Yang Muxue's words made Zhao Wenxiang stunned.

Subconsciously, I felt that this woman was crazy.

One tael of silver per month, so many people can’t earn this number in half a year.

She actually said she refused and refused. Wasn't she afraid of losing such a good job because of her arrogance?

After searching for a long time, I found my voice and asked in a cold voice.

"Miss Yang is very confident, but why do I believe that you can bring such great benefits to our clinic?"

"Besides, just relying on Li Dazhuang's words is not enough to make me feel that your medical skills are truly unmatched. Our Shunchang Medical Center is not a fool who does good deeds and gives money to others for nothing."

Yang Muxue smiled slightly, but her tone was filled with the arrogance of being a genius of the medical family.

"Zhengma Zhao, my medical skills are indeed unmatched. If you don't believe it, we can try it. After all, I can understand your difficulties."

"It seems that Miss Yang is very confident, so let me see Miss Yang's ability. The day before yesterday, a patient came to our clinic."

"All the doctors in the clinic have no choice but to make him less painful and spend the rest of his life. I wonder if Miss Yang has the ability to save that person's life."

"But please give it a try."

Until Zhao Wenxiang came out from behind the screen.

I realized that this man looked like a weak willow and Fufeng.

There is no slight majesty at all.

No wonder I found a screen to cover it.

Li Dazhuang, who was waiting outside the door, saw the two of them coming out, secretly approaching Yang Muxue's side and asked in a low voice.

"Miss Yang, have you agreed?"

Seeing her shake her head, she became a little anxious on the spot.

If such a talent is cheated by another clinic, it will be a loss to Shunchang Medical Center.

Thinking of this, I wanted to rush to Zhao Wenxiang and beg for a few.

Before she could step away, she was pulled back by Yang Muxue.

"Nothing is going to happen, I'm just fighting for a more appropriate reward."

After wandering around for a long time, I saw the patient mentioned by Zhao Wenxiang in a separate room.

The room was dim, although the air was still relatively circulating.

But in winter, it's still a little wet.

Seeing this environment, Yang Muxue subconsciously lame her eyebrows.

"You just put him here?"

Zhao Wenxiang was helpless and spread his hands.

"There is no way to do this. Even this house was finally cleaned up and the air was circulated as much as possible."

She could understand that she could not compare to the modern and perfect medical system.

However, this situation will inevitably lead to the consequences of difficulty in recovering from the patient.

"This person is named Yang Guangquan. When he fell during the autumn harvest, his leg was accidentally cut. He didn't pay attention. Unexpectedly, when he came to the hospital after he reacted, it was too late. The wound had completely worsened and there was inflammation. He could only take one step at a time."

Yang Muxue carefully checked the wound on Yang Guangquan's leg.

The wound was completely inflamed and swollen, and pus began to flow, and the entire right leg was swollen.

And, there are symptoms of fever.

I didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seeing that her face was not very good, Zhao Wenxiang did not laugh at her, but instead felt quite heavy.

"Actually, I don't want to make things difficult for you, but I always feel that this person can be saved. Of course, if you change your mind now, one tael of silver per month, the gate of Shunchang Medical Center will be open to you at any time."

"Zheng Zhao, I can save this person, but I just want to ask one thing, will this man, his family situation interfere with my follow-up treatment of him? After all, you also know that doctor-patient disputes are quite difficult to deal with."

"Dare you ask the girl, what does a doctor-patient dispute mean?"

Hearing his question, he felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

Haven't been in this world for long, many of the past habits are quite difficult to change.

"Doctor-patient disputes are the conflict between us and our patients."

Zhao Wenxiang nodded in a clear understanding and then explained,

"Yang Guangquan is only alone. He is so old that he doesn't even say a wife, so you don't have to have too much burden. Just get his consent."

I asked Li Dazhuang for a bowl of water and simply moisturized Yang Guangquan's dry lips.

He came to his side, and although his voice was soft, he had an inexplicable ability to convince people.

"Yang Guangquan, right? Do you want to survive? I can make you survive, but you may lose your right leg. Are you willing to believe me?"

When Yang Guangquan heard that he could survive, he trembled all over excitedly.

Even the fragile wooden bed made a "squeak" sound.

However, when I heard that I was about to lose my right leg, I was instantly stationed.

In ancient times, sound legs and hands were the guarantee of a good life.

If you lose it, you can't do many things.

It is undeniable that he hesitated.
Chapter completed!