For the next few days, both Luo Jiaying and Han Lang were busy, leaving early and returning late with great enthusiasm.
However, the Tianyi Pavilion never saw the same crowds as on its opening day. Although the reputation spread quickly, there were always more doubters than believers, as not everyone had personally witnessed Han Lang's medical skills.
"Brother Han Lang, there are too few patients coming to see us these past two days! Look at the Qingtian Hospital across the street; it's as bustling as ever, while ours..."
Luo Jiaying sounded a bit dejected.
Han Lang, who had been organizing prescriptions from the Shennong Tianyi memories on his computer, looked up from behind the screen when he heard Luo Jiaying.
"Xiao Ying, that's not the right way to think! Firstly, as doctors, we shouldn't hope for a lot of patients. Secondly, there are still nearly ten people every day who are willing to trust us. If this continues, I believe it won't be long before patients from Qingtian Hospital across the way will gradually come over. You don't need to be too anxious."
Luo Jiaying pouted upon hearing this, muttering.
"I'm not anxious! Why would I be anxious? It's not my clinic anyway!"
Han Lang sensed a hint of crisis in her tone and quickly tried to salvage the situation.
"That won't do! You are my lucky star. If you're not anxious, who will urge me on? Then my clinic will soon go out of business! You can't be like this; my clinic and I really need your help!"
Hearing that she was important and indispensable, Luo Jiaying's mood immediately brightened.
"It's good that you know your place!"
As she was speaking, someone suddenly walked in. Luo Jiaying was about to step forward to greet them, but Han Lang pulled her back. She looked at the newcomer with confusion, then at Han Lang, and asked in bewilderment.
"What's wrong?"
"Gou Xingzhi! An uninvited guest. No need to greet him!"
Before Han Lang could finish speaking, Gou Xingzhi's voice immediately reached them.
"I heard someone opened a clinic across from my hospital. I was curious about who was overestimating their abilities, and it turns out to be Mr. Han. My apologies, my apologies!"
Han Lang, of course, wouldn't let Gou Xingzhi gain an advantage in front of him, and immediately retorted.
"To think that even a small clinic would alarm Director Gou to personally investigate. It seems that Qingtian Hospital is in a precarious state internally!"
"Hmph, with your few broken tables and rotten chairs, do you think you can threaten Qingtian Hospital? Don't dream!"
Gou Xingzhi said, looking around. Finally, his gaze fell on the donation box.
"Oh, it says 'The physician's heart is benevolent, donations are at your discretion.' Mr. Han is indeed a virtuous doctor with supreme medical ethics. However, I wonder if a virtuous doctor can fill their stomach by eating the northwest wind. After all, your family is almost bankrupt! Hahaha..."
"Even if I eat the northwest wind, it's better than being your unscrupulous quack doctor!"
Luo Jiaying had long been unable to stand Gou Xingzhi's indirect insults, and immediately cursed him.
"I'm a quack doctor? Hahaha..." Gou Xingzhi burst into laughter. "As a quack doctor, I at least have a doctoral degree. Unlike some people who only have a junior high school diploma and come out to swindle people!"
"You..."
Luo Jiaying was furious. She knew, of course, that Gou Xingzhi was referring to Han Lang. Just as she was about to retort, she saw Han Lang say calmly.
"That's true! How can a swindler like me, a junior high school student, compare to a doctor with a doctorate? It's just that I accidentally cured a disease that the doctor couldn't cure."
Luo Jiaying felt instantly relieved upon hearing this and added.
"Exactly! What kind of doctor is a doctor who can't even cure a disease! Hey, I heard not long ago that some diploma-mill doctors don't even know what CNKI is! Uncle, is your doctoral degree also bought?"
The two of them exchanged barbs, and with Luo Jiaying's blinking eyes feigning an innocent expression, Gou Xingzhi's blood pressure surged.
"Hmph! It's impressive to be sharp-tongued at such a young age! I'll wait and see how your tiny clinic is going to bring down my hospital!"
Seeing Gou Xingzhi's enraged state, Luo Jiaying became even more spirited. She widened her eyes and pretended to be shocked, saying.
"Wow, diploma-mill doctor uncle, are your eyes red? Do you want our doctor to take a look? Don't worry, we treat everyone equally, donations are at your discretion, and we specialize in curing all stubbornness. Do you want to try?"
Hearing this, Gou Xingzhi was even more enraged, grinding his molars until they creaked.
"You sharp-tongued brat! I'll see what you use to stop the Han family from going bankrupt! Hmph!"
He then stormed off, and Luo Jiaying continued to shout after him.
"Please walk slowly, diploma-mill doctor uncle!"
"Next time, don't be so envious of everything you see; it's easy to get conjunctivitis!"
"If you're still unconvinced, you can come over for treatment!"
...
Although the two of them had their fill of verbal sparring, Gou Xingzhi's subsequent actions made them regret it immensely.
The very next day, Qingtian Hospital launched its so-called 'Nationwide Feedback' campaign. For one month, all medical expenses at Qingtian Hospital would be reduced by 20%.
Given Gou Xingzhi's standing in the medical community of Lecheng, coupled with Qingtian Hospital's years of accumulated reputation, Han Lang's clinic's business quickly declined by more than 50%.
Without a better platform and reputation, no matter how capable you are or how flexible your pricing is, you cannot gain the trust of patients in a short period.
Just as Han Lang and Luo Jiaying were feeling helpless, an unfamiliar phone call came in.
"Hello, is this the little miracle doctor?"
A pleasant female voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I... I am Han Lang. May I ask who you are?"
Han Lang didn't remember who the caller was, and his heart skipped a beat. Luo Jiaying was right there. What if he had caused some romantic entanglements a long time ago?
However, what the other party said next completely put his mind at ease.
"It's Wang Fang! Oh, right, little miracle doctor, you probably don't know my name. Do you remember the little boy named Tongtong you saved at Qingtian Hospital ten days ago? The one you told me to follow up with in ten days!"
Han Lang suddenly realized.
That was the second patient he had treated after obtaining the Tianyi inheritance. Although his goal at the time was only to humiliate the Gou family, it was also through this matter that he met Sun Liansheng.
"Oh! It's you! How is he? Has the child had any problems these past few days?"
"No, no, everything has been normal during this period!"
Wang Fang replied hastily, not daring to be negligent.
"It's just that tomorrow is the day for the follow-up visit. Little miracle doctor, where should I find you?"
"Tomorrow, after ten o'clock, bring the child to 'Tianyi Pavilion' opposite Qingtian Hospital. I've opened a clinic here!"
Wang Fang quickly agreed.
"Okay, okay, thank you, little miracle doctor. I'll see you tomorrow!"
"See you tomorrow!"