In fact, Ye Chen knew very well that Wanting Song must have a good impression of him.
However, he didn't know how to deal with this good impression, so he just pretended to be dumbfounded and talked about the rest later.
...
The next day, Wu Donghai got up early.
Because he was thinking about asking Shi Tianqi to treat his second son Wu Qi, he didn't sleep well all night.
Wu Qi's current situation is relatively pessimistic. The problem of eating shit has not been alleviated at all, and his own mood has gradually collapsed.
Who else would have collapsed if he had eaten shit more than twenty times a day for such a long time.
What's more, Wu Qi himself was raised in a pampered manner, so this kind of thing is more terrifying to him than death.
Therefore, Wu Donghai hopes to cure him as soon as possible and let him return to normal. At the same time, he will kill the people who harmed him, not only for revenge, but also to avoid future troubles!
Because of this constant support, Wu Donghai didn't even bother to have breakfast at the Song family. As soon as he got up, he greeted his son Wu Xin, took several bodyguards from the Wu family, and went directly to Jishi Hall.
In the car, Wu Donghai was full of excitement and anticipation, but Wu Xin was a little bored.
He also hopes that his younger brother Wu Qi will always be like this and save himself a lot of trouble.
So, he tentatively asked: "Dad, do you think Miracle Doctor Shi can really cure my brother?"
"I believe there is no problem." Wu Donghai said calmly: "High-level paraplegia can be cured. I believe your brother's problem is not a problem."
Wu Xin nodded, feeling a little upset.
When the motorcade arrived outside Jishi Hall, the bodyguard opened the car door for Wu Donghai and his son.
As soon as Wu Donghai got off the bus, he saw a long queue at the entrance of Jishi Hall.
He couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that this miracle doctor Shi really deserves his reputation."
An assistant came forward and said respectfully: "Mr. Wu, Shi Tianqi only sees ten patients every day, and not in the order of queuing, but in the priority of the disease. It is said that even if some are first in line, Shi Tianqi doesn't think the problem is
If there is no need to take action on my own, I will not give him a check, but will recommend him to go to another hospital for treatment."
"Yeah." Wu Donghai took another look at the long queue. Seeing that there were people from all walks of life here, he waved his hands in disgust and said to the bodyguard: "Take some cash from the trunk and give each of the people in line a thousand.
Drive away."
The bodyguard nodded, immediately took out some money from the trunk, came to the front of the queue, and said loudly: "Jishitang is closed today. Those of you who are queuing up, come to me and get a thousand yuan each, and then you can leave.
Come back another day!”
The crowd suddenly became dissatisfied, and someone shouted loudly: "Why? According to the rules set by Divine Doctor Shi, everyone has to line up for treatment!"
The leader of the bodyguard snorted coldly and cursed: "I gave you a thousand yuan for nothing, and you're still here babbling?"
The man blurted out: "One thousand yuan? My mother is seriously ill, and I took her all the way to beg the miracle doctor Shi to save her life. What does this thousand yuan mean to you? How about I give you one thousand yuan and you go away?"
Is it OK?”
"What a shame!" The head of the bodyguard glared at him and shouted coldly at the men beside him: "Hit me! Beat me to death!"