Chapter 6

Lin Yiran smiled.

It's really that enemies don't get together.

Zhou Zhiqiang was half-dead by himself this week, but he didn't expect to be admitted to the hospital where he was practicing.

While thinking, he walked slowly with his pockets in his hands.

Looking through the window of the ward, the guy with the oxygen tube on the bed was indeed that Zhou Zhiqiang.

At this moment, a group of doctors and nurses were rushing to treat Zhou Zhiqiang. After a while, the situation stabilized, and the attending doctor walked to the two anxious men and women outside the door and said, "Mr. Zhou, Mrs. Zhou, the patient's current condition." The situation has stabilized. You can rest assured for the time being... However, I have some bad news to tell you. Judging from the patient's current condition, internal bleeding may occur at any time. If this happens a few more times In that case... I'm afraid the patient might... might..."

The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes said impatiently: "What could it be! If you have something to say, tell me quickly, what's the matter with your hesitation?!"

The attending doctor took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Zhou, it's a pity... Judging from the current situation, the patient may persist for another two to three days at most..."

"What did you say?!"

The middle-aged man called Mr. Zhou jumped up immediately, grabbed the doctor's collar and said angrily: "I, Zhou Wanhao, donate so many medical equipment to your hospital every year. Now that my son is admitted to your hospital, you just say this to me." Words?! For so many years, have I raised a bunch of bastards?!"

The attending doctor quickly waved his hand: "Mr. Zhou, please calm down... huh? Director Zhao, you are finally here!"

As he spoke, he suddenly looked towards the end of the corridor and called out quickly.

Not far away, Director Zhao trotted over here, apologized to Mr. Zhou and Mrs. Zhou, then turned to the attending doctor and said, "Dr. Li, you are an expert in this field in our hospital! Think about it carefully. Way, you have to know, Mr. Zhou is an important donor of our hospital, think about it carefully, is there any way to save Mr. Zhou?"

The doctor in charge showed a look of embarrassment: "Director Zhao, you have to believe me. According to my previous work experience, if I have a way, do you think I don't want to save it?...The current patient's condition is even if the most advanced foreign medicine is imported. The technology is basically hopeless..."

"This……"

Director Zhao's face was ashen, and he really didn't know how to face his old Zhou family.

Mrs. Zhou was already crying with snot and tears, and that Zhou Wanhao took two steps back with a look of despair, with a heartbroken look on his face.

The attending doctor also sighed helplessly, and was about to turn around to leave, but suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up: "Oh? That's right! That... the patient who lived in A01 yesterday seemed to have suffered a serious injury. Internal injury, but when the time came... it was healed by Dr. Lin."

"Who? Dr. Lin?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wanhao suddenly cheered up: "Doctor, are you sure?"

The attending doctor nodded: "Although I was not here yesterday, other colleagues said so."

At this time, many nurses and doctors around stood up: "Yes, it is the new Dr. Lin, who is capable. The patient was almost sentenced to death before, but he was cured by Dr. Lin in a short time." gone."

"Damn! Director Zhao, tell me quickly! Who is this Dr. Lin? Where is he? Did you go to work today?! Tell him to come here quickly! What are you still doing?!"

Zhou Wanhao grabbed Director Zhao's shoulder and shook wildly.

"Doctor Lin...he..."

Director Zhao's mind twitched again, and he really couldn't help but sigh how wonderful the world is.

Yesterday, Zhou Zhiqiang had to let himself mess with that Lin Yiran, but he didn't expect... Today, that Lin Yiran changed suddenly and became Zhou Zhiqiang's only hope for survival.

However, in his view, Zhou Wanhao and his wife did not know that Zhou Zhiqiang wanted to do Lin Yiran's affairs.

"What's wrong with him? Tell me! Are you fucking trying to kill me?"

Zhou Wanhao urged.

Director Zhao said: "That Dr. Lin...should come to work today."

As he spoke, he swept his gaze, and suddenly saw not far away, Lin Yiran was leaning against the nurse's desk with his hands in his pockets in a leisurely manner.

