"You are the one who is sick!"
It is taboo to say that someone is sick.
Mr. Chen replied smoothly.
However, I soon realized I was wrong.
What he saw in front of him was not an ordinary person, nor an ordinary doctor, but the famous Dr. Liu Maqiao. When he said he was sick, he was really sick.
Besides, Mr. Chen himself also knows that he has been very weak recently, often suffers from cold sweats, dreams, and his diet is not very good.
He thought it was due to kidney deficiency. He saw several famous doctors at the First Affiliated Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and they all said he had kidney deficiency. He took a few Chinese medicines, which seemed to have some effect, but not obvious.
He quickly changed his mind and said: "You said I am sick, what is wrong with me?"
Liu Muqiao smiled coldly and said: "If you are stubborn, you just pretend that you are not sick. If you admit your mistake, especially apologize to General Manager Zhong Ling, I can help you treat this disease."
Mr. Chen did not dare to speak harshly. He was really worried about getting seriously ill, so he quickly said to Zhong Ling: "Mr. Zhong, I'm sorry. I, Chen Minghan, did something wrong. I apologize. I hope you won't take it to heart about what happened tonight. As for my car, I'm sorry."
, my people have been damaged, I admit failure, I deserve it.”
He really apologized.
The anger in Liu Muqiao's heart had long since disappeared. He didn't have much anger towards Chen Minghan himself, and he also knew the reason for this man's arrogance. It was just that he had to endure a lot of pressure in the world, and he wanted to go out and relax, so seizing a parking space was nothing more than finding a car.
Psychological balance.
In fact, many so-called "successful people" have this kind of mentality.
Despite the glamorous appearance of many entrepreneurs, deep down in their hearts, they also have accumulated a lot of resentment, and this resentment is vented in another form, that is, bullying others.
People who wear famous watches, wear famous makeup, drive luxury cars, travel in a pompous manner, often visit high-end entertainment venues, drink famous wine and smoke, and hold their heads high in front of the world are most likely to have this kind of mentality.
People who have confidence, content, and self-confidence don’t care about these things at all.
Chen Minghan's character was distorted because of his father's appearance in public. He could only walk at night in brocade clothes, but he was not willing to walk in brocade clothes at night.
Liu Muqiao smiled and said: "Since Mr. Chen said so, then I will help you."
"What disease do I have?"
"What kind of disease do you have? Come to the hospital for a checkup. You can come to me tomorrow, or in a few days. If I'm not here, you can also go to Professor Du Xiaoping or Professor Meng Yunfei."
"What kind of doctors are these two?"
"Pancreatic Surgery."
"Ah...I have pancreatic cancer?"
Chen Minghan was not stupid. When he heard it was pancreatic surgery, he naturally knew something. His feet gave out, he swayed twice, "Poof!" and fell to the ground, fainting from fright.
I'm really dizzy.
Several people came forward and picked up Chen Minghan. One of the older people said, "Professor Liu, you didn't scare him, did you?"
"Why should I scare him?"
"What disease does he have?"
"Pancreatic cancer!"
Only then did everyone wake up.
This is a serious illness!
Everyone is in danger.
"Hurry up and apologize to Professor Liu! We were wrong!"
"Professor Liu, please save our boss!"
It is the job of this group of people to serve Chen Minghan. If the boss dies, their jobs will be lost. Everyone knows that changing jobs is a very painful thing.
……
Early the next morning, before going to work, Chen Minghan found Liu Muqiao surrounded by a group of people.
Liu Muqiao arranged for Jiang Weiwei to be specifically responsible.
Jiang Weiwei prescribed several checklists for him, and by the time the MRI came out, he had officially gone through the admission procedures.
Pancreatic head cancer.
The diagnosis is certain.
It was only around noon when Chen Minghan's father arrived. When he found Liu Muqiao, Liu Muqiao was discussing some specific issues with Zhao Yilin about the neuropsychiatric center.
"Chen Tiehua! Are you Chen Tiehua? The great general Chen Tiehua we studied back then! What a celebrity!" Zhao Yilin shouted in surprise like a child.
When Zhao Yilin was studying in junior high school, Chen Tiehua was a hero of the era and a pioneer who went against the trend.
Chen Tiehua has gray hair, his face is weathered, and he looks sad.
"It's ridiculous. I'm sorry, I'm young and ignorant, and I'll be in pain for the rest of my life!" Chen Tiehua smiled bitterly, "Today, I'm here just to ask Professor Liu to save my son no matter what."
Liu Muqiao smiled and said: "Don't panic, your son's disease is a very common disease in our hospital. We perform thousands of such surgeries every year, and the results are very good."
Chen Tiehua hurriedly said: "I heard that Quanzi had some conflicts with you last night. It's all my son's fault. Please don't take it to heart. He is a patient now. You are a great doctor with high medical ethics, so you will not care.
Right?"
Liu Muqiao smiled and said: "You can't make a deal with your noble master without fighting. In fact, it's just for fun."
Chen Tiehua said: "Professor Liu, you are so generous and don't care about it. I am very grateful. There is one more thing I would like to ask you for help."
"You said."
"My son's surgery must be performed by you."
"Oh, that's easy to say. I'm the surgeon."
"Those are my son's reborn parents."
"Don't say that, I'm just a doctor."
"No, I asked around. The pancreatic surgery department in your hospital is the best in the world, and you are the best doctor in Antai Hospital. How should I thank you? Well, let me give you a Rolls-Royce."
Liu Muqiao waved his hand, "Don't give it away. Doctors cannot accept gifts of valuables from patients. Besides, we have performed tens of thousands of surgeries like your son's."
"No, I must give you something. Otherwise, I have some good stocks on the Shenzhen Stock Exchange, and I will give you some."
Zhao Yilin interrupted and said: "Mr. Chen, don't bother, Liu Muqiao is not short of money."
Chen Tiehua thought, yes, talking about money in front of Liu Muqiao, isn't that like wielding a sword in front of Guan Gong?
"I'm sorry, I really don't know how to thank you."
After chatting for a while, Liu Muqiao and Chen Tiehua agreed on the surgery the day after tomorrow. Liu Muqiao came on stage to perform the surgery. The main assistants were confirmed, and Jiang Weiwei was the one to assist.
Zhao Yilin admired Chen Tiehua very much. He suggested that he and Chen Tiehua should make a movie together, and Chen Tiehua readily agreed.
After taking the photos, Zhao Yilin suggested, "Let's go to the ward to see Mr. Chen."
Of course Chen Tiehua is happy, and Liu Muqiao has no objection.
When we arrived at the ward, Chen Minghan's condition was still very bad.
Like most patients with cancer, when they hear the word cancer, they can't recover for a few days. In the past, cancer only existed in other people, but one day it suddenly appeared in myself, and the sky really fell.
Chen Minghan's reaction was more intense than ordinary people, which was related to his character. When his father and Liu Maqiao came in, he was still dumbfounded, with no light in his eyes, full of despair and anger.
Cancer patients have very complicated emotions, but the common point is that they keep asking, God, why are you so unfair?
This chapter has been completed!