More and more people are pouring into the hospital.
Liu Muqiao reminded many times that there must be order, one group goes out and another group comes in.
However, this is not the case in fact. Many people are lying on the ground without even a place to stretch their feet.
"No, the boat is rocking so hard and there are people everywhere on the ground. How can I work?" Liu Miqiao really had no place to stand.
"I paid the money!" the patient said confidently.
"Did you pay the money? What money?" Liu Miqiao felt something was wrong.
"I paid 200,000 pounds!"
The speaker was a young son-in-law who was a typical rich second generation. His family business had an annual net profit of one billion pounds.
Liu Muqiao stopped what he was doing and said, "Who took your money?"
"Isn't it you? We agreed, 200,000, to save my life. What, do you have professional ethics? Does your speech count?"
Liu Muqiao looked towards Fuoqi.
"I didn't!"
Fuoqi indeed does not.
He knew that someone was trying to make money for the country, but what could he do? He could only turn a blind eye.
Fuoqi has no way to stabilize the situation now. In fact, this is indeed the case. On the entire ship, Liu Maqiao's Tian Lai Needle is the only way to survive. Everyone wants to seize this opportunity.
It is considered civilized if there is no fighting.
Besides, not to mention the crew members, who were not tempted by the temptation of hundreds of thousands of pounds, even Fuoqi himself had this idea.
As long as you can treat 4 or 5 patients, you will become a millionaire immediately.
If it weren't for Liu Muqiao's reminder just now, he would have already made up his mind and planned to cooperate with a young man to get a few patients.
Liu Muqiao quits his job.
This cannot be a game for the rich, nor can I, Liu Muqiao, be a tool for the rich. Besides, to say the least, you can't do it secretly. You make money and I work hard.
Of course, Liu Muqiao doesn't care about this little money. For Liu Muqiao, money is really just a number. Not to mention his pharmaceutical factory, even the money remitted from Libia is more than one billion US dollars a year. How he spends it doesn't matter.
It doesn’t cost a cent.
Originally, if you have money, you have to spend it, but you don’t have nowhere to spend it. Buying a good car, having good wine and food every day, and visiting high-end clubs all require money.
However, Liu Muqiao spends most of his time in the hospital every day, seeing doctors and doing surgeries, and he never tires of it. He really has no interest in spending money to enjoy things.
Jiang Wei suggested that Liu Miqiao be given a better car.
Liu Muqiao disagreed. He said that there is not much difference between Bentley and Mercedes-Benz.
There is definitely a difference. The difference between an ordinary Mercedes-Benz and a Bentley is not small. However, Liu Miqiao thinks about the case every day and does not fully appreciate the comfort of the car.
He is a little angry now, not because of money, but because he thinks that I cannot be someone else's tool.
Especially for the rich second generation just now, the words "I paid the money" deeply hurt Liu Miqiao.
"You have money so you can get my service? You have money and I am poor, right? I should give you priority, right?"
Liu Muqiao was angry.
Young Master said loudly: "Of course, if I pay for your services, you must give me priority!"
His disease is not particularly severe, it is of the ordinary type but more severe.
Liu Muqiao was not prepared to do it for him, not entirely because he was angry, but because he listened and felt, which should stabilize his condition.
Liu Muqiao is not in the habit of being serious with patients.
"You still won't do it for me?" Young Master said loudly.
"If you don't do it, whoever collects your money will be the one you go to!"
"..." was dumb.
He is looking for the person who took him £200,000.
Not here.
The man went on to do the next business.
The young man named "Q" has made three such deals today, and he is looking for the fourth such prey.
The dream of becoming a millionaire is not far away.
His goal is 10.
The young master argued with Liu Muxiao for a while, but when he saw that Liu Muxiao refused to accept the offer, he knew that the money had been collected by someone else. He became anxious and rushed out of the hospital to find that person.
The young man named "Q" is negotiating with an old man.
The old man is dying.
He is not too rich, so of course he is willing to spend 200,000 pounds to save lives, but where can he get it in such a short time?
"Can I pay it after I land? I only have 110,000 on the card now."
"No, now, others are rushing to give you 200,000 yuan. I think your condition is more serious, so I give you priority."
Q noticed that Liu Muqiao was selective about his patients. He would put aside the mild patients to let them experience Tianlai Acupuncture, and only give Tianlai Acupuncture to severe patients.
Since you want to collect money from others, you must let Liu Miqiao do it.
Therefore, Q only selects those who are seriously ill.
The old man no longer had the strength to speak, so he just begged in his throat, "Do well. After I get better, I will definitely return the remaining money to you. I am also willing to add interest."
Just as he was talking, Young Master came up to him.
"You liar! You said they would treat me. Well, they told me, but they didn't treat me. What do you think I should do?"
Q was surprised.
Found?
"I'll refund the money."
"Refund? No problem! What I want now is to survive. Want to refund the money? No way!"
"I ask you, why don't they give you treatment?"
"He said he didn't charge me any money."
"Hey, how can you tell him that I took your money? It's over, it's over, the whole plan is over."
Indeed, there are not many people doing this kind of business now. There are only three people. If it is exposed, it will be troublesome. If Liu Miqiao is kept in the dark, everyone will be angry.
Q turned around and left. The old man's voice sounded desperate behind Liu Muqiao, and the young master also staggered after him.
……
The boat is rocking more and more violently.
Although it avoided the center of the typhoon, the wind force still reached level 10. It may continue to strengthen in the next few hours. Only God knows whether it will capsize. Even the captain, who has been in the wind and waves all his life, is now pale.
He kept saying, God bless, God bless.
Due to the sharp reduction in staff, no one came to collect the bodies of the dead. In addition to being able to guarantee three meals a day above the 10th floor, nearly 2,000 people below have been without food and water for more than a day.
There is another reason why waiters are reluctant to go below the 10th floor. There are too many dead people and too many seriously ill patients.
Another reason is that people below the tenth floor are relatively poor, and their food expenses are very small. Now that the food stored on the ship is limited, they can only give priority to VIPs.
……
Fuoqi is on the phone with the headquarters again.
He begged again to deliver Chinese medicinal materials as soon as possible!
"Although Liu Miqiao's acupuncture can save some people on the ship, a large number of people are dying. Less than one-third of the people alive are not sick. More than 2,000 people have fallen ill, and at least 300 people have fallen ill.
He's dead. Hurry up and deliver the Chinese medicinal materials!"
Fuoqi’s voice was hoarse.
"I want Chinese medicine! Chinese medicine! Chinese medicine!"
This chapter has been completed!