Li Tinghe's eyes were slightly relieved.
He Qiang continued, "a female doctor named Chu Hong said she could contact the medical Saint from the middle."
"Is there any information about Chu Hong?"
"At the age of 38, she is the president of emperor Huajia hospital and the most famous surgeon of Huajia. She once studied in XX medical university abroad..."
"Contact her immediately."
"Yes."
At the corner of the stairs, Lu MuQing, with his back against the wall, overheard the news. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, walked into the toilet, made a call and made an arrangement
Chu Hong was invited to the Li family, who were all present.
Bai Jingxuan leisurely sat on the sofa in the living room and drank coffee. Chu Hong saw her, her eyes were very respectful, and then pretended to be nothing.
"President Chu, welcome." Li Zhenshan personally received.
"Hello, everyone." Chu Hong was wearing a white coat and carrying a medicine box.
"President Chu, you are here!" Lu MuQing came forward warmly and gave her a generous hug.
Chu Hong's face was slightly stiff, but he didn't buy a word.
Li Song sat in a wheelchair and asked curiously, "MuQing, do you know president Chu?"
"I've known her abroad and have some private friends with her." Lu MuQing said wrongfully, "Uncle Li, I have the cheek to beg her for your illness for a long time. She was willing to introduce him to the medical saint. "
"Oh?" Li Zhenshan had doubts, "isn't it the clue that Tinghe sent for?"
"President Chu said that the medical saint has a strange temper. People who don't want to be treated, no matter how much money, don't care if they knock their heads. " Lu MuQing explained, "even if it is Li Shao's power, the medical Saint does not buy it."
"Indeed, Miss Lu MuQing asked me to find the medical saint. For the sake of Miss Lu, the medical Saint asked me to come." Chu Hong had no expression on his face.
Bai Jingxuan was surprised in her eyes, but she pursed her lips.
"Look." Lu MuQing seemed a little embarrassed. "I didn't want to say it, but Uncle Li, I have to let you know that even if you don't have money, I still treat you well."
"Mu Qing is filial." Li song really praised it.
Even if Tang Jingxian is no longer satisfied with Lu MuQing, which is related to her husband's illness, she can only be praised by her husband for surnamed Lu.
"It's said that the Li family has special medical instruments. Is it convenient to check Mr. Li Song?" Chu Hong asked.
"Please..." Li Zhenshan quickly gestured.
Lu MuQing took the initiative to push Li Song's wheelchair to the medical room. Chu Hong followed with a medicine box.
Li Tinghe, who had been indifferent and silent, scanned Chu Hong's back and thought deeply.
About half an hour later, the three turned back.
"Dr Chu, how is my son?" Li Zhenshan anxiously asked.
"Originally, I wanted to treat Mr. Li Song personally because of my excellent medical skills. But I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do. " Chu Hong's face was very sorry. "I'm afraid there are only medical saints in this world."
"Doctor Chu, you must contact the medical saint for him / her to save Uncle Li." Lu MuQing's face was anxious. "No matter how much money, the Lu family will come out."
"My husband's illness is none of your Lu family's business." Tang Jingxian snorted coldly.
"Aunt Li, you can't say that." Lu MuQing took it for granted, "a man should be grateful. I was trained by the Li family. Uncle Li's business is mine. " Looking at Tang Jingxian with concern, "and Uncle Li, if you are ill and I have no money, I will cure you even if I sell blood."