C11 (1/2)

The price of the Thirteen Needles of Buring Sun was Master and Junior Master, Chen Mo could make a discount once in a while, but he could not do it every time.

It wasn't that he was greedy for money, but the consumption of this needle technique was quite large. The price was already quite fair.

Furthermore, his tuition fees had yet to drop when he came to study this time!

He didn't know how much money it would cost to study in a university. Adding on his living expenses and all sorts of other things, the financial pressure he felt wasn't small either.

”Brother Chen, if that's the case, does that mean that you only need two thousand yuan to treat my illness?” An Qingya asked uncertainly.

Chen Mo nodded, ”This is how the medical fees are calculated. ”However, during this period of time, you must eat well and drink well. You must take care of your health and recuperate well. It should be quite a large sum of money if you are to calculate it.”

At this moment, the broadcast of the train arrived.

Chen Mo tidied himself up a bit, and then said to An Donghu and his wife: ”If there aren't any other issues, this medical fee should be settled a bit!”

As if he had just awoken from a dream, An Donghu said to his wife, ”Hui Lan, take the money.”

Liu Huilan took out her wallet, took out four red bills and handed them over hesitantly.

Chen Mo took the hand, skillfully shook it, and rubbed it again.

Oh, a new tycoon's gold!

After he finished counting, he patted his pocket and realized that there was less than 30 yuan left. He couldn't find any zeros.

This was f * cking embarrassing!

”Sorry, I don't have any change!” Chen Mo said in embarrassment.

”Ugh …” No need, no need, Dr Chen just need to charge according to the original price, there's no need to discount! ” An Donghu quickly waved his hand.

”How can that be!” Chen Mo evaded.

”Yes, yes.” Without waiting for Chen Mo to reject, An Donghu continued to speak: ”Oh right, Dr Chen, it's almost time for dinner, after we get out of the car, how about we go have a meal together?”

Chen Mo subconsciously wanted to reject it, because he still had Erya's big steamed bun and hot soy milk that he did not drink.

An Qingya also said, ”Brother Chen, let's eat together! In any case, I'll still need to see you in the future, and we'll be classmates for the next four years! ”

After saying all that, Chen Mo nodded and agreed.

The group walked out of the infirmary. An Donghu's family took their luggage, Chen Mo also got off the car, and chose a restaurant nearby.

In the restaurant, An Donghu ordered a big table of dishes and even wanted to order a few bottles of beer.

Originally, he wanted to order some white spirits, but Chen Mo made clear that he was not good at drinking wine, so An Donghu could only take a step back and order some beer.

”Dr Chen, thank you so much for this time. If not for you, who knows how much more suffering Ya would have to endure, let me toast you. ”

An Donghu raised his wine cup and said boldly: ”I'll do it, you can do it!”

With that, An Donghu gulped down the large cup of beer. His expression did not change, and with one glance, one could tell that he was a wine hero.

Chen Mo did it.

When he said that he couldn't drink, he was only pushing it away. During Mount Qingxia, he drank with the two old men quite a bit.

However, they drank all kinds of self-brewed medicinal wine. It did not harm the liver or the stomach, and drinking too much would strengthen the body. Only then would it be considered nourishment.

After drinking a cup of wine, Liu Huilan also came to toast.