sjar Chapter 107 Do you - believe me?
Chapter 107 Do you - believe me?
Madam Huang held Madam Bai's hand tightly, poked her head into the hall again, and asked Mu Qingqing tremblingly: "Mu... Mu Medical Immortal, can you, can they... can you really cure them?"
This was not only what Mrs. Huang wanted to know, but everyone present wanted to know.
Not to mention the imperial doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau, even the masters of Medicine King Valley and Divine Doctor Valley probably can’t cure those people inside!
Mu Qingqing glanced at the two of them and said arrogantly, "Of course! Otherwise, why do you think my consultation fee is so expensive?"
The consultation fee is not just expensive, it is simply astronomical!
Everyone was complaining in their hearts, but if they could cure the people inside, the consultation fee would really not be expensive.
If Mu Yixian can cure all the patients in the hospital, this consultation fee is just a drop in the bucket for the rich and powerful people in the entire Donglin Kingdom, no, the whole world! Money can't buy a long life!
Nonsense, this lady's main goal is to target the rich and powerful people in the whole world! I'm just waiting to kill those rich royal relatives, powerful officials and wealthy people.
After launching this wave of advertisements, are you afraid that those people who are desperate for money won’t take the bait? !
Lord Zhao was the first to bow to Mu Qingqing and said, "Mr. Mu, I would like to thank you in advance on behalf of the patient inside! You are such a good person!"
Mu Qingqing, who was given the nice guy card, said calmly, "Well, this external injury is easy to treat, but the most important thing is the psychological trauma. Mr. Huang, Mr. Bai, do you really mean what you promised in court just now?"
Everyone was thinking: How can this external injury be cured?! What a lie! Their bodies are already missing parts, how can we save them completely?
Huang bowed and said sincerely, "Of course! Don't even mention half of your fortune. If necessary, I will even sell everything I have for you!"
Mrs. Huang also nodded frequently to show her agreement, as if she was following the husband's lead.
If I can save those poor people inside, I will be willing to pay any amount of money! I can earn money again if I lose it, so I can redeem myself for the mistakes I made in the past.
The kind-hearted Bai Shanren said in a positive tone: "Doctor Mu, I will sort out half of the liquid funds of all my industries when I return. If it is still not enough, I am willing to sell my assets to atone for my sins."
Mu Qingqing shook her head slightly, her butterfly-like eyelashes fluttering gently, and her obsidian eyes said calmly, "That doesn't have to be the case! I'm not a cold-blooded person. Let's do this. Starting tomorrow, I will treat one patient every day in Anqi Hall. I will charge 10,000 taels of gold for each patient I treat. Remember, it's gold! No gold notes. As for the half of your fortune, I have a good suggestion. Do you want to listen?"
The two officials who regarded her as a deity nodded heavily: "Yes, I will listen! Yes, I will listen!"
Mu Qingqing's lips curled up slightly, as if she was smiling but not smiling, her temperament was outstanding and she chuckled, "This medical immortal said that in order to treat their inner trauma, they need an elegant environment isolated from the world. It just so happens that this medical immortal has such a place, suitable for them to live temporarily. As for the subsequent treatment, I will make different plans for each of them according to their situation. As for the expenses during the period..."
The lackey Su Yunhao quickly said, "Ten thousand taels of gold a month, no bargaining!"
Mu Qingqing looked at Su Yunhao with admiration, and the latter was so happy that he was jumping with joy.
The two officials nodded in agreement without saying a word!
Nonsense, now there is a chance to use this little gold
If I rely on them, wouldn't the chances of finding my son be greatly increased?
Two words: good value! Three words! It’s a real good value!
Mu Qingqing had her own plan for the victims: take them all to the Fanchen Courtyard. Set up a separate courtyard for them, and wait until they calm down a little bit, and then see if they are interested in being mentors or technicians there...
In short, those who are favored by Huang Ruhua are not ordinary people! They must have a special skill waiting for her to discover!
The most important thing at the moment is to give them psychological counseling first, otherwise after they have taken revenge, they may lose the courage to live!
Thinking of this, Mu Qingqing turned to Lord Zhao and the others and said, "Lord Zhao, I still have to provide psychological counseling for the patients inside. You guys go back first and do what you need to do!"
The implication is: Those who need to interrogate the criminals should interrogate the criminals, those who need to prepare gold should prepare gold, and those who need to repent should go home and repent...
Several people suddenly came back to their senses, looked at each other for a few times, and blushed with guilt. They bowed and said, "Thank you for your help, Doctor Mu. We will go back soon."
Not long after they left, they heard several "dong dong dong" sounds of kneeling from inside. Several men in tears faced the palace and kowtowed several times.
He choked up and said, "I have finally achieved my revenge! I have no regrets! But it's a pity that I have not been able to serve my country and I am now incomplete and useless. I feel so sorry for my family in this life, I will avenge them in the next life!"
A few thin, bookish men looked at each other and planned to commit suicide by banging their heads against the pillar.
Mu Qingqing screamed in her heart "Oh no!" and rushed in, giving those scholars a shot in the back of their necks.
I patted my chest in fear: Fortunately, fortunately, it's not too late!
The victims inside saw Mu Qingqing appear and looked at him with envy: they could have been like this handsome young man in front of them, wandering freely and unrestrainedly, or taking exams to gain fame and honors, and devoting themselves to the country until their death. But it's a pity that they are nothing now...
Only a mutilated body and decadent memories of the past are left...
What's the point of living?! Wasting food?! Or making a fool of yourself?!
A scholar is good for nothing! It's so true!
The victims nearby, perhaps also affected by the emotions of these scholars, also knelt down on the spot with no desire to live, staring blankly ahead...
Not only is my body dirty, my mind is also filthy, and even thinking about it makes me feel painful...
Mu Qingqing's clear voice rang in their ears: "I understand your feelings and your thoughts right now. But have you ever thought about your family - those relatives who love you and miss you?"
Seeing those people slowly coming to their senses, Mu Qingqing continued in an impassioned voice: "Death cannot solve the problem, it will only prove your cowardice and incompetence! Since you are not afraid of death, are you afraid of living?"
"But what else can we do if we survive?" a scholar asked weakly.
Mu Qingqing's red lips curled slightly, her smile was rebellious and frivolous, revealing a bit of evil, and she said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Who said that you are useless because you survived?! On the contrary, you who have experienced setbacks and hardships will have more endurance than ordinary people, and a more indomitable and tenacious spirit! You are the most precious talents in this world!"
"But... we are incomplete now, what else can we do?"
The man's eyes, which had just brightened up, dimmed again after this question: Yes! Now I am afraid even of myself! How about others...
"Haha," Mu Qingqing chuckled, her lips curved, her eyebrows and eyes were arrogant and frivolous, her spirits high, "If you are willing to believe me, I will heal your bodies. At least from the outside, you will look no different from normal people. Then, according to your strengths and advantages, I will make you unique warriors or capable people, and make you a strong person. Let those who looked down on you or bullied you look up to you!"
Mu Qingqing looked at them expectantly and asked loudly, "Do you----believe me?"
The twenty or so people who were originally depressed looked at each other and couldn't believe what they were hearing.
Being able to be like an ordinary person is already a fantasy! How can you become a strong person? !
Are we dreaming? Are there all kinds of things in dreams?
But why does it sound so exciting and heart-boiling?
Dreams—it’s impossible that we all dreamed them together, right?
Could it be that what I saw before my eyes was real? ! Is this humble gentleman before my eyes real?