Xi Xiaoran, who had been drinking tea in a low-key manner, silently dropped the second big bombshell.
"Xiao Qi not only cured Uncle Qin's illness, but also cured my madness."
The gentle and low-key Mr. Xi would not say anything unless he did, but when he did, he would shock everyone in the room.
The expressions on Zhao Chengbin and the others' faces at this moment——
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...A man who had been possessed and crazy for more than twenty years was actually cured by a girl who was less than twenty years old!
Who would believe this if I told them?
The worldview of Zhao Chengbin and the others gradually collapsed, and their eyes gradually lit up as they looked at Ruan Qi.
People who have reached their status have power and money, but there are some things that cannot be replaced by anything else.
For example, life, for example, health.
And Ruan Qi's miraculous medical skills made him like a living ancestor to them.
He can even cure Old Man Qin and Xi Xiaoran. He is a real miracle doctor!
Zhao Chengbin and others were excited.
They stood up from the bed, roughly pushed Qin Qingdi aside, and surrounded Ruan Qi who was sitting next to Xi Jiu.
"Xiao Qi, I've been suffering from insomnia for the past few years. Can you help me figure out the cause?"
"Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, I've had alcoholic liver disease for several years, and it keeps coming back. Can it be cured?"
"My old man has a cerebral infarction. Xiaoqi, do you have any research on this?"
Several middle-aged big men who could shake up all walks of life in the capital by stomping their feet, were now like a few fools, surrounding the delicate little girl and talking incessantly.
Ruan Qi's head was buzzing from the noise, and she couldn't hear what they were saying after listening for a long time.
Seeing that her eyes were dazed, Xi Jiu's face darkened and he knocked hard on the coffee table with his fingers.
Boom!
The sound was not loud, but Zhao Chengbin and the others were startled.
They subconsciously looked at Xi Jiu, and when they met his cold eyes, they all shut their mouths.
Although in terms of age, Xi Jiu is their junior.
But when it comes to ability and strength, several middle-aged bosses feel a little insecure.
Especially Xi Jiu's ancient martial arts with great destructive power. He could twist their heads off with just a few moves of his fingers.
Although Zhao Chengbin and others have been friends with Xi Xiaoran for many years, they were somewhat frightened when facing this nephew.
They knew the situation well enough to shut up, not feeling at all that they were cowardly in fear of the younger generation's behavior.
The box finally became quiet.
A hint of satisfaction flashed across Xi Jiu's cold dark eyes.
He glanced at the elders and said calmly, "Come one by one."
Zhao Chengbin and others nodded immediately.
Xi Jiu paused, then added, "Remember to pay the consultation fee."
Zhao Chengbin and others: "..."
Xi Xiaoran: "..."
Well done, son.
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Under Xi Jiu's wise guidance, Ruan Qi helped Zhao Chengbin and others to check their bodies in an orderly manner.
These are some common problems among successful middle-aged people, such as alcoholic liver disease, lack of exercise, and more or less some minor health problems that are not fatal.
"Uncle Zhao, you should stop drinking. If you keep going, you'll develop cirrhosis of the liver. You know cirrhosis of the liver? It's irreversible. Just like cooked pig liver can't be made fresh again."
Zhao Chengbin thought about the cooked pork liver and felt a chill in his heart.
Ruan Qi finished scaring one person and turned to scare the other: "Uncle Sheng, smoke less. Your lungs are like a sponge corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid. If you don't quit smoking, not only me, but even the gods can't save you."
Shengkuang imagined a sponge corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid, and his heart trembled with fear.
"Niece, what should I do now? Besides quitting smoking, is there any other way to restore my health?"
"Yes. Eat a light diet, wear a mask when going out, and exercise more. As for other systemic treatments," Ruan Qi pulled out a business card from her small bag. "Daxian Specialty Store, traditional medical skills, absolutely no fake medicine. I'm giving you a friendly price, 20% off!"
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