There was a hint of impatience in his voice, "Grandma was worried that you would be late, so she urged me to come over."

The implication is that I was not willing to come.

Fang Tong was also afraid that he would be late, so he had no choice but to get in the car.

But this time, she sat in the back.

Li Sichen's eyebrows twitched, "You treat me as your driver."

Fang Tong just shook his head, "I didn't sleep well last night. I want to lie down in the back and take a nap, so I'll bother my brother."

After saying this, Fang Tong felt something was wrong.

elder brother?

This sounds like coquettishness.

She frowned and wanted to explain something, but she was afraid that the more she explained, the more crooked she would be, so she simply gave up and lay directly behind her, covering her head, and heard Li Sichen's muffled laughter in her ears.

When they arrived at the hospital, Fang Tong left the money and ran away as if running away.

Li Sichen took the dozens of dollars and felt a little want to laugh. He was really planning to draw a clear line with him.

He stopped at the entrance of the hospital for a while before driving away.

Today, there are still many people who are famous and come to see Fang Tong for medical treatment.

Fang Tong has hardly stopped since he sat in the consultation room.

"Dr. Fang, I have such a serious illness and you just prescribe this medicine to me? What can this medicine do? Are you trying to cheat me out of money?"

The man threw the prescription directly on Fang Tong's desk, frightening the patient who was seeing the doctor to tremble.

Fang Tong didn't even raise an eyebrow, and even comforted the patient first, "Don't worry, calm down, I will help you check your pulse."

The man said very unhappy, "Did you listen to me?"

Fang Tong still ignored him. When she was writing a prescription for the patient, the man was so angry that he took away her prescription list.

Fang Tong paused at the tip of his pen, raised his eyelids slightly, and gave him a look, "Put down my prescription."

"You didn't even answer my question!"

Fang Tong chuckled, "You're not sick at all. The medicine I gave you is a tonic for your brain. You're welcome."

The mocking tone fell on Wang Qian's ears, making him lose face. Was he scolding him for having no brains in front of so many people?

Wang Qian suddenly yelled loudly, "Don't ask her to see a doctor. I obviously have a headache and asked her to give me medicine. She didn't see what was wrong with me and just ignored me. She still scolded me. Where can I find such a doctor?"

Everyone was attracted and stared at the two people. For a moment, they couldn't tell who was right and who was wrong. They could only have the attitude of watching a show.

Fang Tong spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant tone, "People with headaches usually don't speak so aggressively and still find trouble with me. If you have nothing to do, please leave my clinic and don't delay the treatment of other patients."

"You obviously didn't diagnose it."

Fang Tong raised his eyebrows slightly, asking for advice humbly, "It turns out that my medical skills are not good. Just wait a moment, and I will ask our director, curator and doctors from the brain department to come over and take a look at it right away."

As soon as she finished speaking, she called Qin Yuan directly, as well as the director and seven or eight other doctors.

Wang Qian was stunned for a moment, "Actually, this is not necessary. You just need to admit that your medical skills are poor and apologize to me."

Unexpectedly, Fang Tongfeng said calmly, "That won't work. Since I am your attending doctor, I have to be responsible for you. If there is really some hidden disease that I did not diagnose and caused you to have an accident, I I will also blame myself very much.”

She looked worried, and everyone agreed, "Yes, let the doctor take a look."

Qin Yuan and Xiao Nancheng were the closest to Fang Tong and arrived soon. They both wanted to diagnose Wang Qian.

Wang Qian refused to give in and even said harsh words, "I don't have that much money for you to diagnose me."

Fang Tong smiled and said, "You don't have to pay."

Xiao Nancheng didn't know what was going on and asked Qu Nuannuan. After understanding it, he cooperated with Fang Tong and said, "Doctor Fang is right. Since you said she made a wrong diagnosis, we won't charge for the diagnosis again."

"Is it because you don't dare to let us diagnose you? Sir, I hope you won't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment."

Xiao Nancheng's voice was neither fast nor slow, but it seemed that he was going to delay Wang Qian.

While the two were arguing, the curator came with a group of key Chinese medicine practitioners from the hospital. They were generally over fifty years old and were all well-known in the medical field.

Someone muttered, "These are all famous doctors who have appeared on TV."

"With them treating this person, nothing can go wrong."

Amidst everyone's echoes, Wang Qian's face became increasingly ugly.

The curator stroked his beard, stared at Wang Qian for a while, and then said, "Let me take your pulse first. Fang Tong can make mistakes in diagnosis. I want to see what disease you have."

Wang Qian took a step back with an ugly expression.

Fang Tong said innocently, "Why don't you let the curator take a look? The curator's medical skills are thousands of times better than mine. He will definitely be able to tell."

The curator glanced at Fang Tong faintly and said, "You will wear a high hat on me."

Fang Tong stuck out his tongue playfully.

Xiao Nancheng added the last blow, "Mr. Wang, are you scared?"

Wang Qian's face turned dark when he was forced by so many people, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't go too far. There is no way to force a pulse check."

The passerby couldn't stand it anymore, "You said you have a headache, and now you're not allowed to get treatment, are you just pretending?"

"That's right. How can you slander a doctor like this? When he treats a disease and saves a patient, he makes a mistake?"

Everyone complained about the doctor.

Wang Qian could still maliciously slander him in front of the doctor, but when facing passers-by, he could only feel shame and anger. Under the pressure of everyone's words and words, his face turned pale and he wished he could faint.

Fang Tong seemed to know what he was thinking. He grinned and chuckled, "Even if you faint, we have so many doctors here, and one injection per person can wake you up."

The implication is, don't even think about fainting and running away.

Fang Tong almost interrupted all his escape routes.

Another doctor said, "Let's make a diagnosis quickly. I still have patients upstairs."

The old curator walked directly in front of Wang Qian and reached out to grab his hand.

Wang Qian's body stiffened.

The old curator frowned and said, "Mr. Wang, relax a little. Don't beat your heart so fast. It will affect your judgment."

After the old curator finished the diagnosis, he asked the remaining old Chinese medicine doctors to make a diagnosis.

A Chinese medicine doctor said, "You look very weak at first glance. You often stay up late and indulge in women, right?"

Xiao Nancheng also took his pulse and said after that, "The pulse is stable, it doesn't look like he is sick."

The old director said calmly, "I heard that you just said that Dr. Fang's medical skills are not good. Could it be that we old guys have also... their medical skills have deteriorated?"

Several veteran Chinese medicine practitioners were very modest, "Maybe they have really regressed. I don't see anything wrong with them."

"There are no hidden diseases either."

"Body is twice as good."

Even if everyone is slow, they still know what's going on. There can't be so many big names in the medical field who can't figure out what kind of disease he has, so there is only one result left!

Wang Qian is pretending to be sick! Deliberately looking for trouble!