When Yan Zhen returned, Li Mingliang was questioning the old man. It could be seen that the young man was very worried and couldn't help but be angry.
"I understand your desire to treat illnesses and save people, but if someone is stabbed to death by you, your life will be over! If you are not qualified to practice medicine, you are killing people!"
With a sense of powerlessness in his tone, he said with a final sigh, "This is what the law stipulates. The rules are the rules. Don't blame me."
Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly asked, "Who said I don't have a medical qualification certificate?"
Yan Zhen was stunned by these words.
"You have?" Li Mingliang blinked and became happy together, "That's great. If you have the qualifications to prove it, then you are not practicing medicine illegally."
"As long as the patient can wake up, you won't have much of a problem!" He thought for a while and then said: "You must do your job well with the family members. As long as there is no trouble, everything can be discussed and it will be good for you."
The old man sat on a chair in the hospital corridor and smiled alone, "A blind man lights a lamp in vain, and some people work in vain!"
"I've lived for most of my life and can't even get a medical qualification? Then my life has been in vain!"
"I'm going to disappoint some people!"
He blinked at Yan Zhen who was standing far away, "Disciple, are you scared?"
Yan Zhen shook his head and said, "No."
"Wang Dehai is looking for you?" The old man smiled sadly, "He really wants me to die."
The old man actually guessed it all.
Wang Dehai was raised by an old man and was a teacher and father to him. He didn't expect that he would end up plotting against him like this.
Yan Zhen can really relate to it. After all, she was also rejected and disgusted by the children she raised in her previous life. She walked over and gently held the old man's hand.
Li Mingliang's eyes glanced between Yan Zhen and the old man. Looking at their expressions, he knew that there must be too much involved.
He couldn't bear to speak, nor could he bear to disturb the moment of ease between their master and disciple.
Looking at Li Mingliang, who was scratching his head and scratching his head, the old man said: "My qualification certificate is at my house, just in time. Please register. I plan to open a traditional Chinese medicine clinic in a while."
The old man took Li Mingliang home to find proof of qualifications, while Yan Zhen stayed at the hospital.
Chen Juan packed her things and came to keep Yan Zhen company.
As time passed by, the door to the emergency room finally opened, and a doctor in a white coat came out and shouted: "Are the family members here?"
Yan Zhen and Chen Juan walked over. The doctor looked at them and frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
Yan Zhen shook his head, "It doesn't matter. I gave him an injection, but the old man convulsed and fainted."
Just when the doctor was about to ask something, the nurse on the side whispered: "I know that uncle. He is just a son. I don't recognize him as my father and don't care about him."
"Where's my wife?"
"Long dead."
Everyone was silent after hearing this. The old man's experience made everyone feel sour in their hearts.
"Contact the neighborhood committee and ask them to find the family members quickly! How can you not care about your father!" The doctor made an angry "snap" sound and closed the clip in his hand.
It’s such a declining world that there are still such unfilial sons!
"The hospital can't always be owed money. Since you sent people here for rescue, then you should go home and collect money. You have to collect two hundred no matter what. You can't just ignore it, right?" The little nurse looked at Yan. Zhen, went to see Chen Juan again, "Do you think this is true?"
How many people run away secretly these days because they can't afford treatment? Whoever was on duty that day was in trouble, so when they heard that the rescuer was a nobody, everyone became vigilant.
Chen Juan said unconvinced: "Why did we pay for this? Who knew he didn't deliberately blackmail us!"
"They just want to extort our money and ask for treatment fees! Anyone with eyes can see this! Why should we be taken advantage of!"
The little nurse immediately grabbed Chen Juan alertly and said, "Then don't leave!"
If the uncle's son cannot be found and they run away, who will pay for it?
"Little girl, why are you so unreasonable!" Chen Juan struggled desperately and almost started pushing the little nurse.
Naturally, they couldn't pay for it. Yan Zhen laughed in his heart, knowing what it means to pay for the injustice and the creditor. Yan Zhen can guess this with his toes, and it must have something to do with Yan Se.
"Juanzi, wait here, I'll find someone to get the money." Yan Zhen patted Chen Juan's hand and said, "Don't worry."
Chen Juan's face wrinkled up with worry, and she said worriedly: "Who can I ask for? It's not two pieces!"
Naturally, someone could come up with it, so Yan Zhen walked forward with a sullen face.
Zhang Ting had been paying attention to the movements here, but what she didn't expect was that the bad old man was actually qualified to practice medicine.
It was a mistake not to let Yan Zhen in, but fortunately Brother Biao was reliable in doing things, and arranging the person who came to extort money was a tricky thing. It would have been better to let Yan Zhen bleed or peel off a layer of her skin alive.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ting felt a little happier. It's hard to make money these days. Yan Zhen's heart will surely bleed when he spends money, right? Zhang Ting raised her eyebrows, snorted, turned and left.
It's enough for Yanzhen and the others to drink a pot, and it can also help Wang Dehai save his face. Overall, she was fine.
Yan Zhen walked quickly to the Tongzi Building. Cheng Huihui should be at home at this time. She teaches music and should have advanced things like a tape recorder.
If you want to record these days, you still have to use that kind of tape, put a blank tape in, and then press the record button.
Seeing that Yan really wanted a tape recorder, Cheng Huihui nodded and said, "Yes, I'll get it for you."
The recording keyboard from the 1980s was very big and heavy to carry. Yan Zhen returned to his own home after leaving Cheng Huihui's house.
Inserting the tape, Yan Zhen tried the recording effect, and then opened the door and walked out after everything was sure.
Her target is Cui Jinhua of the Yanse family.
Of course Yan Se has no money, so Cui Jinhua can only take the money.
And Cui Jinhua had to take the money even if he didn't want to.
The Wang family was lifeless, but Yan Se was in good spirits, because she had already had a good day, and the way Yan Zhen was taken away and locked up made her feel more relieved the more she thought about it.
There was a sudden knock on the door, and an unexpected sound came from Yan Se.
"Open the door!"
The slamming of the door was so loud that Yan Se's heart skipped a beat.
Why did Yan Zhen appear? Shouldn't she have been taken away? The gloating expression on Yan Se's face had not yet disappeared when he was brought back to reality by this sound.
"I'll open the door, you rest." Cui Jinhua stopped Yan Se who wanted to get out of bed and walked to the door.
Seeing that it was Cui Jinhua who opened the door, Yan Zhen smiled and said, "Let's go, it's you I'm looking for."
Cui Jinhua held the door, looked at Yan Zhen warily and said, "What do you want to do?"
"Come on, aunt, let's talk about the past." Yan Zhen smiled at her and twitched the corner of his mouth.
Cui Jinhua's expression changed immediately. He looked back at Yan Se and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."
Yan Zhen took Cui Jinhua home directly.
Cui Jinhua's heart seemed to be in his throat, and he kept thinking: past things, past things...
Aren’t things of the past in the past? Why was Yan Zhen mentioned again?
