"It seems like Lin's Medicine Hall won't be able to survive even if we don't carry out the plan."
Song Qingyan shook her head. "no, Boss Zeng, perhaps you're celebrating too early!"
Zeng Yiming was obviously taken aback. He asked in confusion, " what do you mean? "
"After all, there are only a few patients in the Lin medicine Hall who need to be operated on." Song Qingyan said, " those poor people who don't have money to see a doctor will still choose Lin's medicine shop!"
Zeng Yiming said with some disdain, " so what? Those are just poor people who can't even afford medicine. We don't want to do business with them."
Song Qingyan shook her head again and said, "Boss Zeng, have you not realized how Lin's medicine Hall's reputation came about? Later on, why were those rich people willing to go to them to see the doctor and buy medicine?"
