C199 immortal doctor

"Are you telling the truth?" Dong Yi asked.

Nowadays, more and more people were suffering. Weren't those who had recently become a hot celebrity all because of their miserable performances? However, looking at the man's appearance, it did not seem like he was faking it. At his age, if he was lying, Dong Yi could easily see through him. Although the observation of emotion and pathology are still quite different.

"It's true. If I had a single lie, I would have died a horrible death." The writing man almost swore.

"Swearing is useless. If you want me to believe you, then take me with you." Dong Yi said.

The writing man was not willing to bring Dong Yi to see his grandfather, but he did not dare to disobey.

After getting into Dong Yi's car, they led him towards the hospital where his grandfather was.

Originally, Dong Yi wanted to ask more about it and then look for Xiong He. But he had changed his mind now, because life was at stake.

Although this boy did something wrong, his grandfather was innocent. Since he had met a patient, he couldn't just ignore him.

Through chatting, he found out that this youth was called Zhao Hongjun. His grandfather was a veteran, so he gave him this name.

And his grandfather was the most terrible disease of the day, the late stage of liver cancer.

Under Zhao Hongjun's guidance, they arrived at the old city district.

"Can you guys not say anything when you see me in a while? I can't take it." Zhao Hongjun said in a submissive manner.

"Little friend, you should thank Dong Yi.

He Bei said with a smile.

Hearing that, Zhao Hongjun did not react, he did not understand what He Bei meant.

"My friend here is a doctor, and he gave me the nickname 'Undying Doctor'. Do you know why it's called that? " He Bei explained: "Because no matter how serious the patient is, he won't die in front of my friend. It's your fortune to be able to meet him. "

When Zhao Hongjun heard this, his tears simply flowed down. No one knew more than he did about his grandfather's illness. There was no way to treat it. He had been to many hospitals, but none of them were willing to accept him.

A patient who could not be saved, and the hospital was afraid of affecting its own mortality rate.

"If you can save my grandfather's illness, he will be my benefactor. I am willing to be your slave to repay you. And this money, I'll give it all to you. "

Zhao Hongjun really wanted to tug on the word, but his words were so poor that he didn't know how to express his inner thoughts.

Moreover, he directly kneeled down on the carriage to express his gratitude. However, the money he had just received was still in his pocket.

"Don't kneel, even if you like it, I'm still afraid of losing my life. You don't have to thank me. Healing is one thing, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to forgive your mistakes. "I did it because your grandfather is a soldier. If the patient was you, I wouldn't care."

Zhao Hongjun lowered his head and sat in a corner, feeling very ashamed.

"When did I get the term 'immortal doctor'?" Dong Yi started to joke with He Bei again.

"The patient who came to our pharmacy picked this up for you. I think it's very loud and it suits you."

"This is too exaggerated. There are some diseases that I am unable to treat."

Dong Yi sighed. Although he had become an alchemist student, he was still far from being able to compare to his own master. Even if they met with real problems, they would feel helpless.

After a few more traffic lights, they arrived at the hospital where Grandpa Zhao Hongjun was.

Dragon Head Central Hospital, a very big brand. The LED lights reflected off the light for hundreds of thousands of meters, outshining all the other shops in the area.

"What big words you have there! You call yourself a dragon head." He Bei frowned unhappily.

Even if his family ran a hospital, he would not dare to be so overbearing.

"This is the best Chinese Medical Hospital in Shu Du. Although it was a private enterprise, it was better than a public hospital. Grandfather's disease is not suitable for surgery, and only Chinese medicine has a sliver of hope. "

Zhao Hongjun lowered his head and said.

"What you said is very true. Some prescriptions can treat incurable diseases, but the number of people who can do so is too few. It's very difficult to come across them."

After parking the car, they all got off and entered the hospital.

This was a private hospital, but the environment was excellent, and the facilities and medical resources were as good as any other hospital's.

When Dong Yi passed by, he took a look at the introduction. The hospital's Principal's surname was Ao.

"Ao Yun's family runs the hospital, I wonder if it's here."

When they went upstairs, the nurse on duty did not even look at them.

When he arrived at the Inpatient Department, he found that the hospital's business was flourishing. Not only were the wards all full, the corridors were also full of makeshift beds.

Zhao Hongjun's grandfather was sitting in the corner of the hallway. Even so, one could still see the heroic aura this old man exuded.

"Originally, when we came, there were still some beds, but we didn't have the money to live there." Zhao Hongjun looked at his grandfather with a heartache.

Dong Yi looked at it, it could be considered as a title worthy of a descendant of a soldier.

"Little Red Army, why did you come back so late? Your grandfather is about to die. " A middle-aged woman at the side said.

Zhao Hongjun once again dropped his tears, and pounced onto his grandfather's body.

His grandfather, Zhao Xiong, felt someone, and slowly opened his eyes. With difficulty, he raised his hand, and wanted to stroke his own grandson.

The old man's eyes were cloudy, but there was no pain, only reluctance. The old man himself knew that he could no longer hold on. There was no fear, only worry for his grandson.

Dong Yi could tell that this old man was barely holding on.

"Grandfather, you'll be fine." Zhao Hongjun tried his best to hold back his tears.

"Grandpa is old. After living for so long, it's worth it." However, if you do not have a grandfather in the future, you must take good care of yourself and do not make your grandfather worry. "

Zhao Hongjun opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but choked with emotions.

The patients and their families at the side were all silent. Perhaps before long, this scene would descend upon them.

"Lordmaster, don't say such unlucky things. Aren't you still … Alive? "

A nurse walked out from a sickroom to the side. She wanted to say that she wasn't dead yet. Feeling that it wasn't too good, she changed her mind.

"Yes, Grandpa, you'll be fine."

Zhao Hongjun wiped his tears and forced a smile.

"Yeah, little Red Army, didn't you go to raise money for your grandfather? Did you not get it? If you did, then hurry up and pay the fees. I'll quickly arrange for a doctor to treat you. He had to be treated tonight. "If you're not done yet, you can only go home."

Although the nurse was very tactful, her meaning was very clear. If you don't have money, then move away quickly.

"Thank you, nurse. We're not going to treat her and will be leaving now." Zhao Xiong said weakly.