"You won't have class in the afternoon?" Zhang Yang reminded.
It doesn't matter to him, he won't learn anything from the internship, and Wan Yumin wishes he didn't go, but if he did, he would feel a little restrained.
"Who would go to class if they can make money? Isn't that stupid?" Wang Yang was very excited.
"Stop being so verbose. If you don't want to go to class, just lead the way."
Zhang Yang smiled and kicked him, feeling very happy in his heart.
Although he was studying here, he couldn't even provide food and clothing for his stomach, so why bother studying? Thinking of this, Zhang Yang felt much calmer.
Wang Yang took him downstairs to the preparatory class, took out the remote control and pressed it, and the lights of a Japanese off-road vehicle flashed.
The car was also considered luxurious, which made Zhang Yang a little confused. How did these grandsons get the ability to actually drive good cars? Thinking of this, he became more determined to make money.
The two got in the car and drove to Xinkai Hotel.
"Do you know who the other party is?" Zhang Yang asked out of boredom in the car.
Since his grandfather refused to treat him, there must be his reasons. This patient doesn't seem to be a good person. Let's get to know him better first.
"Luo Wenhui, Vice Mayor of Donghai City."
"Deputy mayor? Your grandfather dares not to treat such an awesome person?" Zhang Yang was a little surprised.
As a first-tier city, Donghai City is not easy to hold the position of deputy mayor, and its energy is naturally extraordinary. Isn't Wang Yang's grandfather afraid of his revenge?
"Of course I can't say it clearly. It's just an excuse for being in poor health and unable to treat him."
When Wang Yang mentioned this, he continued with some annoyance: "The deputy mayor is in charge of catering and medical drugs. At that time, the suppression of traditional Chinese medicine was very strong. Moreover, his style was problematic, so my grandfather was unwilling to treat him."
"Oh, I see."
Zhang Yang answered with a sudden realization, thinking that this old man had more principles than his grandson, and he could be considered a man of backbone.
There were very few vehicles on the road. After Wang Yang's color blindness was cured, he was able to have fun. He drove very fast and quickly arrived at the hotel.
The hotel is magnificent, with an artificial fountain in front of the door, and there are many luxury cars parked in the parking area. There are actually a few curly-haired foreigners coming in and out. The quality is very unusual.
After taking a look at the sign on the wall, I realized that this hotel was actually a five-star hotel. For medical treatment, I went to a five-star hotel to book a room. This was the first time Zhang Yang encountered this.
Wang Yang obviously knew the room number, so he took Zhang Yang directly into the elevator and pressed the button for the seventh floor.
Knocking on the door of room 702, a middle-aged man in his fifties soon opened the door and greeted the two of them to go in.
"Mayor Luo, this is my classmate Zhang Yang. He is here to treat you." Wang Yang introduced him first.
Luo Wenhui's fat face was sallow, and he obviously looked sick. Although he had a habitual kind smile on his face, his brows were furrowed, and he was obviously suffering from illness.
The bulging beer belly and the occasional sly suspicion in his eyes made Zhang Yang feel that this person was very scheming and that he belonged to a well-intentioned intriguer in the officialdom.
"Xiao Wang, didn't you say you found a miracle doctor for me? This..." Luo Wenhui asked with a complex expression on his face, filled with dissatisfaction and confusion.
He originally thought that Wang Yang came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine and must know many famous doctors, so he agreed with confidence and paid him to help find a doctor to treat his illness.
As Zhang Yang was so young, it was difficult to associate him with famous doctors and miracle doctors, and his heart was filled with disappointment.
"Mayor Luo, age does not matter in terms of your medical skills. I will take your pulse first."
Zhang Yang knew his doubts and was too lazy to explain. It would be better to speak directly with facts to make him believe in himself.
"Oh, you might as well give it a try."
Luo Wenhui's words were still filled with doubts, but he stretched out his hand.
"The deficiency fire is strong, the yang energy is gradually declining, the kidneys are normal but the meridians are disordered, this is an unspeakable disease."
Zhang Yang grabbed his wrist carelessly, took his pulse and said calmly.
In fact, before he even came in, he had already sensed that the deputy mayor must be in trouble.
There wasn't even a soul at the door. As the deputy mayor, since he was treating a disease, he couldn't just shout around and at least have his subordinates to take care of him.
If it is a normal illness, you will definitely choose to treat it at home or in the hospital.
But he was alone in a hotel room for medical treatment. He was willing to spend so much money. It was obvious that he had a guilty conscience and was afraid that others would know about it.
"Yeah?"
Luo Wenhui's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he pondered for a moment before continuing: "Can this disease be cured?"
"This disease is inherently incurable. If it is treated with traditional Chinese medicine at the beginning, it may be curable, but..."
After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, looking extremely helpless.
"But what? Has the treatment been delayed? Can it still be saved?"
Luo Wenhui was feeling happy just now, but now his heart suddenly lifted again and he asked anxiously.
"But you took a lot of antibiotics. Although you were able to control the condition, the toxins in your body accumulated more and more. At the current outbreak stage, pus and ulcers can no longer be controlled by antibiotics."
