C122 Su huairen

Ye Chen walked out and saw Lu Xueqi standing at the entrance of the hospital, making a phone call.

"President Wan, you said that you have contracted a strange terminal illness and then sought for Ye Chen to save your life?" Lu Xueqi looked at Ye Chen, and said indifferently: "Coincidentally, Ye Chen is by my side.

With that, he gave the phone to Ye Chen: ", the chairman of Wan Cheng Real Estate Group, has asked for your help."

Ye Chen frowned, but quickly recovered. It seemed that Wan Changjiang took his words seriously, and went to the hospital to check if there were any problems.

Li Qiuyue looked at him curiously. "Ye Chen, you even know medicine?"

"A little."

Ye Chen said casually as he received the phone.

Li Qiuyue was a successful businessman like him actually wanting to find Ye Chen for treatment, that was the biggest joke in the world, but even if Ye Chen could cure Wan Changjiang, he could not agree to that.

"Ye Chen, regardless of whether you can treat him or not, you cannot agree to Wan Changjiang's request. Don't forget how he treated CEO Lu that day." She walked over to Ye Chen's side, pushed his glasses up, and spoke in a low voice.

Ye Chen did not answer.

When Wan Changjiang had finished speaking, he said unhurriedly, "President Wan, I'm in room 601 of First People'S Hospital Inpatient Room 3. I may not be able to treat your illness, but I can try."

With that said, he hung up and returned the call to Lu Xueqi.

Li Qiuyue panicked.

"Ye Chen, what's wrong with you? Did you not hear what I told you just now?" She paused for a moment, then said snappily, "He's done all sorts of bad things, and now he's sick. That's exactly what he deserves."

Ye Chen shook his head and did not say a word.

It was indeed possible for him to not save Wan Changjiang, and it was even just as Li Qiuyue had said.

Or to put it more precisely, saving Wan Changjiang was a duty, and not saving Wan Changjiang was also a duty. Moreover, Wan Changjiang had helped Zhang Ziliang previously, so logically speaking, he should not have saved Wan Changjiang.

However …

Back then in the organization, when he was imparted his medical skills, the bunch of old fellows had said that the healer would save the patient. The reason why they were in the organization was to wholeheartedly study medical skills so that everyone could escape from the torture of illness.

To not save someone in the face of death was against his rules.

Of course, he was not a saint who repaid kindness with hatred. On one hand, he had saved Wan Changjiang because he had sworn an oath to save, and on the other hand, he had saved him because of Lu Xueqi.

"In short, regardless of whether you can save Wan Changjiang or not, you cannot save him. Li Qiuyue saw that he did not say anything, and shouted angrily.

Ye Chen laughed bitterly: "Sister Li, don't be impatient. I'll take a look first."

"Sure."

Li Qiuyue paused for a moment, then snorted coldly: "Previously, we were begging him, but he humiliated us a bit. I want to see, this time, what kind of attitude will he have when he begs us?"

"Old Wan, from this young man's tone, it seems that he is able to cure your illness." Miao Qin's face was full of excitement, to the point that she was even jumping up and down like a little girl: "I told you, we good people will get good rewards, you would definitely be fine."

Hearing this, Wan Changjiang could not help but laugh bitterly.

Good people?

To Lu Xueqi and the others, the word "good" probably meant nothing to them.

"Let's go."

Miao Qin pulled Wan Changjiang towards the door.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at First People'S Hospital's entrance.

"Old Wan, you should behave better later. After all, you've offended him before." Along the way, Miao Qin kept on chattering nonstop, with Wan Changjiang constantly nodding in agreement.

This couple could be said to be a fine couple in Binjiang City business.

When other bosses became rich, most would abandon their wives and find a beautiful lady. Those who didn't abandon their wives would also occasionally pick wild flowers.

But not only did Wan Changjiang not pick wild flowers, he treated Miao Qin as a guest at home.

He may not be a good person, but he was definitely a good husband to Miao Qin. He was also a good father to their children.

Just as he walked to the entrance of the hospital, two people walked over. Seeing the couple, the old man with a head full of white hair greeted: "President Wan."

Wan Changjiang was startled for a moment, and then looked over to the source of the sound, hurriedly replying: "Divine Doctor Su, hello, are you going out?"

"Yes, President Wan, you came because of your illness?"

This grey haired old man was the Su Huairen that was known throughout the capital as the Great Hand of the First Doctor. Although he looked to be in his sixties or seventies, he was actually already in his eighties.

Putting aside his completely white hair, just looking at his face was a rosy complexion with only a few wrinkles on his face. At first glance, he looked like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.

Wan Changjiang's expression darkened, as he nodded silently.

"President Wan, your illness is very strange, I have never seen it before, so I need some time to study it. During this period of time, it would be best for you to give up your job and find a beautiful place to rest. Su Huairen said sincerely and sincerely.

"I see."

Wan Changjiang nodded and said.

"I forgot to introduce him. This is my last disciple, Lilac." Su Huairen pointed at the girl beside him, then pointed at Wan Changjiang and said to the girl, "Call me Uncle Wan."

"Uncle Wan."

The girl shouted.

"To be able to enter the eyes of Divine Doctor Su, Miss Ding is not simple at all." Wan Changjiang sized the girl up, then said with a smile: "To become Divine Doctor Su's last disciple at such a young age, your future achievements will definitely not be small."

"The reason I'm back home is to join Master's sect. In the future, I will definitely outdo him." Clove said confidently.

"His ambition is ambitious, and he deserves encouragement."

Wan Changjiang said casually.

It had been almost half an hour since they last called. What if the other party left first after being impatient? She could not help but urge: "Old Wan, don't make me wait so long, you are ill."

Wan Changjiang nodded, then nodded apologetically at Su Huairen: "Divine Doctor Su, I'll trouble you to take care of my illness. I still have things to do, so I'll be taking my leave first."

"Alright."

Su Huairen nodded his head: "You can go take care of it first."

The couple did not delay any longer as they hurriedly entered the hospital.

Su Huairen frowned, the girl beside him said: "Master, Uncle Wan is so anxious, he seems to be looking for someone to treat him."

"Maybe."

Su Huairen also had this suspicion.

"Is there anyone in the Binjiang City more skilled than you, Master?" Clove could not help but frown and coldly snorted. "Even you are helpless against him. I don't believe that anyone can cure his illness."

Su Huairen shook his head, and said indifferently: "Clove, you can't say it like that, there are many different kinds of people in our Hua Country, many of our experts are hiding in the streets."

"Humph! I think Uncle Wan is in a desperate situation. He should be careful not to get fooled by others." Clove paused and then suggested, "Why don't we go up and have a look? If it's a scam, we can expose it on the spot too, so that Uncle Wan won't be tricked."