Chapter 231 Consultation Fees 1
Chapter 231 Consultation Fees 1
"Hey, shouldn't you pay your consultation fee?"
After Feng Qingqing finished speaking, she looked at the mother and son with a playful expression.
After hearing Feng Qingqing's words, Wu Bixia and Deng Wenwei were momentarily stunned and didn't react.
After a moment, the mother and son realized what had happened and looked at Feng Qingqing with disbelief.
His expression was as if Feng Qingqing had done something utterly rebellious.
Although paying for medical treatment is a matter of course.
But they're different!
They are Fang Guangmei's in-laws. She is just a nobody doctor. She should be grateful that she can treat them. How could she ask them for money?
To them, it was simply unbelievable!
Feng Qingqing sat in a chair in the living room, looking at their expressions, and couldn't help but find it amusing.
Are they some kind of extraordinary person?
But with her, no matter who they are, they can't be shortchanged by a single penny.
Wu Bixia's face darkened, and she remained silent. But her youngest son, Deng Wenwei, standing beside her, couldn't stand it and angrily said:
"You actually dare to ask us for money? Don't you even know who we are?"
Seeing his arrogant expression, Feng Qingqing, who had only planned to ask for two hundred as a token gesture, changed her mind. She felt that she couldn't make up for her mental distress today without at least five or eight hundred.
Not one to tolerate him, Feng Qingqing directly confronted him:
"I don't care who you are, you can't pay a penny less than what's due. Or are you trying to renege on your debt?"
Hearing her say that, Deng Wenwei was speechless for a moment. However, being young and impetuous, he felt a little embarrassed after being confronted by Feng Qingqing, and retorted:
"Fine, we'll give it to you. Do you think we need your little bit of money? Only you would value money so much."
Originally, Deng Wenwei thought that if the person introduced by his sister-in-law Fang Guangmei could indeed alleviate his mother's headache symptoms, he would be slightly grateful, even if he didn't say anything.
At least his sister-in-law did one thing right in this regard.
But now, the person his sister-in-law introduced was asking them for money, which instantly destroyed any good impression he had of Fang Guangmei.
He felt even more contempt for Fang Guangmei in his heart.
He secretly thought to himself, "What kind of people are these? They're asking for an exorbitant amount, and they look like they're dirt poor."
He was seething with anger, just waiting to go back and have a good talk with Fang Guangmei, his sister-in-law.
Seeing that Deng Wenwei had been coerced into agreeing, Feng Qingqing didn't intend to argue with him any further and immediately said:
"Two pulse checks plus four acupuncture sessions, totaling 800 yuan. Pay up!"
After she finished speaking, she waved her hand in Deng Wenwei's direction.
After hearing this clearly, not only Deng Wenwei, but also Wu Bixia were so surprised that their mouths dropped open.
800 yuan is a lot of money these days; many people can't earn that much in a year.
Moreover, they had received treatment in Beijing for many years before, and they probably hadn't even spent 800 yuan.
I didn't expect this girl to say so much right off the bat; she's really quite impolite.
They showed no mercy whatsoever, nor did they make any exceptions for them out of consideration for Fang Guangmei.
The girl only took her pulse twice and gave her acupuncture four times; there were no other oral medications.
Wu Bixia had taken the pills Fang Guangmei gave her a few times before. If they were effective, she would find them acceptable.
But now that she knows the pills exist, and this girl hasn't prepared them for her yet is charging such a high price, how can she not feel resentful?
Does this girl think they're easy targets?
But she was mindful of her status and unwilling to argue with the girl over money.
They gestured to their youngest son with their eyes to pay the money quickly so they could leave immediately.
But Deng Wenwei was unwilling; he couldn't let the doctor benefit for nothing.
In his opinion, this young girl, who had only had acupuncture a few times, was asking them for 800 yuan. It was too easy for her to earn money.
When Deng Wenwei was in Beijing, although he had a job, he relied on his family connections and only worked sporadically, so he was just a figurehead.
Most of the time, he spends his time eating, drinking, and having fun with his friends, so he values money very much.
If you gave him 800 yuan, it would be enough for him to live on for quite some time.
Therefore, after seeing his mother's eyes, he felt his heart was bleeding and he really couldn't bear to part with her.
Seeing that her youngest son hadn't made a move after she gestured for him to pay, Wu Bixia looked at him with some confusion.
Having no other choice, Deng Wenwei, his face stiff, could only step forward, take his mother's arm, and say as they walked out:
"Mom, wait for me at the door for a moment, so you won't get even angrier if you stay here. I'll pay right away."
Hearing her son say this, Wu Bixia also felt that it made sense. As she walked out the door following her son's hand, she glanced at Feng Qingqing out of the corner of her eye, snorted softly through her nose, and walked out of Feng Qingqing's house.
Feng Qingqing didn't stop them. She had just heard what Deng Wenwei said, and she believed they wouldn't renege on their medical fee.
800 yuan is a lot of money for an ordinary family, but for a family like the Deng family, it's not like they can't afford it.
However, this money is usually in the hands of the elders, and the younger generation may not have as much.
Take Deng Wenwei, for example. He not only spends all of his monthly salary, but also has to ask his mother for help from time to time.
Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to make a living.
Deng Wenwei helped his mother walk to a spot not far from Feng Qingqing's house.
He then rushed back to Feng Qingqing's house and found her still standing in the yard.
Now that he was away from Wu Bixia, he no longer hid his intentions, and looked at Feng Qingqing with a fierce gaze:
"Feng Qingqing, be sensible. Don't push your luck. You think you can take 800 yuan?"
Aren't you afraid of choking on your own saliva?
After saying that, he took out five ten-yuan bills from his pocket and threw them on the ground in the yard.
When Feng Qingqing saw his actions, a cold glint flashed in her eyes.
After throwing the money on the ground, Deng Wenwei scoffed and turned to walk out of the yard, as if Feng Qingqing was overestimating herself.
I stood there for a long time, watching Deng Wenwei's hurried figure.
Actually, she didn't originally intend to take the money.
But after what happened with Fang Guangmei, she suddenly realized that no matter who it was, they should never be lenient about what they were entitled to.
After all, a small favor is appreciated, but a large one breeds resentment.
Over time, some people have come to think that they can be summoned and dismissed at will.
She wasn't willing to be taken advantage of.
Especially when you encounter ungrateful people, it's as disgusting as swallowing a fly.
It's best to handle everything officially; otherwise, some things will really be hard to explain in the end.
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