Best Peach Fortune Village Doctor

"Have you brought your resume?"

Yao Ping'an's face was expressionless, there was no pity in his eyes, and there was even a bit of mockery.

"You come to apply for a job, don't you even have a resume ready?"

Hearing the mocking tone, the sick young man couldn't help feeling a little more angry, his hunched back slowly straightened up, and without saying a word, he took out his resume from his bag and put it on the table.

When he raised his head again, he saw the young man looking at him with a smile, his eyes full of approval and admiration.

He instantly understood that the other party didn't intend to mock him, but just stimulated himself to puff up his chest like a human being.

Yao Pingan smiled and looked down at his resume.

"Zhang He, 43 years old..."

The front of the resume was pretty normal, but when he saw the resume below, he was shocked.

A certain hotel department manager, a certain hotel chain manager...

Yao Ping'an's eyes were blinded by a series of title resumes.

He just wanted to give the man in front of him a little hope just out of compassion, but he didn't expect that the other man's resume was so impressive.

Will the resume be fake?

Yao Ping raised his head, frowned and looked at the sick man.

The sick man seemed to know what was going on in his heart, and said a little excitedly:

"The resumes are all true. I have been in the hotel industry for nearly 20 years, and my performance is considered top-notch in the industry.

Don't worry, as long as you give me a job, I will do it well.

My health is fine, and working overtime for three or four hours a day is not a problem, even if..."

Speaking of this, he hesitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth: "Even if I die in the company, I will definitely not blackmail you for a penny."

The man couldn't help but said: "Don't listen to his nonsense, don't look at what he is saying now, if he is really dead, it is not up to him whether to extort money or not."

Someone echoed, "If he dies in your hotel, it's bad luck even if he doesn't extort money. You must never let him enter your hotel."

Zhang He blushed excitedly and had a thick neck, arguing with his neck stuck up:

"Boss, don't listen to their nonsense. I swear, I will never steal your money. I... I can sign the life and death certificate."

"Haha, you're just looking for a job, and you actually swear, isn't it embarrassing for you?"

"He looks like a dog, haha..."

Zhang He clenched his fists tightly, and on his haggard face, the two scarlet eyes were particularly eye-catching, looking a little scary.

Seeing this, those people immediately shut their mouths.

One of them seemed to feel a little ashamed, and said angrily:

"What are you looking at, want to hit me? If you have the ability, try to touch me."

Yao Pingan glanced at the man coldly, and said lightly:

"If you don't want to be blacklisted by the talent market, get out early, or I will sue you for causing trouble."

"you……"

The man's expression changed, he snorted coldly, and stopped talking.

Everyone else quickly shut up too, being blacklisted by the talent market is no joke.

Either they are not going well at work and come here to try their luck.

Either high or low is not enough, and I feel that I am an unborn talent, and those small companies are not worthy of my talent.

So I spent all day in the talent market, hoping that "Bole" would have the insight to recognize the bead and earn himself under his command.

If they were blacklisted by the talent market, they would lose even their last hope.

Yao Pingan ignored them, but looked at Zhang He carefully, frowning sometimes, sometimes soothing, and finally fell into deep thought.

Zhang He was going all out, even if he lost face, it didn't matter, but when he saw it like this, he suddenly became nervous.

Yao Ping'an suddenly raised his head and waved at him: "Sit down and stretch out your hands."

"what?"

Zhang He was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help wondering whether this young man had some bad habits, but after thinking about it, he found it impossible.

With my current image, even a slightly normal dog would look down on me, and it would be even more impossible for a human being.

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief, sat obediently by the table, stretched out his hand, and then looked at Yao Pingan with some doubts.

He found that the young man in front of him put his fingers on his wrist, as if he wanted to feel his pulse?

Could it be that he also has medical skills?

Such a young man who runs a hotel...

Could it be a liar?

Zhang He has been around for many years and has seen many tricks to deceive people, so he immediately became extremely vigilant in his heart.

The onlookers were all stunned when they saw this scene, and looked at Yao Ping'an in a dazed manner, their eyes full of suspicion.

Yao Ping'an was unmoved, feeling Zhang He's pulse while frowning in thought.

Judging from the pulse condition, it should be spleen and kidney yang deficiency and excessive water vapor, which is the so-called chronic renal failure in Western medicine.

However, Zhang He's condition has reached the end stage of chronic renal failure, commonly known as the stage of "uremia".

According to the theory of Western medicine, in Zhang He's situation, he either needs to undergo kidney transplantation, or he should eat and drink, and don't take things to heart.

In other words, if you have money to replace your kidney, you can wait to die if you don’t have money.

Unfortunately, Zhang He is currently waiting to die, so when he saw Yao Pingan actually checking his own pulse, he couldn't help feeling mixed emotions.

"There is still help."

Zhang He couldn't help laughing secretly when he heard the words, and said "Sure enough".

This young man is indeed a liar!

He has been ill for several years and has seen countless Chinese and Western medicine.

Those who said he had hope of recovery were mostly liars, and the rest condemned him to death.

This young man in front of him is also a liar, right?

After all, he was too young, and he was still a hotel owner, so how could he be good at medicine?

He looked at Yao Ping'an with a half-smile, showing big yellow teeth.

"Yo, I met a miracle doctor, so tell me how to save me? Or... how much money do you need to save me?"

Looking at his expression, Yao Pingan immediately understood that the other party regarded him as a liar.

He looked Zhang He up and down, and then said a little funny:

"Look at you, you can't even get 200 yuan now, can you?"

Zhang He was stunned. Yesterday he just transferred the last 200 yuan to his daughter, and now he is indeed penniless.

Yao Ping'an continued: "Then tell me, what else is there for me to lie to? Your kidney?

A kidney in the late stage of chronic renal failure does not even feed dogs. "

Zhang He was stunned for a moment, he knew that he was wrong, and he was wrong too much.

He decided that Yao Ping'an was a liar, but he forgot about his own situation.

The current him, not to mention being poor, and the organs on his body have long been dilapidated due to long-term illness, even if they were given away for free, no one would want them.

Such a self, what else is worth being deceived by the other party?

And he suddenly realized that he didn't say what disease he had from the beginning to the end, but Yao Pingan accurately said "end stage of chronic renal failure".

Zhang He's face turned red quickly, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Until now, he finally realized that he had misunderstood Yao Ping'an, and that the other party sincerely wanted to treat him.

And...he seems to say that he can still be saved?

Zhang He was stunned suddenly, and looked at Yao Ping'an in disbelief, "I... am I really saved?"