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Chapter 17 The First Order

In the VIP ward of the ward.

Ou Jinhai had just finished his IV and was already asleep, while his son Ou Dayong had a sad face.

How should this be done!
The words of the attending doctor are still echoing in Ou Dayong's ears, Mr. Ou, your father's condition is not optimistic, because some adverse reactions have begun to occur after taking the medicine for a long time, if this continues, we are worried that complications will occur...

complication!
These three words seemed to have the power of a thousand pounds, hitting Ou Dayong's heart fiercely.

Looking at his father on the hospital bed, Ou Dayong tightly clenched his fists, thinking in his heart, maybe he should look for some Chinese medicine treatment methods, maybe try to drink Chinese medicine, use Chinese medicine hot compress and other things.

There was a knock on the door.

A middle-aged woman gently pushed the door in and said softly, "Old Ou, how is Dad's condition? What did the doctor say?"

Ou Dayong sighed, and said softly: "It's not optimistic, it may cause complications, the doctor wants us to be mentally prepared."

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman's heart tightened, and her face changed slightly.

She is Ou Dayong's wife, and she is quite clear about Ou Jinhai's situation. At this moment, her heart is full of anxiety and worry.

She tentatively said: "Old Ou, do you still remember that young man from two days ago?"

Ou Dayong said: "You mean the young man who came in to sell Chinese medicine."

"Yes, it's him."

Ou Dayong shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Honey, you are a typical emergency medical doctor. He is so young, I think he is a liar."

Her wife didn't think so, and insisted: "I don't think so. When I observed that young man carefully, his eyes were full of sincerity and confidence, and he didn't look like a liar."

Ou Dayong waved his hands impatiently: "Let's not talk about this, the most urgent thing is to find out if there is an old Chinese doctor with rich experience in treating rheumatoid arthritis."

Her wife didn't think Zhang Chi was lying, but she couldn't hold back Ou Dayong, so she stopped arguing with Ou Dayong.

After thinking about it, she whispered: "Old Ou, do you know Hu Mingkuan? He also suffers from rheumatoid arthritis, and was admitted to this hospital two days ago, and is also in the rheumatology and immunology department."

"Oh, there is such a thing."

For Hu Mingkuan, Ou Dayong naturally knew it, and was even lucky enough to deal with him once.In the whole Nanjiang City, whoever has a little bit of status and status doesn't know Hu Mingkuan.

"Yes, this matter is absolutely true, but what is strange and puzzling is that Hu Jinhai was discharged from the hospital yesterday afternoon, and it is said that he has basically recovered."

"It's impossible!"

Ou Dayong was extremely surprised, and his voice suddenly became louder, "Wife, is Hu Mingkuan really recovered? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Why am I lying to you? Go and find out. The doctors and nurses in the Rheumatology and Immunology Department know about it, and many people are talking about it."

Ou Dayong couldn't sit still anymore, he hurried out of the VIP ward, and started to inquire about more details...

....
Today, Zhang Chi did not go to Dongmu Street again, nor did he go for a loan.

In the morning, Zhang Chi went to buy some medicinal materials and prepared to prepare a few more medicines. Once Hu Bingyue introduced a patient to himself, he would need to use these medicines.

After buying the medicine and sitting on the chair, Zhang Chi thought to himself, what kind of patients will Hu Bingyue introduce to me?

This is really something to look forward to.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Hu Bingyue called, "Zhang Chi, I have some good news for you."

Hearing this, Zhang Chi's heart moved, and he immediately asked: "Bingyue, is there a patient who introduced me?"

"You guessed it right." Hu Bingyue smiled easily, "This is an old man with an extraordinary status. If you can cure his rheumatoid arthritis for many years, you will definitely make a lot of money."

"That's great." Zhang Chi was pleasantly surprised.

Hu Bingyue reminded: "Zhang Chi, you must be more careful this time, and you must not fail to cure the other party's illness. I have spent a lot of effort before they are willing to let you come to visit."

Zhang Chi said confidently: "Don't worry, as long as he is suffering from rheumatoid arthritis, I will definitely be able to cure him, and it will be a complete cure."

He still has that confidence.

The prescription comes from the World Book, and it has been proven many times that this prescription is very effective in treating rheumatoid arthritis. No matter how serious the condition is, after drinking a few doses of the medicine, the patient's condition will be controlled, and even much better.

Perhaps feeling Zhang Chi's strong self-confidence, or thinking that her father's condition has indeed improved a lot, Hu Bingyue did not continue to tell Zhang Chi, but asked Zhang Chi's address.

"That's fine, you wait at home, and the other party will send someone to pick you up."

