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Chapter 7

First take a tractor to the town, then take a bus to the county seat, and then change to a bus in the county seat to go to the city.

Along the way, Yang Yifei has never experienced the pain of poverty so deeply.

The car stopped in front of the Provincial People's Hospital.

Yang Yifei came here to find a high school classmate named Huang Shiya.

The two are high school friends and have always been in contact. Yang Zhenqiu was injured and hospitalized before, and it was this classmate who helped to get a bed at the Provincial People's Hospital. For both emotional and logical reasons, they both came to visit.

"You're here."

Huang Shiya has a beautiful face, perky breasts, and a tall figure. Even her loose white coat cannot hide her proud figure. Seeing her always cold smile at this time, the doctors and patients passing by were a little surprised, and at the same time they looked at the shabbily dressed woman.

Young man, I don’t know who this person is.

"Thank you very much for what happened to my dad some time ago." Yang Yifei said.

"It's easy to do, they are all old classmates, why are you so polite?" Huang Shiya said with a smile. "How is uncle's mood? The most important thing for patients like him is psychological problems, so we must pay attention to solving them..."

Yang Yifei interrupted her with a smile: "He has recovered."

"That's good... what? Okay?" Huang Shiya's beautiful eyes widened and she looked at Yang Yifei in disbelief.

Yang Yifei nodded: "Yes. If it weren't for the inconvenience these two days, he would have come with me. Before coming, he asked me to say hello to you on his behalf. Please come to our house when you have time and treat you to some authentic mountain food."

"How is it possible? No, no, that's not what I meant. High paraplegia is a global problem with almost no cure. How can it be cured? Who cured it?" Huang Shiya still couldn't believe it.

"Me." Yang Yifei said calmly.

"Did you treat it?" Huang Shiya opened her eyes wide.

Tsk... there was a snort from the side, and a young male doctor said seriously: "Shiya, do you believe this too? High paraplegia has been cured, why don't you say that cancer can also be cured."

There was ridicule all around, all of which were male doctors.

Yang Yifei said calmly: "How difficult is it to treat cancer?"

If he still has something to say, all he needs is a pill.

"Listen, it turns out we have met a miracle doctor. Could it be the legendary old Chinese doctor?" the young male doctor shouted loudly, and there was another round of laughter.

Huang Shiya shouted with a cold face: "Gao Wei, why are you hanging around here if you don't want to learn prescriptions from the teacher? Do you want to become a regular employee?" Then she said to Yang Yifei, "Ignore him, let's go."

Huang Shiya pulled Yang Yifei away. The doctor named Gao Wei looked at the two people's backs and spat hard, secretly thinking that she is the dean's daughter. I will wait until I get you to go to bed to see if you can still be arrogant.

Huang Shiya pulled Yang Yifei into the elevator. Just as she was about to close the door, a group of elderly doctors rushed in and everyone panicked.

"Go up, quickly, to the eighth floor."

"Oops, something must have happened to Mr. Chen."

Huang Shiya's heart sank, and she quickly pressed the button for the eighth floor. When the elevator door opened on the eighth floor, everyone ran out with a whoop, and a few doctors who ran in a hurry almost fell down.

Yang Yifei and the two followed the group of experts and professors to the outside of a special care ward. They saw Huang Shiya's father, Huang Penghui, the director of the Provincial People's Hospital, with a pale face and trembling body. If he hadn't been holding on to the wall, he would have collapsed on the ground.

The group of doctors arrived outside the special care ward but failed to enter. Inside the ward, an emaciated old man was lying on the bed, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were closed, and he was surrounded by people, all of whom were wearing expensive clothes, showing their extraordinary status.

In front of the hospital bed, an old man in Tang suit in his fifties slowly stood up and shook his head.

"It's too late. Please forgive me for being unable to do anything."

Suddenly there was a cry in the ward.

"Dad!" A middle-aged man burst into tears and cried twice. He suddenly stood up straight and said sternly: "Where is Huang Penghui?"

The crowd moved aside, and Huang Penghui came to the middle-aged man tremblingly, hissing: "Secretary-General, I..."

"You can't even delay it for this little time, but your hospital is of this level? What's the use of you?"

