A Smooth Path in Med

Room 504 was a gathering place for gamblers. When Zhang Fan knocked on the door, a voice inside shouted at him, "Dealer, you've been slacking off lately. If you don't come soon, I'll starve to death. Hurry up, two packs of braised meat and two eggs.",That's how he won two or three hundred yuan for the day. He didn't dare to win more. After all, it was just a small gambling den. If he smashed it and cleaned everyone out, no one would be stupid enough to play with Zhang Fan anymore. Who wants to play if someone is always winning without losing,Even going to the county hospital required connections, and it took about half a year or even longer to make arrangements. Zhang Fan couldn't even afford tuition, so where would he find connections。