"Okay, then I'll wait for the other party to come at home."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Chi had the feeling of seeing the sun and the moon through the clouds and mist. In the situation of lack of funds and almost nowhere to go, Zhang Chi seemed to turn around all of a sudden.

Well, I bought a lot of medicines, so I will prepare a few medicines first, and fry these medicines, maybe I will need them later.

Just do it.

Zhang Chi prepared three sets of medicines, decocted them in large sand pots, and then filled the liquid medicines in three medicine bags.

Not long after finishing this, there was a knock on the door of the rental house.

Zhang Chi opened the door and saw a middle-aged man standing outside, dressed in a suit and leather shoes.And from the imposing manner of the other party, it can be felt that this is not an ordinary person.

"Hello, is this Mr. Zhang Chi?"

"Yes, I'm Zhang Chi." Guessing that the other party came to pick him up, Zhang Chi replied immediately.

After confirming that it was Zhang Chi, the middle-aged man politely invited: "Mr. Zhang, I am Wang Dingguo. Miss Hu Bingyue introduced me."

Zhang Chi nodded, "I'll grab some things, and then we'll set off."

Wang Dingguo waited for Zhang Chi for two or three minutes, and then he went downstairs with Zhang Chi.Zhang Chi was carrying a cross bag, which contained three packs of medicine that had been decocted not long ago.

In front of the building, a luxury car was parked.

My God, it's a Rolls Royce!
In addition to being surprised, Zhang Chi also thought in his heart, what is the identity of the patient introduced to me by Bingyue, who actually came to pick me up in a Rolls-Royce.

I didn't think about it, I was lucky to be able to ride in a Rolls-Royce. In the past, I couldn't even imagine that it was a car that only rich and famous people could own.

"Mr. Zhang, please get in the car."

Wang Dingguo was more polite and invited Zhang Chi to get in the car.

Zhang Chi calmed down a little, he was a little excited, got into this Rolls Royce, and sat in the back seat.

Wang Dingguo also got into the car and sat in the back seat. The driver was a young man in his thirties, probably Wang Dingguo's driver.

The car started and left slowly.

Wang Dingguo said seriously: "Mr. Zhang, it is my father who is sick. He has suffered from rheumatoid arthritis for many years, and it has reached a serious level. He basically has to rely on a wheelchair now..."

He briefly introduced the situation to Zhang Chi, and Zhang Chi listened carefully.

After introducing these, Wang Dingguo did not hide anything, and reminded him bluntly: "Mr. Zhang, you are very young. If Miss Hu Bingyue hadn't strongly recommended it, we would not normally invite such a young doctor to see my father."

It was very obvious that he was not optimistic about Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi smiled indifferently, not dissatisfied, let alone angry.

I am very young, it is normal for people not to think highly of me.

Well, after you finish drinking my medicine and it has a certain effect, you won't see it like this.

Next, Wang Dingguo didn't say much, and Zhang Chi didn't take the initiative to say anything. The car was relatively quiet. After about three to four 10 minutes, the car gradually entered the foot of Phoenix Mountain.

It is a typical area for rich people. There are not only high-end residential areas, but also high-end villa areas. Undoubtedly, Wang Dingguo's home is in that area.

The villa area at the foot of Phoenix Mountain is very famous, probably the most expensive villa area in Nanjiang City, and the people who live there are either rich or expensive.

It seems that luck is good. My status as the first patient is not simple. If I cure the rheumatoid arthritis of the other party for many years, the reward should not be small.

The car drove to the front of a big villa, and the gate slowly opened. After the car continued to drive in, it stopped in the front courtyard area of ​​the villa.

Zhang Chi took a rough look. The villa covers a large area, with gates, walls, and front and rear gardens. Such a villa is probably worth a lot.

"Mr. Zhang, come with me."

Although he was not very optimistic about Zhang Chi, Wang Dingguo did not neglect Zhang Chi, and seemed very polite, which probably had something to do with his usual rest.

Under the leadership of Wang Dingguo, Zhang Chi entered the villa.

At the door of a big bedroom on the second floor, Wang Dingguo knocked lightly on the door, then pushed the door lightly, and led Zhang Chi into the big bedroom.

As soon as Zhang Chi came in, he smelled a smell of medicine. He estimated that the patient had been taking medicine for a long time.

The bedroom is huge with access to a large balcony.

An old man was sitting in a wheelchair on the large balcony, basking in the sun.He turned his back to Zhang Chi, only seeing a figure from his back.

The old man should have heard the sound, and said calmly: "Dingguo, please come here, doctor."

"Yes, father."

Wang Dingguo replied, and led Zhang Chi to the old man.

Seeing the old man, Zhang Chi's expression changed slightly.

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(End of this chapter)