Chapter 2822 Flattery

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Several teachers looked at each other and no longer doubted Ye Qingqing. Just a few pats made people sleep like pigs. This method could not be a liar, and his medical skills should still be very good.

After half an hour of Wuchen massage, the dean fell asleep and snored louder and louder.

A teacher woke up the director. He looked around blankly. He had slept so soundly just now. He hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time. However, he quickly came to his senses. His old face turned red and he cursed himself for being so rude. , how can you sleep in front of so many people!

And there are lesbians, which is so inappropriate.

"Director, please stand up and walk around." Ye Qingqing said.

The dean took a few steps obediently, his expression becoming more and more surprised. His waist was like an old tree sprouting new buds. It was so flexible that it was no longer like his old waist. It was as if it was loaded with clockwork. He walked as fast as flying and his body was light. Yan, I haven’t felt like this for many years.

"It's very easy, very easy. I can even play basketball, haha... you are really a miracle doctor!" The teaching director praised repeatedly, and Ye Qingqing's eyes showed more admiration.

He admires people with real abilities, but just now he judged people by their appearance.

Ye Qingqing smiled slightly and said, "Director, you are commended. You are not a miracle doctor, but you are slightly better than an ordinary doctor. Moreover, your waist injury requires continuous treatment. Just one massage is not enough. At least three courses of treatment are required. One The course of treatment is one month.”

"Okay, I'll go to Meng's Hospital to call you." The dean nodded repeatedly. As long as his waist can be healed, he will treat it for three years, let alone one year. This old waist will worry him to death.

"Director, you have a lot to do and your time is precious, so you don't need to go to the hospital to register. I'll teach Wuchen the massage method. Let her take the time to massage you. I'll prepare the pills and let Wuchen bring them to you. This will save trouble."

Ye Qingqing wanted to please, and he really respected a good teacher like the dean, so he didn't plan to make money from him. He wanted Wu Chen to be on good terms with the dean, so that if he did something wrong again in the future, he would be a little more considerate!

"That's good, I still have time to see a doctor." The dean was quite embarrassed, but his heart felt tight, and he was deeply ashamed of his previous dislike of Ye Qingqing.

"You are Teacher Wuchen, you can definitely bear it." Ye Qingqing's tone was sincere, which made the dean feel very happy.

At Ye Qingqing's insistence, the teaching director agreed to let Wuchen give him regular massages. As for the treatment fee——

"It is necessary to be filial to teachers without dust.

There is no charge for massage. As for the pills, just give me 100 yuan for one course of treatment, and 300 yuan for three courses. You can wait until the waist is cured before giving them. There is no rush now. "

Ye Qingqing originally planned not to charge a penny, but after thinking about it, it was not good, so she decided to be more restrained. The flattery should not be too obvious, and she had to be more reserved.

"How can it be one hundred yuan? It has to be calculated according to the hospital's charging standards. You can't let me make mistakes." The dean disagreed. He couldn't do anything against his principles.

Ye Qingqing's expression became more sincere, "Director, I won't hide it from you. One hundred yuan is the cost price of the medicinal materials. I don't want to make money from you. Just charge some cost price is enough. Besides, I don't make any money from treating other good teachers." As for the money, my husband mainly makes money, and I just pass the time by seeing a doctor, and I don’t rely on it to make a living.”

The dean of students was deceived by her, and because he was in a bad mood, he agreed as soon as he was in a good mood.

Ye Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief. She had flattered the giant Buddha. She looked at the other teachers and said with a smile: "I think other gynecologists and men's departments are also quite good. Do you want to take a pulse test?"