"Mr. Zhou, this is the one."

Director Zhao pointed to Lin Yiran.

Zhou Wanhao looked along the pointer, and when he saw Lin Yiran's young face, he couldn't help but change his face: "Director Zhao... are you trying to amuse me on purpose? Just this kid? Is he 20 years old?!"

"Mr. Zhou, this is Dr. Lin, who rescued the patients in Ward A01 yesterday. I testify that I was present yesterday."

At this time, a little nurse stood up and said.

Zhou Wanhao still looked at Lin Yiran with some doubts. In his opinion, it is impossible for such a young person to have such abilities. After all... His son's current condition is so serious that even the most authoritative experts in the Second Hospital are helpless .

Director Zhao became a little anxious, trotted over, and said to Lin Yiran, "Dr. Lin, alas, just talk, this is Mr. Zhou, an important donor of our hospital."

After a pause, Director Zhao suddenly remembered the words left by the daughter of the Fang family yesterday, and whispered in Lin Yiran's ear: "Doctor Lin, if you can save Mr. Zhou, I promise, I will do my best. Work hard to make you the youngest expert in our Second Academy!"

From just now to now, Lin Yiran has been watching with a faint smile.

This one is Mr. Zhou and Director Zhao, all of them are showing their teeth and claws with grimaces. He just thought it was interesting, but he was suddenly involved, and said with a lack of interest: "Director Zhao, I am just a little intern, to put it bluntly. I'm just here to fool around, and it's not appropriate for me to be busier than an expert every day."

"Doctor Lin, you..."

Director Zhao was in trouble, and he didn't dare to threaten Lin Yiran, after all... this guy is now surrounded by the golden bell of Fang's family.

At this time, Zhou Wanhao strode over and said to Lin Yiran: "Doctor Lin, you are not very old, but since everyone else believes that you have this ability, I will also believe you. In this way, if you can save my son, I'll give you 20!"

Zhou Wanhao thought that he had offered a good price, but the other medical staff around who saw Lin Yiran saving lives at the scene yesterday shook their heads secretly.

Dr. Lin frankly rejected the bank card of Miss Fang's family who claimed to be more than 400 million yuan. What is your 20 yuan?
Lin Yiran smiled lightly, and said nothing, in fact, he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Boy... what do you mean? Do you have to say something?"

Zhou Wanhao's temper flared up again.

At this time, Mrs. Zhou ran over quickly, pushed Zhou Wanhao away, gave him a blank look, and then said politely to Lin Yiran: "Doctor Lin, don't pay attention to our family, he is a businessman, just like this temper In this way, the price is easy to negotiate, you first say, can you save our Xiaoqiang?"

This week's wife's attitude is not bad, so Lin Yiran casually said the truth: "Yes."

"How much confidence?"

"Ten percent."

"real?!"

Hearing this, the couple showed exaggerated joy, and Mrs. Zhou immediately said: "Then... I would like you to save our family Xiaoqiang. If the price is... I can pay up to two... oh no, 300 million yuan." !"

"What? 300 million?"

Zhou Wanhao was taken aback for a moment: "Even if the world's top doctor, a surgery is not that expensive! Just him... ah!"

Before Zhou Wanhao finished speaking, Mrs. Zhou hurriedly pinched him to shut him up.

Mrs. Zhou hurriedly said: "Doctor Lin, how is it? As far as I know, your monthly salary should not exceed 300 at most, right? If it is [-] million, it may be more than your salary for decades."

Lin Yiran shook his head lightly: "It's not about money."

Zhou Wanhao was really fed up with Lin Yiran's attitude, and immediately suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "Then tell me, what is the problem?"

Lin Yiran shrugged: "It's a question of whether I want to save or not."

Zhou Wanhao frowned when he heard this: "Please tell me clearly, what do you mean by this?"

"It means, I don't want to save, it's as simple as that."

Lin Yiran said lightly, put his hands in his pockets, and walked away slowly.

(End of this chapter)

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