The middle-aged man scolded him all over his face, but Huang Penghui was obedient and did not dare to answer.

Everyone kept silent for fear of being implicated.

Huang Shiya held Yang Yifei's hand tightly, her face turned pale, as pale as her father's.

With tears in her eyes, she watched helplessly as her father was scolded like a grandson in front of so many people. She knew it was not her father's fault, but who made him the dean?

She knew that from now on, her father would no longer be able to gain a foothold in the medical field. It would be a good idea to lose his position. He might even be imprisoned and spend the rest of his life miserable.

The sky is falling!

Huang Shiya felt like the world was spinning. At this moment, she suddenly heard a cold snort coming from the nose of the man beside her.

"snort!"

In the depressing corridor, this cold snort was extremely obvious, and everyone was shocked. At this time, someone actually dared to challenge Secretary-General Chen. Isn't it considered a serious matter?

"Who?" Sure enough, the middle-aged man frowned and became even more angry.

Everyone turned their heads, and when they saw a young man in shabby clothes, they shook their heads secretly and glared angrily. Not only could they not get rid of the situation, but they would also make Secretary Chen more angry. In the end, he and others would be unlucky.

They didn't react until they saw Huang Shiya next to the young man.

"It turns out he is Dr. Huang's friend. No wonder he has to stand out. This is to win Dr. Huang's favor. It's a pity, it's a pity, he doesn't know who he offended at all. Sure enough, the word "sex" has a knife in his head. He doesn't know when he sees a beautiful woman.

What’s your last name?”

"Yifei, it has nothing to do with you, don't talk nonsense." Huang Shiya was shocked and said quickly.

"Walk."

Yang Yifei pulled Huang Shiya to the ward.

"Did you hum just now?" The middle-aged man looked at Yang Yifei with a gloomy look.

"Not bad." Yang Yifei looked at each other with his head raised, showing no fear.

"Do you have any objections?" said middle-aged humanity. He is the Secretary-General of the Provincial Party Committee, and no one has ever provoked him like this.

"Since you want to kill your father, why should you blame others?" Yang Yifei said calmly.

Wow... there was a sudden commotion.

"Asshole!"

"What words!"

"act recklessly……"

Both the middle-aged man’s family members and doctors all insulted him.

The middle-aged man stared at Yang Yifei: "You must be responsible for your words."

Two guards had already moved behind Yang Yifei.

Yang Yifei snorted again: "Since you don't want to kill your father, why don't you let someone save him? I think you are teaming up with this quack to kill someone."

Didn’t you see that Dr. Li was declared dead? He didn’t understand anything, he was just a dazed young man...

Everyone shook their heads, and the old man in Tang suit spoke calmly: "I, Li Deren, this is the first time someone has accused me of being a murderous quack."

Li Deren is a famous doctor in Nanjiang Province with superb medical skills. Many celebrities and dignitaries inside and outside the province have sought treatment from him. It is said that people from abroad also come here because of his reputation. He is a golden brand of Nanjiang Province.

Although his tone was calm, there was anger hidden underneath. Everyone believed that as long as this young man answered incorrectly, he would definitely be retaliated by Divine Doctor Li.

"Yifei!" Huang Shiya pulled him anxiously.

Yang Yifei patted her hand to show that it was okay, and smiled lightly: "To say that you are a murderous quack doctor is to flatter you. You are not even as good as a quack doctor, and a quack doctor can still tell whether a person is dead or not."

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he asked excitedly: "Sir..., you mean my father..."

Yang Yifei said: "That's right. He's not dead yet."

The middle-aged man immediately bowed and said: "Sir, please take action. As long as my father can be saved, the entire Chen family will treat you like a distinguished guest. But if you have orders, I will not refuse even if you die."

Li Deren twisted his beard and sneered: "If he can save Mr. Chen, I will stay away from him when I see him in the future. I will definitely be a teacher."

Li Deren was also angry.

Yang Yifei sneered, flicked his fingers, and a burst of energy shot out of the air and hit the old man's Tanzhong point on the hospital bed.

In full view of everyone, the old man who had been pronounced dead shook his body, spat out a mouthful of black blood, and woke up leisurely.

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