I was eliminated from the draft, and I became a superstar with a ballad

Chapter 291 Chapter 291
[291 road sees injustice, draws sword to help]

"Old Qian's illness has been brought under control, and I'm afraid he will wake up in half an hour."

"Great!"

The Qian family ran up to Su Qingyun excitedly and thanked him repeatedly.

"Miraculous doctor, fortunately, I met a miraculous doctor!!"

"Thank you, Mr. Su, for your wonderful hand and rejuvenation. Don't say thank you for your kindness. Our Qian family will remember it!"

"Our Qian family owes Mr. Su a favor!"

Qian Mingyue, Qian Zhengyue and Qian Qingyue walked up to Su Qingyun and said respectfully:

"Mr. Su, thank you for your generous action. The whole Qian family is deeply grateful. If there is an order in the future, it will be a mountain of swords and fire."

"You guys are being polite."

Su Qingyun glanced at the three of them, and said in an extremely indifferent tone:

"Old Qian is an elder I respect. I saved him out of my heart, and it has nothing to do with you."

Hearing this, the Qian family was stunned, speechless.

After a while, Qian Mingyue came to her senses and said:
"Mr. Su's character is noble and unrestrained, and I really admire him. Since this is the case, I will keep it in my heart."

After hearing this, Su Qingyun nodded with a smile.

The Qian family was grateful to him. That was the matter of the Qian family. If they were willing to repay their favor, let them repay it. If they were not willing to repay their favor, Su Qingyun would not force it.

Wang Mingren and other medical staff beside him looked at Su Qingyun as if they were watching a miracle.

At this moment, they no longer have any doubts about Su Qingyun.

"Mr. Xiao is really good at medicine. This ability is amazing. May I ask Mr. Xiao's name and who did he learn from?" Wang Mingren said in admiration.

Such a talent at such a young age, no one can't help admiring it.

"Principal Wang won the award, we met by chance, why ask for his name?"

Su Qingyun smiled lightly, as if he didn't care about other people's compliments.

Su Qingyun wore a mask, sunglasses and cap all the time, without revealing his identity, and he also specifically told the Qian family not to mention his real name.

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation in the ward:
"Professor Qian is awake!"

Immediately, the Qian family rushed in eagerly, and Su Qingyun followed behind.

At this moment, Qian Muwen was lying on the hospital bed, looking much better.

With Su Qingyun's qigong massage and acupuncture, Qian Muwen's complexion was rosy, and his mental state seemed to be better than before the illness.

As soon as Qian Muwen woke up, he searched the crowd until he saw Su Qingyun, his eyes lit up, and then his expression dimmed again, like a little boy who has done something bad:
"Little friend, I'm sorry, I lost your calligraphy and painting!"

He has been blaming himself since he woke up, and the first thought in his mind was to apologize to Su Qingyun.

Su Qingyun smiled indifferently: "It's just something outside of the body, why should Mr. Qian care about it?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the room was stunned.

"It's just a thing outside of the body?!"

That is a work that can be exhibited in the Palace Museum. It is very valuable, but it is just a thing outside the body in the population of this 20-year-old young man!

Who in the world can have such a mind?
Qian Mingyue's electrical appliance group may have a market value of tens of billions, but he asked himself, he would never be so indifferent.

Qian Muwen ignored fame and wealth all his life, but he could never ignore calligraphy and painting.

In fact, no matter whether you love painting, antiques, jade or money, there is no difference at all.

They all have an obsession in their hearts that they cannot let go of.

We cannot say that those who love money are vulgar, and those who love antique jade are elegant.

However, there are very few people like Su Qingyun, whose heart is empty, without the word "fame and fortune" in the first place!
They don't know what else in this young man's heart that he can't let go of?
Qian Mingyue and Qian Zhengyue were even more suspicious than his father. They had been in high positions all year round, and their desire to compete for fame and fortune was stronger than ordinary people. It is really rare for a young man to have such a mind.

Qian Qingyue looked at everything very plainly, and her temperament was absolutely rare in his generation.

But this young man not only made him feel ashamed of his calligraphy and painting, but also admired his mind.

"Little friend, I'm afraid you don't know that your calligraphy and painting are of extremely high artistic value. Someone offered [-] million yuan to collect them before, but I didn't agree, so I lost them like this. I...I..."

Qian Muwen knew that Su Qingyun was indifferent to fame and fortune, but he couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart and felt very guilty.

What hurts the most is the calligraphy and painting itself, which is no less than a priceless treasure to him.

Su Qingyun smiled lightly:
"Old Qian, how can you know that it is not a blessing if you lose your horse? Let him be calm and bright, and I will take care of it with equanimity!"

