Take the hospital back to ancient times

Chapter 219 Preparing to Repay the Revenge Hall

Sitting in a carriage, Chen Buer passed by the entrance of the Gushengtang Medical Hall, where there were many patients.

Opening a medical center is "doing business". Just like the major industries in later generations, once capital is involved, it will immediately develop and leap forward, and the scale will double.

Gushengtang's ability to become the No. [-] hospital in Beijing does not mean that their medical skills are the best in Bianliang, but that they have the largest scale and the strongest hype ability.

What outsiders don't know is that Cui Miyuan and Prime Minister Cui's family actually own [-]% of the Gushengtang.

With the backing and support of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Gushengtang can develop boldly with confidence, expand the medical center, recruit doctors widely, supply a large number of medicines, and publicize everywhere. After using this series of tricks, it is difficult not to be famous.

Moreover, the three brothers of the Cui family were indeed highly skilled in medicine. Cui Wenren and Cui Wensheng were still standing after Cui Wenmao died.

As long as there are one or two famous doctors in a medical center, it will have the backbone. In the words of later generations, it will be a "discipline leader", academician level.

As long as Cui Wenren and Cui Wensheng are around, more patients will come to seek medical advice, and the income from consultation fees and medicine fees will increase.

In ancient and modern China and abroad, there is no exception. Opening a hospital and opening a pharmacy is a huge profit business, so the Cui family in Gushengtang, and the prime minister's mansion behind the Cui family have made a lot of money.

Although the Cui family was frustrated in the officialdom, under the leadership of the patriarch Cui Wenren, the mall is still very proud.

This kind of complacency, compared with the current collapse of the Chen family, seems very ironic.

Chen Buer didn't know it before, but now he knows it. It is obviously impossible for you to let him swallow this breath. Young people's tempers are full of grievances and grievances.

However, he understood that he had just made a big fuss in the north, and ordinary people didn't know about it. As a high-level executive in Dazhou, he must have known about it.

Although there is no evidence that Chen Buer did it on the surface, everyone has not thought of his unusualness for the time being.

If he got hotheaded and came to set fire to the Gusheng Hall, exterminate the Cui family, and the methods and weapons he used were exactly the same as those in the Xijin Mansion, then it would be a flaw.

And there is another biggest loophole, the bombing happened just after Chen Buer arrived at Xijin Mansion, and as a result, just after he returned to Bianliang, the whole family of Gushengtang was also bombed to the sky.

This is not Ming telling Huangcheng Si and Liufanmen to come and investigate him quickly, telling Liao Kingdom that the suspect has appeared, come and take revenge.

He has no brains, and he is not stupid to such a degree. This account can only be remembered temporarily, and it can not destroy his whole family. Today, I want to let the Cui family taste what it is like to be ruined.

The carriage passed Gushengtang without stopping, but continued to move forward, and came to the "Baihualou" not far away.

Baihualou is one of the largest brothels in Bianliang, with a maximum of four floors. If a person stands on the roof, he can almost see most of the east of the city, which is exactly what he is using.

As soon as Chen Buer got out of the carriage, Liu Guigong at the door ran over quickly: "Master Seventh, you are here."

The thin man flicked a silver bean to him casually, and Chen Buer smiled and said, "I didn't reward you last time, are you satisfied this time?"

Liu Gui publicly felt that his waist was almost bent to the ground:
"Thank you Seventh Young Master, Seventh Young Master, you are really a good person, please come to Seventh Young Master, girls, Seventh Young Master is here~~~~~"

With a crash, a large group of Yingying and Yanyan rushed out from every room in Baihua Building, and there was a sound of "Seventh Young Master, Seventh Young Master" everywhere.

Chen Buer walked over this way, hugging this, hugging that, very happy.

Then when he habitually came to the small stage in the middle of the hall, he was surprised to find that he didn't see Shui Ling, another girl who was singing a ditty at this time.

"Hey, where's Ling'er?"

Wan Shuiqing flicked the handkerchief: "Seventh Young Master, you are very smart when you first came, and you are not afraid of being jealous."

Chen Buer slapped her on the buttocks, "Oh, it smells so strong of vinegar, oh no, it's a peculiar smell. Is your lower body abnormal again? It needs to be cured."

"Hmph~~ Young Master Seven, you bully people."

Another girl next to her said: "Ling'er fell ill, I don't know if it's a real illness or lovesickness."

"Hehehe~~~"

A group of girls covered their mouths and laughed. The women in the brothel are delicate in their thoughts. They have seen that this young man has taken a fancy to Shui Ling, which made everyone envious of Shui Ling's good life, and lamented that he was a ruined body.

When Chen Buer heard that Shui Ling was ill, he became anxious: "What's wrong? Does it matter?"

"Don't worry, Seventh Young Master, Shui Ling's illness is different from ours, don't worry, it seems that he occasionally catches a cold, and his body is very hot, hey, Seventh Young Master, why are you running so fast?"

When everyone saw that Chen Buer was so concerned about Shui Ling's condition, they were really jealous.

Chen Bu'er didn't care what was going on in the hearts of these brothel girls, he only knew that Shui Ling was sick, and he had to go and see quickly.

Shui Ling lives in a small courtyard behind Baihua Building, next to Mama Fan's room. Although the mother and daughter dare not make it public, they still live together in private and accompany each other.

Chen Buer flew over quickly, and the guards of Baihualou saw that it was the seventh young master, and none of them stopped him, allowing him to reach Shui Ling's room smoothly.

When I got to the door, I heard coughing from inside. Chen Buer was so distressed that he pushed the door open all at once.

As far as the eye can see, the furnishings in the house are very simple, just a few ordinary furniture, and even the curtains are made of dark blue coarse cloth. Shui Ling is being supported by Fan's mother, feeding the medicine herself.

When Chen Buer broke in suddenly, the mother and daughter were shocked.

When Shui Ling saw that it was Chen Buer, his eyes lit up from his sickly expression just now.

Mother Fan was in a hurry:

"Ah, Young Master Seven, this is where servants live, how can you come here, besides, there are patients here, be careful to infect you, walk around, let's go to the front hall, to the building..."

While talking, he still wanted to push Chen Buer out.

Are you kidding, this is her daughter's boudoir, how can men come in and out casually?
Even if a brothel woman has no reputation in the eyes of outsiders, her biological daughter, she can't let outsiders gossip about her, saying that she is not serious, that she, a girl who has not left the court, meets men in the boudoir.

"Hey, mother Fan, don't worry, you forgot what I do? I'm a doctor, doctor, I'm here to treat Linger, what do you think?"

"Oh, is that so? You really have no other ideas?"

Chen Buer rolled his eyes: "Mother Fan, if you have an idea, that's one. I want to cure Ling'er's illness!"

After saying this, Mother Fan's heart softened. Thinking about her daughter who has been suffering from fever and cough for more than a month, she also felt very distressed. Now that this "miracle brothel doctor" is here, she will definitely treat her with all her heart.

"Then, the Seventh Young Master, you really can only treat illnesses. If you really love Ling'er, you can't act frivolously."

"Yes, yes, yes," Chen Buer became a little impatient, and walked quickly to Shui Ling's bed, and was a little stunned for a while.

I saw Shui Ling on the hospital bed, even if she didn't wear makeup, she even had a sickly face, but that beautiful face that was as soft as water looked even more delicate and moving.

Every time Chen Buer saw it, he would exclaim in his heart: What a disaster.

(End of this chapter)