Chen Fan joked, "Director Zhang, aren't you afraid that the person who reported me will find out I'm still seeing patients at your place and cause trouble for Longgang Hospital?"
Zhang Chongshan immediately laughed, "No one dares to cause trouble for my Longgang Hospital. You can come and see patients with peace of mind."
"Alright, I'll head over now." Chen Fan had nothing else to do, so he readily agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Fan drove towards Longgang Hospital, sending a text message to Zhou Xuemeng at the same time, informing her that he was on his way.
About half an hour later, Chen Fan arrived at Longgang Hospital.
Since the news of a miracle doctor specialist appearing at Longgang Hospital spread, the number of patients at Longgang Hospital had noticeably increased.
As he was about to enter the outpatient building of Longgang Hospital, a man in his thirties standing outside the entrance smiled at Chen Fan and asked, "Handsome guy, are you here to see a doctor? Do you want to see the miracle doctor specialist at Longgang Hospital? I have a number, just got it."
"You have a number?" Chen Fan looked at the man with some confusion.
The man quickly took out the registration slip in his hand and waved it in front of Chen Fan, "See? This is a surgical specialist registration slip. This is for that miracle surgical specialist. You know, this specialist is elusive, and it's rare for him to be seeing patients again today. Such a number is hard to come by. Do you want it? I'll give you a good price."
Chen Fan suddenly realized that the person in front of him was a scalper.
He hadn't expected to be targeted by these people after only seeing patients for one day. He then asked, "How much is this ticket?"
The man held up five fingers.
"Five hundred?" Chen Fan probed.
The man looked Chen Fan up and down in surprise, "Handsome guy, are you looking down on my job, or looking down on this specialist?"
"This ticket is fifty thousand!"
"What? Fifty thousand?!" Chen Fan was also startled by the man.
"Handsome guy, don't think it's too expensive. You know, this specialist is called a miracle doctor! There's no illness he can't cure. Any difficult and complicated disease that comes to him is cured with medicine. A friend of mine's father had a terminal illness. Guess what happened after he took the medicine?" The man spoke with an exaggerated expression, vividly recounting the story.
Quite a few passing patients and their families also stopped, listening to the man's narration.
"What happened?" Chen Fan asked.
"Did your friend's father's illness get cured?" a patient asked impatiently.
The man glanced around with a smug look and then said, "Do I need to say? After taking that miracle doctor's medicine, my friend's father is now full of vigor, not like someone who was sick at all. And yesterday afternoon, he went for a physical examination, and all the results were normal! What do you say this is if not a miracle doctor?"
Wow!
Many people present were astonished.
"I also heard there was a miracle doctor specialist here and rushed over from another place, but he wasn't here for several days."
"Yeah, who isn't? I've been here three times, and the registration desk is crowded every day, trying to get a number for that miracle doctor."
"I don't know if that miracle doctor is here today. I don't have much time left. If I don't see the miracle doctor again, I'll probably have to go back and prepare for the funeral."
Many people present were sighing.
"Are you all here to see a doctor?" At this moment, a glint flashed in the man's eyes.
"Yes, we're all here to see a doctor." Many people nodded.
The man said, "Alas, you're all a step too late. That specialist is seeing patients at the hospital today."
"What? That specialist is at the hospital today? He wasn't here when I came this morning," a patient exclaimed.
"That was this morning. The hospital's registration desk just posted a notice that the miracle doctor specialist is seeing patients this afternoon, with a limit of one hundred numbers!" the man explained.
"What? Only one hundred numbers? Then they must be all gone by now?"
"I told myself not to go eat, not to go eat. Now look, the opportunity I finally waited for is gone just like that."
Everyone regretted it.
Seeing this scene, the man's lips curved into a smug smile, "Alas, seeing how difficult it is for you all, how about this? My condition isn't serious, and I know a few friends who have numbers at the front. I'll ask them and see if they can transfer their numbers to you."
"Don't these numbers require identification? Can they be transferred?" someone asked.
"Of course. Just say they are your family members, and that's it. As long as the illness can be cured, why bother with details?"
"Right, right, right, as long as the illness can be cured!" Many people nodded in agreement.
"However," the man said with a troubled expression.
"However, what?" everyone asked.
"As you know, they also want to see the specialist, and no one wants to give up their number," the man said, stroking his chin.
"Don't worry, as long as I can get a number, I'm willing to pay any price," a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes replied.
"Yes, money is just an external object. What is this money compared to life? Only living is important," someone else added fuel to the fire.
"This, how much are they willing to pay for this number?" asked a hunched old man.
"I think it's at least fifty thousand. I have one here. If any of you want it, I'll reluctantly part with it for you critically ill patients, and then I'll try to get a few more numbers for you," the man said with a righteous demeanor.
"Fifty thousand?!" Almost everyone gasped, shocked by the astonishing price.
"This is too expensive," the hunched old man lamented, having to give up on the number.
"Is this number real or fake? What if it doesn't work after buying it?" a woman questioned.
"I can accompany you the whole way. After all, it's registered under my name. What are you afraid of?" the man replied.
"Okay, I'll take this number," the woman said after hesitating.
"Are there any other numbers? I want one too!" People have a herd mentality. Seeing someone buy, they all became eager to try.
"Don't worry, yes, yes. Everyone line up, I'll contact them now and ask them to give their numbers to you," the man replied excitedly, nodding repeatedly.
The man took out his phone from his pocket, opened the QR code, and was about to have the woman pay.
"Wait a moment." However, at this moment, Chen Fan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.
The man looked at Chen Fan with an apologetic expression, "Handsome guy, I'm really sorry. Look, they are critically ill. Let's wait a bit. You can leave your phone number, and I'll contact you in advance next time registration starts."
The man thought Chen Fan was trying to compete with the woman.
The woman knew Chen Fan had arrived earlier and quickly pleaded, "Handsome guy, my family member's illness is quite serious. Why don't you let me have this number?"