MTL - The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism-Chapter 1503 The poor monk is angry

Founder: "The donor, the poor monk is just an ordinary person, the donor does not need to do this."

"You are not ordinary, you are a living bodhisattva," said the old man excitedly.

Founder was helpless for a while, and could only let the monkey bring tea, let the old man take a sip first, and calm down his emotions.

When the old man slowed down, Founder said, "Door, why are you looking for a poor monk?"

The old man thought for a while and thought, "Fang Zheng abbot, my name is Wei Dabao, my family is in the mountain. Hey ... I came here for my wife. He had a bad heart. He got sick two days ago and went to the hospital. Almost gone ... "

Speaking of this, Wei Dabao's tears shed ...

Founder: "Can't the hospital cure it?"

Wei Dabao said bitterly: "The doctor said that after seeing the medical knowledge you left, although there are treatments, many things are still in clinical trials, and many drugs are also being explored for technical reasons.

In addition, the items that everyone has overcome are also scattered. The illness of my wife is just a problem that has not yet been overcome. At present, a more effective method is to build a bracket, but a bracket is the cheapest. Domestically produced ones also cost fifteen thousand, and imported ones cost twenty thousand or thirty thousand, or even 40,000 yuan. My wife needs three brackets. The minimum is 100,000 yuan ... I have sold everything I can sell at home ...

To be honest, I saw a lot of people going into the mountain this time, saying that it was to find the abbot of the Founder. I just came with the last hope.

If it is found, my wife still has hope, if not found ... hey ... "

Speaking of this, Wei Dabao sighed, "There is still a coffin board in the house, let's bury them together ... tired ..."

Founder heard this, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and said, "In the medical technique I left behind, all the technical difficulties of the heart stent are pointed. It is not a problem. Why is it still so expensive? Especially foreign ones are even more expensive than domestic ones. So much more expensive? "

Wei Dabao said: "No way ... I heard people say that people have technology and can sit on the ground and ask for money. Even if our country introduces zero tariffs, the price is ridiculous ... not only this kind of bracket, some of us have not yet The conquered medicine is scary and expensive.

Moreover, it seems that these medicines are more expensive to sell to us than to people in other countries ... And, I heard that prices are going to increase recently, do you say that they are not irritating? "

As soon as Founder heard it, he felt a anger in his heart rise instantly!

At the beginning, he stayed in medicine and didn't have many tubes. He just didn't expect that after two or three years passed, the medical treatment in the country had not made much progress. However, he can also understand that theory and practice are two different things. Many high-end medical products require equipment that is extremely precise. One step at a time, one step at a time, can easily cause other adverse effects.

When you can't save people, you will hurt them, and you will lose more than you pay.

This is done in China to be precise ...

But those foreign companies are too horrible. When China's domestic medicine is in short supply and the technology is insufficient, they will pit for China!

Really a ritual state of Huaxia, isn't there any anger?

Founder: "Donor, go and pick up your wife. Later, the poor monk will go to your house to help her cure."

"Ah? Really ?!" Wei Dabao screamed in surprise, and then exulted.

Founder nodded slightly, "Yes."

Wei Dabao was ecstatic. He didn't know where to put his excited hands. When he got up and left, he felt that something was wrong. He turned around and knelt down ...

Founder hurriedly stopped, and said, "The donor, even if you kneel, if you really thank the poor monk, say a few more good words about the poor monk."

"Good guy ... good guy ..." Wei Dabao shouted crying and laughing.

In the end, Wei Dabao grabbed the Founder, tears couldn't stop flowing down ...

Ten minutes later, after Wei Dabao left his address, he went out under the guidance of Red Baby.

As soon as Wei Dabao left, Fang Zheng's face became serious.

Broken lane: "You seem to be angry."

Founder: "Poor monks are not angry, poor monks are angry!"

"Uh, what's the difference?" Broke asked.

Founder Road: "Angry, just need to calm down, but anger, you must vent."

While talking, Red Baby came in again, but this time he brought a middle-aged man.

"Fangzheng abbot, hello, I'm a staff member on the GXSZF side. My name is Li Xuan. I'm glad to meet you." Li Xuan said.

The Founder folded his hands and said, "The donor is polite, the donor, the poor monk came to you with something to ask you."

Li Xuan said: "Although the Founder Abbot said that, in fact, the GXSZF side also allows me to keep in touch with you. Whatever you need, please mention it. As long as it is legal and reasonable, we will meet the master as much as possible."

Founder smiled: "The poor monk doesn't need anything, just want the donor to help bring a word back."

Li Xuan asked curiously, "What is it?"

Fang Zheng whispered a few words, Li Xuan was surprised at first, followed by ecstasy, followed by some bitter words: "Fang Zheng abbot, if someone said this to me, I would definitely call him a lunatic. But Since it was said by the abbot, I dare not guarantee anything. I can only convey these words intact. As for the failure, it depends on the meaning above. "

Founder clasped his hands together: "There is a labor donor, the poor monks believe that they should be happy to see this result ..."

Li Xuan nodded, remembered the phone number below, then got up and left.

After Li Xuan left, Founder's mood was also relaxed a lot.

After a while, Founder pulled the red baby over and asked, "How about incense money?"

As soon as Red Baby heard the money, his eyes smiled into a crescent moon, hehe laughed: "Much older! A boss smashed a **** on the salted fish. The salted fish was almost fainted ... I'm not afraid you'll hit him, he wants to go with others. "

Fang Zheng laughed: "This useless net worth, so you want to go away with some money ... But you can ask, if someone bids well, sell him."

"Master! I protest! I was beaten up with money in the front, and you even talked about selling me in the backyard!" Salted fish angrily.

Founder smiled awkwardly: "Just for the teacher, you see, God didn't hack me."

The salted fish looked up at the sky, and it turned out that there was no thunder, so he flattened his mouth and said, "Forget you to pass ... Master, I have to drink saliva. Sitting in front is just a living target."

After that, the salted fish ran to drink water ...

Founder was hiding in the backyard, and from time to time secretly ventured to see the situation in the front yard, watching the money more and more, Founder also laughed and opened the flowers.

Not long after, Founder's cell phone rang. Founder saw that it was a strange phone.