"Yes, if I choose traditional Chinese medicine treatment now, can it still be cured?"
What Zhang Yang said was completely consistent with his condition. Luo Wenhui was convinced of him. It was too late to regret not choosing traditional Chinese medicine and asked anxiously.
"It can be cured through detoxification through acupuncture and conditioning with traditional Chinese medicine, but it may take a little longer."
"you mean……"
"To completely eliminate toxins from the body, at least one course of acupuncture is required, once a month, which takes more than half a year."
"Okay, as long as it can be cured, even if it takes a year." Luo Wenhui was overjoyed when he heard that it could be cured, and he didn't care about the length of time.
After a pause, he suddenly thought of something and continued: "But the cost of this treatment..."
Since Zhang Yang said it was so complicated and difficult to treat, the cost of treatment became a concern for him.
Although I have indeed made a lot of money as the deputy mayor over the years, I still feel reluctant to throw it away so much for nothing.
"Mayor Luo, don't worry. In addition to the fee agreed upon the first time, I will provide you with free acupuncture in the future."
Zhang Yang pondered for a moment and then continued: "As for the cost of medicine, different medicines need to be prepared according to the treatment situation, but the price will not be too high."
In fact, he used the Jiulong Soul-Reviving Needle to completely cure him in one go, and he didn't even need to take any Chinese medicine.
But I already got to know him a bit on the way here. Since he has made a lot of money, let him spit it out slowly. The knife is so hard that everyone will feel pain.
What's more, a dignified deputy mayor happens to be in charge of pharmaceuticals and medical care. He might be useful in the future, so let's catch him first.
"Thank you, thank you." Luo Wenhui thanked him repeatedly.
The price for this first time was only 600,000 yuan, which made him full of worries. If the treatment lasted for half a year, it would cost millions of dollars. No matter how much money was spent, it would not be enough.
Hearing Zhang Yang say that he would receive acupuncture for free and the medicines were not too expensive, he felt relieved a lot.
When the two asked and answered, they both knew it well, but they did not identify the disease clearly, leaving Wang Yang beside him confused.
"Little brother, shall we start acupuncture now?" Luo Wenhui asked impatiently.
"Well, the earlier the treatment, the better." Zhang Yang agreed.
"Xiao Wang, I know you young people can't bear your temper. I don't know how long this acupuncture will take."
Luo Changhui stood up, turned around and took out a wad of money from a bag on the table and continued: "There is a bar next to the hotel. Go there and relax. I will call you after the acupuncture."
His intention was very clear, he just wanted Wang Yang to avoid it and didn't want him to see his illness.
It is true that such a disease is difficult to talk about. Anyone who understands knows that if he had not messed with women, he would not have contracted such a disease. Naturally, he did not want a third person to know.
"Thank you, Mayor Luo. Then I'll go out and play for a while."
Although Wang Yang was curious, the temptation in the bar also made him full of expectations. After taking Luo Changhui's money unceremoniously, he turned and walked out of the room.
Luo Changhui walked to the door and locked it. When he came back, he breathed a long sigh of relief. You can imagine the confusion in his heart.
Then he unbuttoned his pants and lowered his lower body clothes to below his knees.
A disgusting stench came, and Zhang Yang immediately frowned and looked at his lifeline.
Although he knew from the pulse count that his condition was serious, when he actually saw it, he felt a tightness in his chest.
My stomach immediately felt extremely turbulent, and everything I ate at noon seemed to burst out of my throat.
Luo Wenhui's lifeline and surroundings were covered with abscesses, some of which had burst and started to fester. The milky white thick juice was mixed with blood, which made people unbearable to look at it.
"Mayor Luo, you are playing a little too far." Zhang Yang teased with a bitter smile while holding back his nausea.
"Don't call me Mayor Luo, it's a little foreign."
Luo Changhui paused for a moment and continued: "I'm a few years older than you, so I can make some money, as befitting an older brother. What do you think, little brother?"
He thought that his illness had been completely seen by him, and he must have known the cause of the illness, so he would no longer have any secrets in front of him.
I also hope that he will not tell this matter, otherwise others will laugh at it, and if he is investigated for such a matter, it will be really humiliating and embarrassing.
It is better to please Zhang Yang first, not to mention that he will continue to receive treatment in the later stage. The closer the relationship is, the better, and then he starts to call himself brother and sister.
"Brother Luo, this foreign girl has a lot of firepower, but she has a lot of Yin energy. She is very good at tossing around, especially niggas, and she is not something ordinary people can play with." Zhang Yang said with a bad smile.
"Brother, stop making fun of me. I was just out of curiosity, so I indulged myself once." Luo Wenhui blushed and explained awkwardly.
"Brother Luo is so lucky that he won a big prize in one go. It's time to buy a lottery ticket and try it."
Zhang Yang knew that he did not dare to offend him, so he spoke without hesitation, making Luo Huihui look even more embarrassed.
"What kind of disease is this? To tell you the truth, I even went to Beidu to find experts from major hospitals, but they couldn't make a diagnosis."
Chapter completed!