"But..." Qian Muwen wanted to say something more.

Su Qingyun smiled and said: "Actually, that piece of work is just my random and crude work. To me, it is very superficial. If there is a chance in the future, I will let you see what is called a real painting and calligraphy!"

what?
Just a crude clumsy work?
Everyone around was shocked. Just now, Professor Qian said that someone offered 1 million yuan.

They knew that Professor Qian's character would never lie.

After hearing this, Qian Muwen felt much better.

He is also an open-minded person. Although he feels regretful about losing this painting and calligraphy, but the matter has come to this point, and he has to face it bravely.

"Su Xiaoyou, I will try my best to find out about calligraphy and painting. By the way, I heard that you used Chinese medicine to save me. Thank you for saving me. Otherwise, I will really confess my old bones here."

"It's okay, you and I are a gentleman, don't take it to heart."

After speaking, Su Qingyun pondered for a while, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Since Mr. Qian is fine, I won't bother you anymore, so I'll take my leave."

He came here firstly to see if Qian Muwen's injury required him to take action, and secondly to let Qian Muwen not take calligraphy and painting seriously, so he naturally didn't want to stay here too much now that he had nothing to do.

"Little friend comes and goes in a hurry, but do you have something to do?"

Although Qian Muwen is very old, he admires Su Qingyun very much. In his words, if he is 20 years younger, he will definitely worship Su Qingyun as his teacher.

"It's nothing, it's over here, there are too many people, and I can't stay for a long time." Su Qingyun said casually.

Qian Muwen nodded. Su Qingyun is a public figure, and it is really inconvenient to show his face.

"Little friend, if you have free time, why don't you come to my house and have a drink. Wouldn't it be nice for you and me to drink?" Qian Muwen said with a smile.

Su Qingyun wanted to refuse, but suddenly thought of something, nodded and said: "That's fine, I will teach you a set of health preservation techniques after you are discharged from the hospital, which will be of great benefit to your health."

Hearing Su Qingyun's words, Qian Muwen's eyes lit up, and he nodded with a smile.

Qian Lao is getting old, and he will feel sleepy after a while.

"I'm going out for a walk."

Seeing this, Su Qingyun tactfully walked out of the room, Qian Mingyue quickly asked secretary Li Wen to follow Su Qingyun, and told Li Wen to entertain Su Qingyun well.

Su Qingyun walked downstairs slowly, with nurses, doctors and patients passing by on both sides, it was difficult to understand his leisurely state of mind.

As soon as Su Qingyun entered the hall, a group of people chased after him. The two were still crying. Su Qingyun frowned, and quickened his pace to leave quickly.

But he didn't want a voice behind him: "Mr. Xiao, wait!"

Su Qingyun stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look, and saw the director of the hospital, Wang Mingren, and several doctors hurriedly chasing after him.

Su Qingyun frowned, slightly puzzled.

Wang Mingren trotted all the way, came to Su Qingyun out of breath, and said:
"Wait a minute, Mr. Xiao, I have something to ask!"

His tone was very polite, much more respectful than before.

Su Qingyun frowned slightly again, he wanted to leave this place quickly, so he said lightly:
"I have nothing to make you beg me!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left. The dean displeased him.

Just now, Mr. Qian's life was hanging by a thread, but he only thought about the reputation of his hospital!
Qian's family members are required to sign a letter of guarantee, and a notary is required to notarize it!
How can such a person, He De, save lives and heal the wounded, and become the head of a hospital?
Disdainful, he turned and left.

Wang Mingren stood there, dazed for a long time, quite embarrassed.

Finally, gritted your teeth:

"Mr. Xiao, I want to ask you to save someone. As long as you make an offer, we will never bargain."

Wang Mingren hurriedly ran to Su Qingyun, smiling all over his face.

Just now, a patient came to the hospital.

The patient had a car accident and was bleeding profusely.

The hospital could do nothing but transfuse blood.

Moreover, the patient's head was hit violently, and death was only an instant.

If it's an ordinary person, just let it fend for itself.

However, this person is honorable.

To be precise, her family background is extremely extraordinary.

In this capital city, it is like a giant pillar.

If this girl can be cured, he, the dean, will be on the verge of prosperity.

Of course, if the patient dies in their hospital, what happens...

Kacha... I can't imagine it.

Wang Mingren shuddered, shrank his body, and flattered:

"Sir, you can't say that. The so-called saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda..."

"roll!"

Su Qingyun was slightly displeased, stared at him coldly, and said, "You don't deserve to mention the words benevolence, righteousness and morality."

Immediately, Wang Mingren blushed. He admitted that he had indeed done some shameful things by accepting bribes over the years.

