Qin Yang smiled and said immediately: "Aunt Liu, the director of the Third Hospital, do you know him?"
"Are you talking about Dean Wei Guokai?"
Liu Yexin nodded: "We know each other, what's wrong?"
Qin Yang immediately told about the murder of He Chong's mother. When Liu Yexin heard this, he was shocked and very angry at the same time.
A hospital director actually took the initiative to harm people. Shouldn't this scare people to death if word spread?
It is not a pity for such a person to die!
"What do you want to do with him?" Liu Yexin calmed down and asked directly.
She knew that Qin Yang would not mention it without reason. Since she asked, she had the idea of dealing with it.
Qin Yang said: "Such a person is too terrible. We cannot allow him to continue to be the director of a hospital."
Liu Yexin thought for a moment, and then said: "Leave this matter to your Uncle Qiao."
Qiao Zhenxiong came back with a smile on his face: "He will come right away. Xiao Qin, if you can really cure him, it will be convenient for you to live in Qingyang City in the future."
Liu Yexin interrupted his rant and briefly described what happened to Qin Yang just now.
Qiao Zhenxiong said solemnly: "It's unforgivable that Wei Guokai is such a person. Don't worry, I will make sure he doesn't get any good results. I'll tell Lao Li later."
More than an hour later, the doorbell rang, and Qiao Zhenxiong went to open the door. A middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and a very bookish attitude pushed a wheelchair into the villa.
A haggard middle-aged woman sat in a wheelchair.
"Old Qiao, where is the miracle doctor you mentioned?"
The middle-aged man was a little impatient and got straight to the point as soon as he came in.
Qiao Zhenxiong quickly introduced Qin Yang. The middle-aged man looked at him and became a little angry.
"Old Qiao, are you kidding me? Can this young man cure my wife's leg disease?"
Qiao Zhenxiong said quickly: "It certainly can. You have to believe in Qin Yang's medical skills. He has cured all my wife's illnesses."
Then, Qiao Zhenxiong said to Qin Yang: "This is Li Hongzhao. He is about the same age as me. You can just call him Uncle Li."
Qin Yang nodded and shouted: "Uncle Li."
Li Hongzhao felt quite resentful. It was really hard for him to believe that this young man in his twenties could cure his wife's leg disease.
If he hadn't been friends with Qiao Zhenxiong for many years, he would have fallen out on the spot.
Qin Yang glanced at Mrs. Li Hongzhao, swept through it with his spiritual thoughts, and then asked: "Uncle Li, after your wife's car accident, did she have surgery at the Third Hospital of Qingyang City?"
Li Hongzhao's pupils shrank and asked: "How do you know that my wife became like this after a car accident and surgery? Did Lao Qiao tell you?"
Qiao Zhenxiong waved his hands quickly: "It's not me, I didn't say anything!"
Li Hongzhao was shocked, and the woman in the wheelchair also had a little sparkle in her eyes.
She asked with a somewhat excited tone: "Sir, you can see the origin of my illness. If there is really a way to cure my hidden injury, I will definitely thank you."
Li Hongzhao also reacted at this time and hurriedly bowed and apologized: "Little sir, I was rude just now, please don't blame me."
Qin Yang smiled and said: "It can be cured, it's not difficult. Since I am Uncle Qiao's friend, I will definitely not stand idly by."
Then, he walked to the side and wrote down a recipe and handed it to Qiao Zhenxiong.
Qiao Zhenxiong immediately called the driver and asked him to get medicine.
Qin Yang asked Mrs. Li to lie down and give her acupuncture first to find out the details.