Little fairy doctor with holy hands

When Zhang Yuan prepared the medicinal ingredients just now, his back was turned to the two of them, so no one, whether it was the patient or Lin Dingxiang, saw what medicinal ingredients he had taken.

After a few more minutes, Zhang Yuan stopped the patient and asked him to spit out the cotton in his mouth. At the same time, he ordered Lin Dingxiang to get a glass of water for the patient.

The patient spit out the cotton, rinsed his mouth, smashed it a few times, and then looked at Zhang Yuan with surprise on his face.

"Doctor Zhang, what you said is indeed true! My tooth doesn't hurt anymore! It doesn't hurt at all! You are really a miracle doctor!"

Zhang Yuan smiled lightly and said, "You can't be called a miracle doctor. I just rely on my craftsmanship to make a living."

"This is the agreed five hundred yuan, Doctor Zhang, thank you!" The patient willingly took out the five hundred yuan from his pocket.

Zhang Yuan casually took the money and put it in the drawer, then pointed to the prescription on the table.

"I just helped you relieve the scorched fire, but there is still fire in your body that has not been cleared away. Only by taking this prescription for two days can the fire poison be completely eliminated."

With that said, Zhang Yuan asked Lin Dingxiang to get medicine for the patient.

The patient nodded repeatedly, "How much do these two pills cost?"

"These two sets of medicine count as one hundred for you! I'll give you a small amount!" Zhang Yuan said.

The patient took out another hundred and handed it to Zhang Yuan.

After Lin Dingxiang got the medicine for him, he thanked Zhang Yuan again and then left.

After the patient left, Zhang Yuan threw the hundred yuan into the drawer with a touch of joy on his face.

Today's business was pretty good, I made 600 in the morning.

If we have an emergency patient in the afternoon, our daily income can easily exceed 1,000!

Seeing Zhang Yuan sitting there drinking tea leisurely, Lin Dingxiang couldn't help but want to ask him about the prescription.

But when the words came to her lips, Lin Dingxiang gave up again.

So maybe the recipe is Zhang Yuan’s secret recipe?

If you ask Zhang Yuan directly, what should you do if Zhang Yuan misunderstands you?