"It's $10,000 for a bowl of decoction and several pieces of gauze?" Li Zucai was shocked by the price.
His gratitude for Wang Yao suddenly disappeared. Instead, he had a different thought about Wang Yao.
Too greedy! Why haven't I seen it before?
"Expensive?" Wang Yao asked. "I don't think so. A bowl of decoction and your life, which one is more expensive? You can think about."
"Look, Yao, we are from the same village, can you charge less?" Li Zucai asked.
"Sorry, I can't," Wang Yao said.
"Look, I didn't bring a lot of money with me," Li Zucai said. "I only have $300. Can I pay you the rest in the future?" No one would have $10,000 in cash with him.
Wang Yao didn't say anything. He looked at Li Zucai for a moment. This didn't surprise him.
"Fine." He nodded after keeping silent for a long while.
Li Zucai was angry when he left the clinic. He was still angry when he arrived home.
"What's wrong with you?" his wife asked.
