Jiangnan, suburbs.
In front of a battlefield.
A taxi stopped.
Lu Chen got out of the car and was about to walk inside when the taxi driver opened the window and said.
"Young man, I see that you are holding a photo of Zhao Shitao in your hand. You must be here to ask for debts, right? I advise you to give up. All those who came to ask for debts have been beaten away."
"Oh? Is he bad?"
"That's not true. I heard that he treats his workers very well and never delays wages. As for other people's money, it may be to treat his children, so he has never paid it back." The driver often runs around this area, and he is worried about These things are clear.
Lu Chen frowned and asked, "What's wrong with his child?"
"I heard that it's leukemia, a very serious kind. You have to buy platelets every once in a while, and you also have to undergo chemotherapy, which is very expensive."
After saying that, he became a little impatient: "Young man, are you leaving or not? If not, I will go back."
"I do not go."
Lu Chen turned around and was about to walk into the battlefield when his phone suddenly vibrated and a message came in.
Guo Shiwen: [Lu Chen, if I can’t get through to you on the phone, you must not go to Zhao Shitao to collect your debt. 】
Lu Chen:? ? ?
Does she know Zhao Shitao?
It seemed that this person was difficult to deal with, so I thought about it and figured it out again, how could Lao Yinbi be so kind to give him 500,000? Of course I wanted to trick him.
Lu Chen sneered and did not reply.
There was a small river not far from the battlefield. Lu Chen could see a large and small child playing by the river from a distance. The adult was clearly the Zhao Shitao he was looking for.
As soon as Lu Chen approached, Zhao Shitao noticed him. After explaining a few words to the child, he walked towards Lu Chen.
"Did Guo Xingbang ask you to come?"
Glancing at the photo in Lu Chen's hand, Zhao Shitao spoke coldly.
“It is only natural to pay back debts.”
Lu Chen glanced at the little boy playing by the river. He was obviously blessed with great blessings, but he was destined to be short-lived.
"It seems that Guo Xingbang didn't take my words to heart. I said that the money should have been mine. If anyone dares to come to me again to ask for debt, don't blame me for being rude!"
The aura on Zhao Shitao suddenly became ferocious and murderous.
At this time.
A faint cry came from my ears.
"dad……"
The innocent-looking child who was playing with a ball one second suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and twitching all over.
"Xiaobao."
Zhao Shitao exclaimed and rushed towards his son. When he was about to pick up his son, he heard a scolding from behind.
"Don't touch him!"
Lu Chen quickly walked over, turned Xiaobao's head sideways to prevent vomit from choking his nose, and gently stroked his back.
Zhao Shitao roared like a tiger: "Stop, you are not allowed to touch my son."
Lu Chen stroked Xiaobao's back, rolled his eyes at Zhao Shitao, and said coldly.
"When epilepsy occurs, you should not move the patient casually."
"Keep the airway open and it will recover naturally after a while."
"Moving the patient arbitrarily may cause airway obstruction and death from suffocation. This is basic medical knowledge."
Zhao Shitao was slightly startled. He was a rough guy and didn't understand medicine. But Lu Chen's words seemed to make sense, but he didn't dare to relax.
A pair of eagle-like eyes stared at Lu Chen warily.
"Do you still know how to treat a doctor?"
Lu Chen lowered his head and glanced at Xiaobao. Although he was innocent and innocent, he was still suffering from illness.
Sighed.
"Children are born with insufficient hematopoietic stem cells, resulting in frequent weakness and need to rely on blood transfusions to maintain life."
Zhao Shitao's expression changed. Unexpectedly, what the other party said was exactly the same as his son's condition.
He sneered and said: "It seems that you have worked hard to collect debts. Guo Xingbang told you these, right?"
Lu Chen said with a smile: "The child's fate was not good. His mother died in childbirth when he was born, and his grandparents also died when he was very young."
"He has a very shallow relationship with you, which means you weren't around when he was a child."
"He has lived with his grandparents since he was a child, but his mother's family hates him and regards him as a broom star, and..."
"You...how do you know this?"
Zhao Shitao's eyes widened, and he was extremely shocked. If Guo Xingbang told Lu Chen about his son's condition, then his family's private affairs had never been told to anyone.
"Reading faces."
“You still know how to read faces???”
Zhao Shitao opened his mouth in surprise. The ability to see through a person's past and present lives with one glance was beyond his understanding.
now.
Xiaobao convulsed for two minutes with no intention of stopping.
Lu Chen frowned, took off Zhao Xiaobao's shirt, and took out 12 silver needles from his pocket. He inserted the needles very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he inserted more than a dozen silver needles into the acupuncture points on Zhao Xiaobao's chest.
When the silver needle enters the body, the tail of the needle trembles, and the tail of the needle collides, making a crisp sound like a silver bell.
10 seconds later.
Xiaobao stopped twitching, and Lu Chen pulled out the needle.
He also told Zhao Shitao: "Epilepsy is a waste of energy. Xiaobao needs to rest for a while."
Zhao Shitao held his son in his arms and looked at Xia Tian in great shock.
"You actually know how to cure diseases!?"
When Xiaobao convulses, it lasts at least 15 minutes, but today it ended in 2 minutes. Moreover, Xiaobao is usually very tired and pale after convulsions, but today his face was flushed and he even shouted that he was hungry.
Lu Chen threw the used silver needle into the trash can and said calmly: "Can I still have a holiday if I can cure diseases?"
Zhao Shitao calmed down his excitement and pleaded: "Miracle doctor, as long as you can help my son cure his disease, let alone the money you owe Guo Xingbang, I will never hesitate at all even if you take my life. "
Over the years, he spent all his savings in order to treat Zhao Xiaobao, but he was still unable to recover.
Half a year ago, he helped Zhao Xiaobao undergo a bone marrow transplant. Logically speaking, he should have recovered, but within a month, he began to fall ill again and could only rely on blood transfusions to survive.
And Lu Chen's magical method gave him hope again after almost despairing.
Lu Chen glanced at the quiet Xiaobao, feeling compassionate and speaking in a faint tone.
"I want to save him too."
"But, I can't do it."
"Mr. Zhao, your son is not ill, but short-lived. His lifespan has expired and he will die within three months!"
