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Chapter 372

Zhang Tiezhu originally planned to turn around and leave.

But suddenly he stopped leaving.

"Hey, do you really want to ask me to treat your dad?"

"Of course, please ask the miracle doctor to cure my dad..."

"Okay, take me to see him..."

Zhang Tiezhu actually nodded in agreement.

At this time, the onlookers burst into cheers, thinking that it was their pressure of condemnation that forced Zhang Tiezhu to agree.

"Young man, if this doctor doesn't treat your father well, you can always ask us for help. We are reporters from Yongyuan City New Media..."

At this time, a young man immediately handed a business card to Zhao Xiaoshuai who stood up, and Zhao Xiaoshuai quickly collected it.

"Let's go, take us there..." Zhang Tiezhu urged again.

"Okay, okay..."

Zhao Xiaoshuai seemed to have a particularly good attitude. With a smile on his face, he led Zhang Tiezhu and the others towards the roadside and got into the taxi that was waiting for Zhang Tiezhu on the roadside.

"Go to the cancer hospital..." Zhao Xiaoshuai sat in the passenger seat and said to the driver.

The driver immediately drove the car and drove quickly towards Yongyuan Cancer Hospital.

There are two well-known hospitals in Yongyuan City. The first one is the First Hospital where Xiao Yujie works, and the second famous hospital is Yongyuan City Cancer Hospital, which is famous for treating various tumors.

Cancer hospitals are different from ordinary hospitals. Patients who come to this hospital usually come to save their lives, so they spend money like water.

When ordinary poor people arrive here, they rarely survive a few days. After spending all their money, they can only go home and wait to die.

Walking into the hospital and seeing so many patients, Zhang Tiezhu fell into deep thought.

It is true that he is a doctor, but he cannot save so many people with his own abilities.

If we want to save more cancer patients, we can only start with traditional Chinese medicine.

Zhang Tiezhu is determined to develop a drug that can truly cure cancer patients, so that patients can get rid of the pain without spending too much money.

"Julie, don't go in, there are all patients inside..."

Zhang Tiezhu stood at the door, stopped Zhu Li who had been following him and said.

"I'm not afraid. What do patients have to be afraid of? Brother Tiezhu, I will go wherever you go..."

Zhu Li took Zhang Tiezhu's hand.

"Okay, then come in with me..."

Zhang Tiezhu touched Zhu Li's hand and felt that this girl was so sensible.

The two of them followed Zhao Xiaoshuai to the door of a ward, where a woman was standing guard in front of a skinny man.

This man looked so strong some time ago, but now he is on the verge of death.

Seeing Zhang Tiezhu, Zhao Shiren, who had been lying on the hospital bed with dull eyes, immediately lit up and struggled to get up.

His wife Chen Juying quickly helped him sit up on the back of the bed.

"God, miracle doctor, miracle doctor, you are here..."

When Zhao Shiren was talking, he couldn't help but shed tears. It seemed that he had been suffering for such a long time.

Due to chemotherapy, there was not even a single hair left on Zhao Shiren's head at this time, his eye sockets were sunken, and only skin and bones were left on his face.

"Boss Zhao, it's a little late for you to find me now..."

Seeing Zhao Shiren's appearance, Zhang Tiezhu sighed.

I had long said that he must receive his treatment as soon as possible, but the big boss refused to believe it at the time and even kicked me out of his shop.

Then, his son colluded with evil forces to harm him, which ultimately delayed the best treatment time, and he was the only one who suffered.

"Miracle doctor, please, please save me, I know you must have a way to cure me, please..."

Zhao Shiren remembered and knelt down to beg Zhang Tiezhu, but Zhang Tiezhu held him down.

Although Zhao Shiren didn't know how good Zhang Tiezhu's medical skills were, Zhang Tiezhu was able to see through his illness at a glance when he was in the store, which shows that Zhang Tiezhu is a man of real ability.

"Oh, it's so difficult..."

After Zhang Tiezhu felt his pulse, he sighed deeply again.

This is not Zhang Tiezhu's pretense, but it is really difficult. Treating such a critically ill patient who is on the verge of death will not only exhaust his own strength, but also make his cultivation level greatly deteriorate.

"Miracle doctor, as long as you cure my illness and make me immortal, I, I am willing to spend all my wealth, I am willing to give all my property to you..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tiezhu had not yet made any comment, but the expressions of Zhao Xiaoshuai and his mother standing next to him immediately changed.

Zhao Xiaoshuai's mother Chen Cuiying quickly sat next to him and cried: "World, you have no conscience, I have been with you all my life, and now you are sick and want to abandon us and our son, and you also give all the money to others. You are really

You have no conscience, if you leave, how will we, mother and son, live in the future..."

This woman cried whenever she wanted, her tears streaming down her face.

She had used this trick these past few days to delay Zhao Shiren from signing the donation.

Zhang Tiezhu looked at the mother and son and knew that they did not want to treat Zhao Shiren.

But why did Zhao Xiaoshuai beg him to treat his father? What was the reason?

Zhang Tiezhu knew that people like Zhao Xiaoshuai were the most heartless wolves, and it was impossible for him to suddenly find his conscience and ask him to save his father.

There must be some reason why he had to invite him over.

Zhang Tiezhu couldn't figure out why for a while, so he could only take one step at a time.

"Madam, I want to say that I can cure him and you will not become a widow in the future..."

"Are you so confident?" Chen Cuiying looked at him and asked.

"Of course, I can sign a contract with you."

"What contract do you sign?"

"If I cure Mr. Zhao Shiren, then all his money will be donated to the welfare home. But if I cannot cure him, I am willing to compensate you one million."

"No, no, it's all our fault." Zhao Xiaoshuai quickly shook his head and refused.

Just now, this guy was kneeling at the school gate begging him to save his father, but now he shook his head and refused.

"Xiao Shuai, don't you want your father and me to live?" Zhao Shiren looked at Zhao Xiaoshuai angrily, feeling extremely painful in his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhao Shiren always wanted Zhao Xiaoshuai to live the best life, for fear that he would be a little wronged.

Unexpectedly, this unfilial son no longer wanted to save him because of money.

"Dad, this person may not be able to save you..." Zhao Xiaoshuai walked over quickly to find an excuse.

"Don't worry about it, I'll sign a contract with him..."

Zhao Shiren pushed Zhao Xiaoshuai away. Although he was already very weak, he was still able to burst out with such great strength because of his anger. He pushed Zhao Xiaoshuai back three or four steps before he stopped.

"Zhao Shiren, if you really think about it, I can take action, but the treatment requires several courses. After one treatment, I will donate a quarter of your property. After you fully recover, you will become a pauper..."

"Okay, yes, as long as I can be cured, money is nothing. Even if I work for others, I can support my family..."

Zhao Shiren has already decided.

In fact, he had long seen Zhao Xiaoshuai's unfilial piety, so he always wanted to donate all his property.

Now Zhang Tiezhu is willing to help him get cured and ask him to donate his property after he is cured. Zhao Shiren has no reason not to agree to this request.

"Then I'll call the notary right away and sign the contract on the spot." Zhang Tiezhu said.

"Okay, okay, okay, sign the contract on the spot, but I don't need you to pay one million, even if you can't cure me, it has nothing to do with you if I die..."

Zhao Shiren never thought about asking Zhang Tiezhu to compensate.

"Dad, you are too confused. How can you not refuse compensation? No, absolutely not..."

Zhao Xiaoshuai immediately objected again.

This kind of contract is simply too deceptive. Regardless of the outcome of the treatment, their family will eventually become poor. This is a reality that Zhao Xiaoshuai is unwilling to accept no matter what.


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