The most expensive private hospital in Jiangzhou City.
VIP special ward.
Chu Guoxiong stood at the door of the ward and said: "Honey, take good care of your son. I'll go and take a look in the next ward. Mr. Wei was a powerful businessman when he was young. Our family has some friendship with the Wei family. The old man is seriously ill and his days are short. I'll go see the old man off."
Chu Guoxiong said something.
He turned around and walked into the special care ward next door.
In the ward that smelled of disinfectant, a pale old man lay on the bed.
The old man's lips were white and he had various tubes inserted into his body to maintain his basic life needs. He might die at some point.
As soon as Chu Guoxiong entered the ward, he saw Mr. Wei's only son Wei Mingjie pointing at a group of experts and yelling:
"This one of you claims to be an expert, and the other one also claims to be an expert. Aren't they all experts? Why can't you all cure my dad's minor illness? What kind of experts do you think you are!!!"
"Since I was transferred to your hospital, I, Wei Mingjie, have never owed you a penny for the high medical bills. Why is my dad's condition getting worse and worse?"
"I, Wei Mingjie, leave my words here to you today! If the old man's illness does not improve, I, Wei Mingjie, will demolish your hospital and smash your sign! Let everyone in the whole North know that you are a black-hearted hospital!"
After hearing these words, several doctors in white coats in the ward wiped away the sweat on their foreheads and said nervously:
"Mr. Wei, it's not that we don't pay attention to treatment, it's actually that Mr. Wei has a terminal illness, bone cancer!"
"Even if you force us to death, we can't cure him!"
"Currently, we have used all the treatment methods we can think of, and even the most advanced foreign equipment has been flown in. However, the old man's bone cancer has reached an advanced stage, and there is really nothing we can do..."
"grass!"
Wei Mingjie didn't care about this. He kicked the doctor who was speaking in the stomach and knocked the doctor to the ground. He couldn't get up for a long time.
"You quack! If you dare, say it again!"
"Who promised me that my father could be cured?"
"If your hospital hadn't promised to cure my dad, I would have taken my dad to the capital for treatment. Are you telling me this now?"
Wei Mingjie was furious.
He felt that he had been tricked by this black-hearted hospital.
Just as he was talking, he wanted to hit the doctor again to relieve his hatred.
It seemed that only in this way could he feel better.
"Mingjie, calm down, calm down..."
Chu Guoxiong quickly walked in and stopped the furious Wei Mingjie. The doctors looked at Chu Guoxiong gratefully.
Chu Guoxiong said: "They have tried their best. Even if you kill them, your father's condition will not be better."
"This private hospital is the best Western medicine hospital in our city. This is recognized by everyone. Otherwise, since Western medicine can't cure the old man, let's treat it like a dead horse and try Chinese medicine. It just happened to me and Baicaotang's prescription. We have some friendship with each other, I will invite Mr. Fang here another day and show him."
Wei Mingjie's anger subsided a little when he saw that the person blocking him was Chu Guoxiong in the next ward.
He stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, took a few deep breaths, and asked with a skeptical attitude:
"Can you invite Mr. Fang from Baicao Hall?"
It's no wonder that Wei Mingjie is skeptical. Chu Guoxiong's son Chu Tiankuo is still lying in the next ward. If Chu Guoxiong can really invite Fang Buping, a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, will his son's legs be lame?
"What's wrong with this? Just give me a few days." Chu Guoxiong said confidently.
After speaking, Chu Guoxiong felt a little guilty.
Fang Buping didn't have any friendship with the Chu family, so he was the only one who could invite him.
While the two were talking, the door to the ward was pushed open.
Yuan Xuerou and Lin Qiyang walked into the ward carrying large and small packages of gifts.
As soon as he entered the door, Yuan Xuerou said: "Uncle Mingjie, let me see the old man."
Wei Mingjie forced a smile on his face, "Xue Rou is here. I'm really troubling you. I asked you to make another trip. You have made four or five trips this month."
"It's no trouble, it's all as it should be. How is the old man? Is the situation getting better?"
Yuan Xuerou put down the gift and walked to the bed to take a look.
Wei Mingjie sighed: "The situation is getting worse and worse. I really don't know if I can survive this month. It's all because of these quack doctors!"
The last sentence was directed at the several doctors in white coats in the room.
When the doctors heard this, their bodies trembled uncontrollably and their faces showed bitterness.
They are really not quacks.
cancer!
Or bone cancer!
Even if the Great Luo Immortal were alive, he could only stare.
Yuan Xuerou nodded, looked at Wei Mingjie and said, "Uncle Mingjie, if you believe me, just let him try."
With that said, Yuan Xuerou pushed Lin Qiyang forward and introduced: "This is Lin Qiyang, Mr. Fang's junior uncle. Despite his young age, even Mr. Fang praised him for his medical skills! "
"Besides, Uncle Mingjie, do you know that Mr. Tang's illness was cured by Lin Qiyang?"
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone's eyes fell on Lin Qiyang.
Lin Qiyang is actually Fang Buping's junior uncle?
Even Mr. Fang praised his medical skills?
Moreover, he cured Mr. Tang’s illness?
Lin Qiyang was a little uncomfortable being stared at, but he quickly adapted. He walked to the bedside to check the patient's condition, and said lightly: "This old man is sick, right? Let me Look at what disease you have... Hey, bone cancer? Over the years, I have met a patient with bone cancer. His surname is Yuan. Let me tell you, you are lucky this time. This time I will If I don’t charge you any more, this old man will be my training partner.”
Hearing Lin Qiyang's words, Yuan Xuerou's head turned black.
When Wei Mingjie saw Lin Qiyang's unattractive look, he frowned and looked very unhappy.
He looked at Yuan Xuerou and said, "Xuerou, he is Mr. Fang's junior uncle you mentioned? I'm afraid he's not a liar."
Chu Guoxiong immediately took over the conversation, "I, Chu Guoxiong, have been in Jiangzhou City for so many years, and I have never heard of Mr. Fang having any junior uncle? Miss Yuan, you must have been deceived by this boy!"
"I know this man, he claims to be my son's fiancée's boyfriend!"
"He was the one who beat my son. I haven't settled the score with him yet."
When Wei Mingjie heard this, he cursed angrily: "Yuan Xuerou, I know why you come to the hospital again and again. Don't you just want my dad to support you to continue to be the president? You can tell me clearly, are you playing this trick with me now? Find me. A liar came to deceive me? What about that?"
"Uncle Mingjie, please listen to my explanation, I didn't..." Yuan Xuerou was so anxious that she couldn't speak clearly.
Chu Guoxiong continued to add fuel to the fire: "Mingjie, I think it's best to get rid of this liar as soon as possible! So as not to delay the experts' treatment of the old man."
"shut up!"
Lin Qiyang turned back, stared at Chu Guoxiong, and warned: "Why don't I want to see you so much! Didn't I just cripple a leg of your son Chu Tiankuo? As for you slandering me like this? Call me a liar. !”
Chu Guoxiong said with a gloomy face: "Boy, I will have to settle this debt with you sooner or later about my son!"
"What's wrong with saying you're a liar now? You said you're not a liar, but you cured the old man's cancer."
"If you can be cured, it will prove that you are not a liar. I, Chu Guoxiong, will apologize to you on the spot!"
"How about a gamble? In the father-son game, the loser calls the other person daddy. If you cure the old man's cancer, I, Chu Guoxiong, will recognize you as my daddy. Otherwise, do you dare to call me daddy?"
