As Shopkeeper Huang finished speaking, Desheng brought a mahogany box over and handed it to Zhou Heng respectfully.

"You can collect it. This is the land deed and house deed of the clinic. After I woke up, I asked Desheng to hire the county magistrate. The land deed and house deed have been transferred to your name. I only have one request, that is, the staff of this clinic. I hope Mr. Zhou can continue to hire it. It is very difficult to take care of his family one by one."

Zhou Heng was really confused. The official contract had actually been changed. It seemed that Manager Huang was not polite to him.

But what did you do, why didn’t you give him first aid?

"Shopkeeper Huang, please let me"

Manager Huang shook his head, "Young Master Zhou should not refuse. I have limited knowledge and have been exhausted after running the clinic for decades. After experiencing this life and death, I suddenly realized a lot. The descendants of the Huang family have their own path. The clinic will either be closed or closed, or handed over to a person with superb medical skills."

Manager Huang paused, "After thinking about it, I still think Mr. Zhou is more suitable. I saved me twice. The medical skills are amazing. This is the most admirable thing. As for the brand of Xinglin Medical Center, I will not leave it. As long as this shop is still a clinic, isn't this a kind of inheritance?"

Having said that, Zhou Heng had nothing to say.

He understood that Manager Huang's family was not short of money or future generations, but the younger generation did not like this business, and he was exhausted and the clinic became a hot potato.

Zhou Heng was really moved. People said that he had reached this point, what could he do?

He walked to the bed and sat down, opened the first aid box, and directly lifted the mezzanine. A pile of silver notes were pulled out and handed directly to Manager Huang.

"I won't shirk the clinic anymore. You need money to recuperate and you still need life in the future. I only have so much money here. You can take it with you, don't shirk the price."

Manager Huang was stunned. Although Zhou Heng had excellent medical skills, he didn't look like a person with a strong family business, otherwise he would not have lived in Meiyuan for treatment for noble people. At least he had his own shop.

"No!"

Boss Xue glared and shouted, "If you ask you to take it, just take it. This is my son's reward for medical treatment. You should work hard, how much can you earn if you deal with a patient?"

In a word, the whole room was stunned.

Doctor Ma and Desheng were so surprised that they were so bad. That was a doctor and a robbery!

It costs 1,000 taels of silver to see a doctor at a time, but I think about what Shopkeeper Huang did just now. He also wants to give someone a shop worth 1,700 taels.

It seems that Mr. Zhou is not only young, but his medical skills are really unfathomable. If it weren’t for the magical skill of resurrection, who could have given me so much?

Dr. Ma sighed and thought about it carefully. The words of Boss Xue were really heartbreaking. He was busy with hard work. Every day, from opening an outpatient clinic to closing a business, he might earn very limited money.

But I couldn't envy this. At that time, he was right beside him. Mr. Zhou's first aid method was beyond his reach. No one could match him. Whether it was to give medicine in blood or blow and suck it through the chest, there must be some reason. But he hadn't figured it out yet. Since Mr. Huang spoke, it would be good that he could stay.

At this time, Manager Huang stared at Boss Xue's gaze and looked at Zhou Heng.

"This is true?"

Zhou Heng rubbed his nose and glanced at Boss Xue. This guy really didn't know how to keep a low profile. It was so embarrassing to say this in front of him.

"Take it seriously, if Manager Huang doesn't abandon me, I will call you Uncle Huang. You have been busy all your life, don't think about not revitalizing the foundation left by your ancestors. You can live your life at this age. Whether it's hard work or starting a business, it's all for your children and grandchildren to do it. You should retire."

Manager Huang laughed and chatted with Zhou Heng for a brief moment. Not to mention that this person has his own theory, his heart is also much more open.

"Retirement, retire and relax without asking about children and grandchildren. Well, it seems that Mr. Zhou is right. It's me who is stubborn, so it may be a good thing to let go."

Zhou Heng nodded, "Okay, I want to check it out for you."

As he said that, Zhou Heng began to check Manager Huang's eyes. At this time, the size of his pupils did not change much from before, and Zhou Heng felt relieved.

As long as the intracranial bleeding is controlled, other problems are not a problem. The heart and blood clots can be treated later, and these can be done with drugs.

"Fortunately, the bleeding was stopped. For the time being, this is the best news. Our next step is to quickly let the hematoma and seepage absorb. The faster the absorption, the greater the possibility of recovery. You will need to get three days of injections and stay in bed for at least half a month to try to move your fingers and toes."

Manager Huang looked at Zhou Heng. He didn't say much, without bragging or praise. He just told him in a casual manner, explaining his illness clearly, but instead made him feel very open and he knew how to cooperate.

This is how people are. Suddenly, others will tell you professionally what you want to do and you can survive. There is something to hesitate about, and you will be done as you do. It is much more effective than not knowing anything, just blindly comforting.

Hearing Zhou Heng's orders, Manager Huang lowered his eyes slightly, focused his attention, and tried to move his fingers by himself.

The left hand movements are still very flexible. In addition to the wrist, the thumb and index finger of the right hand just shook for a while, and then the movements are gone, and the toes are the same.

Zhou Heng raised his eyebrows, smiled at Manager Huang, and said:

"It's very good. Before, the wrist could be shaken, but now the thumb and index finger can move. After bleeding and absorbing it later, the recovery will be better. Then I will leave today and come to take medicine for Uncle Huang early tomorrow morning. Let Dr. Ma and Desheng take care of you in the next two days. Others will temporarily close the clinic and count the medicine and goods. Can this be arranged?"

Manager Huang nodded, "It's best, but you can leave quickly."

After leaving the clinic with Boss Xue, Zhou Heng was a little annoyed as the donkey cart swayed. Why did he send such a huge sum of money so easily? He glanced at Boss Xue.

"Why don't you stop me? A thousand taels of silver are gone."

Boss Xue put away his whip and glanced at Zhou Heng.

"Shopkeeper Huang looks so pitiful. He picked up the three generations' signature by himself. He also needs to give him some compensation based on this. Besides, it is too easy for you to make money when you see a doctor."

"What's the reason?"

Zhou Heng suddenly paused, stared at Boss Xue with his eyes widened, and slapped him on the head.

"Wait, it's all you revealing my true feelings. Manager Huang also borrowed 200 taels of silver from Meiyuan. This is not paid. You are going to show off your hero. Come on, you can bear the 200 taels."

Boss Xue was stunned. This was really the case, but when Zhou Heng said he was holding it, he instantly opened his eyes and covered his pockets.

"I have no money, no one."

Five days later, with continuous infusion and drug treatment, Manager Huang's body also improved. Although the movement of the limbs on the left was limited, his fingers could be simply flexed and stretched, and his speech was much more powerful.

After some discussion, Manager Huang decided to go home to recuperate. The outside of the clinic was too noisy and he couldn't sleep well. Zhou Heng agreed with this.

Desheng and Dr. Ma hired two carriages and took Manager Huang and left with them.

Looking at the carriage and horses that were leaving, Boss Xue sighed.

"Leave?"

"Let's go, take this post and go to the yamen."

Boss Xue was a little confused, "What are you doing in the yamen? I don't want this shop anymore?"

Zhou Heng's cheeks shook and he raised his chin to Boss Xue.

"There is a letter below the post. If you send it, someone will hand over the things to Lord Liu, and then someone will naturally come over."
Chapter completed!