Before the tea was even cold, the guests were sent away.
Yang Le looked at Sister Maisi, who also frowned and said: "Uncle Chu, now the Sanshan Society is leaderless, and Jiuzhi has been assassinated one after another. The position of the leader is very important. You must not sit idly by..."
"Yuan Jie, Wu Quan, Zhu Hu, they all said so... But now my eyes are dim and I can't see clearly... This is your era, you can decide for yourself... I just want to enjoy my old age..."
Chu Yumen said.
"but……"
Sister Maisi wanted to continue persuading her, but suddenly she heard the sound of "dengdengdengdeng" footsteps coming from the stairs.
She and Yang Le looked together and saw a little girl who was about eight or nine years old running over.
When the little girl saw the two strangers, she was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chu Yumen and made a few gestures.
"Grandpa will accompany you to the yard to ride the wooden horse later... Aunt Tong is outside, and you will play with her first..." Chu Yumen said kindly.
The little girl nodded obediently, turned around and ran towards the door.
When others went out, Chu Yumen said: "I want to play with my granddaughter. You can go back."
"She is your granddaughter... why..." Yang Le did not finish what he said, but everyone could understand the meaning of his words.
"When she was four years old, she went out to play with her parents. On the way back, she was intercepted and killed by her enemies. It was very tragic at the time. My son drove to the hospital desperately, but after he arrived, he was no longer a human being... The child was frightened... From then on
I have become unable to speak..." At the end of his sentence, Chu Yumen shook his head, his face full of desolation.
"Isn't it inevitable that this situation cannot be cured?" Sister Maisi asked.
"I have seen many doctors in Hong Kong and abroad, but no one can do anything. They say this is a neurological loss of voice caused by fright, and more of a need for psychological counseling. Maybe one day, I can become able to speak. Where?
After that, I became disheartened... I no longer want to get involved in the affairs of the world..." Chu Yumen said weakly.
Something happened to Mr. Chu's family, and his son and daughter-in-law were attacked by their enemies, leading to their death. It is not a secret in the society. The murderer was not found later, so he took revenge.
But not many people know that the young granddaughter has become like this.
Sister Maisi didn't know what to say for a moment. Yang Le hesitated for a moment and then said: "Grandpa Chu, I know a doctor with superb medical skills. He may be able to cure your granddaughter's disease."
Hearing this, Chu Yumen's eyes lit up and he said eagerly: "Is it true or false?"
"His name is Zhang Han. He is a doctor at Tang's Medical Center and is known as the Little Miracle Doctor. Yesterday I saw on the Internet that he cured Lin Xintong's vocal cord damage and enabled Lin Xintong to break out of the music scene. The child's symptoms may be worse than Lin Xintong's.
It's heavy, but there's no harm in trying it." Yang Le suggested.
After all, we are young people. Even if we have a lot of worries in a day, we will still go online when we are bored.
Although she didn't know whether Zhang Han's medical skills could cure Chu Yumen's granddaughter, she knew that this was her opportunity.
"Try..." Chu Yumen said subconsciously.
Being able to let his granddaughter call him grandpa is his biggest wish in his life.
"In this case, I will ask Uncle Jiuzhi to ask Dr. Zhang to come over and treat the child." Yang Le said.
"Okay, okay..." Chu Yumen nodded excitedly.
Yang Le immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Brother Jiuzhi's number, asking Brother Jiuzhi to ask Zhang Han to go to Chu Yumen's home to see the child.
…
Zhang Han today is not as busy as usual.
Not only were there a lot of people queuing up at the hospital, but there were also more people than usual buying tickets to jump in line. The prices for the seats in the front row were all over 10,000 yuan, and even the fourth seat was sold for 50,000 yuan.
Bought it at a high price.
Just by looking at the cards of these people, you can tell at a glance that they are either rich or noble.
There is no other way. The shadow of the famous tree, just because Zhang Han cured Lin Xintong's vocal cords in two days, it was worth the registration fee. However, this money was earned by others, and Zhang Han did not get it.
Likewise, each of these conditions is more difficult than the last. Those who stutter, those who are born with hearing impairment, and those who have ADHD.
It can be said that they are basically all difficult and complicated diseases, and they have to go through a series of treatments in the hospital, but they really cannot be cured. The fact that I just came to the hospital today shows how difficult the treatment is.
Zhang Han is busy with acupuncture and dispensing medicine.
He had just finished performing acupuncture on a child when he saw three men squeezing in from outside, and the leader was Brother Hu.
"Little miracle doctor, you are busy..." Brother Hu came to Zhang Han's table and said with a smile.
He didn't call him "brother" today. This was specifically told by Brother Jiuzhi, asking him to pay attention to his identity.
Zhang Han is different from the past...
"Brother Hu, what do you want from me?" Zhang Han asked.
"Brother Jiuzhi said that there is an important patient in Qilong City, and he asked me to invite you for a visit. Let's go there together. He is waiting at the door..." Brother Hu said.
"Well……"
Zhang Han frowned, because he had already put up a sign that he would not go to the clinic anymore.
Moreover, the patients currently at the front of the queue all bought their seats with money. Especially the patient in front of me, whose family spent 50,000 yuan. If this patient leaves, it will explode.
Zhang Han said: "What disease?"
"I don't know either. It's urgent, so just come with me." Brother Hu said eagerly.
"Rules cannot be broken. No matter how anxious you are, you should go to the hospital for treatment. You go back first and we will talk after get off work." Zhang Han said.
What he means is actually very simple, that is, when the clinic closes at night, I will give you a consultation.
This kind of thing cannot be said in a medical clinic. If it were said, there are many people queuing up to see a doctor, and they have a lot of money. They all ask themselves to see the doctor, and they are too busy!
I can't watch it during the day or at night, as I won't have any free time at all.
"Well, then okay..."
Seeing what Zhang Han said, Brother Hu had no choice but to go out.
The patient in front of me is an old woman in her sixties. Her condition is teary eyes, which cannot be cured, and her eyesight is getting worse and worse, and she can almost no longer see people clearly.
After questioning and observing, Zhang Han was generally able to conclude that it was a serious tear duct blockage. It only needed acupuncture to clear the tear ducts, and it would be better. However, Zhang Han was not sure enough about his vision. It was too old.
It's really unclear how much recovery can be achieved.
Seeing Zhang Han say this, the old woman's son immediately said: "Doctor, as long as my mother can stop crying from time to time and her eyesight can recover a little, I will be grateful. How much do you want, just ask."
Zhang Han said: "Acupuncture is 100 yuan per time. If I prescribe some medicine for you, it won't cost much. In this way, I will give your mother acupuncture first..."
"Thank you, thank you..." the man said sincerely.
Today, the total cost for acupuncture and medicine is 400, which is not even a fraction of the cost of buying a massage.
When the man heard the price, he was stunned and immediately paid 400 yuan. But this man had already made up his mind that as long as his mother's illness was cured, he would never pay less for Dr. Zhang's medical expenses.