However, he swears that he only seeks money and does not kill his life. As long as every patient pays the medical expenses, their hospital will do their best.

As for Su Qingyun, although Wang Mingren didn't know how good his medical skills were, he knew that it was not easy just by looking at the miraculous technique and the speed at which Qian Mu's bra viscera recovered, and Su Qingyun's acupuncture was very effective in stopping bleeding and dissolving blood.

Today the patient is also bleeding heavily...

So, no matter what, at this time, he must not offend Su Qingyun.

"Little Mister, the doctors are benevolent... I hope you can help me."

"Ha ha!"

Su Qingyun just smiled coldly, but was indifferent to saving people.

Although he is not a cold and heartless person, he definitely does not have the old-fashioned warm-hearted bodhisattva feelings.

Life in this world has its own definite number.

So many people live and die every day, what does it have to do with him?
He saved Professor Qian because of his friendship and doing what he wanted.

If he was asked to rescue any cat or dog, how could he survive!
It should be known that there are all kinds of things in the world, and everything has a definite number.

Su Qingyun looked stern, glanced lightly, and said: "The ability is limited, I can't save it, and I don't want to save it."

After saying that, Su Qingyun turned his head away.

"Boy, stop for me if you are riding a horse!"

Suddenly, someone shouted.

I saw a young man in his early thirties, wearing an Armani suit, wearing Versace leather shoes, and wearing the latest Rolex watch on his wrist, blocking Su Qingyun's way.

"Boy, I don't care who you are, you save me immediately, as long as you can save Miss Xiao, I will give you [-] million immediately!"

Su Qingyun raised his head, his eyes turned cold for an instant, he was about to get angry, when another cry sounded.

"Woooo...why don't you save my father, I beg you to save my father!"

"It's all you demons. You drove drunk, ran a red light and hit my father. You have the ability to turn black and white, claiming that we touched porcelain, and want to blackmail you. You are really bad!"

"Although my family has no money, my father has always taught me to be upright and upright, and never do crooked things..."

Saying that, the simple young man dressed in rustic clothes cried out:

"Today, my father and I went to the city, went to the bank to pay the school for my college tuition, and when I came back, I was bumped by you... woo woo..."

While crying, the young man rushed towards the young man, the painful and ferocious face, and the hatred in the eyes made the young man turn pale with fright.

Wang Mingren saw it, and several people from the hospital hurriedly stopped the shouting [-]-year-old boy, and a doctor yelled loudly:

"What are you doing, don't make trouble here! Do you still want to get medical treatment? Go and collect money, or your father will really die!"

It turned out that the two were drunk, and when they ran a red light and hit someone, they instinctively swung the steering wheel and slammed into a big tree beside them. As a result, although the boy's father was seriously injured, there was still hope for recovery.

As for the Ms. Xiao who was sitting in the driver's seat, because she didn't wear a seat belt, she was hit hard on the head, which was more ominous than good.

At this moment, the teenager burst into tears, looking at the hospital staff with red eyes:
"Isn't the hospital a place to heal the wounded? Why do you refuse to save the dying? Don't you only have money in your eyes?"

"Our village is more than 80 kilometers away from here. Where will I get money?"

"Besides, my dad just lent me 5000 yuan for tuition fees to pay to the school...how can my family come up with money..."

The boy said with a look of grief.

Su Qingyun suddenly said quietly: "President Wang, the doctors are kind, why can you watch this boy's father die in the hospital?"

"He has no money."

Wang Mingren didn't even think about it, he said it as a matter of course, until he saw Su Qingyun's indifferent expression, he said with a sarcastic smile:

"This is a rule. We are a private hospital, not a charity. If everyone who has no money comes to treat diseases, then our hospital will have closed down a long time ago."

"Ah!"

The sarcasm on Su Qingyun's face became stronger: "As you said, if every scumbag comes to me for treatment, wouldn't the world be full of scumbags?"

"Boy, what did you say..."

The famous young man on the side shouted angrily, and was about to explode, but saw the country boy kneeling in front of Wang Mingren with a plop.

Bang bang!

He kowtowed while saying:

"Dean, please save my father, let me be a cow or a horse!"

"Yes, I can sell a kidney if you want money. How much do you think your hospital needs for a kidney? The cornea is also fine... if it's really not possible, I'll sell blood..."

As he said that, the young man kowtowed!

This scene is really sad for those who see it, and tears for those who hear it.

However, although everyone sympathized with this young man very much, they just sighed in their hearts. After all, they were neither relatives nor relatives, so who would be willing to act righteously, not to mention that the hospital is a bottomless pit, and no one's money is blown by a strong wind!

(End of this chapter)