"Who are you?" The doctor, who looked to be in his thirties or forties, looked at He Zhenzhong coldly, "Is there any place for you to speak here?"
He Zhenzhong frowned slightly and hummed rudely: "It is your bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded. The patient doesn't owe you anything. Why don't you look like a savior to whom are you pretending to be?"
"You." The guy's face turned blue with anger, and his body was shaking slightly.
"What are you doing?" He Zhenzhong stepped forward, "Also, can you afford to kneel down for you? Can you return it to him in a white coat? Do you really think that you are an angel from above? You can be dragged out and killed.
It’s not enough.”
The people who occasionally passed by stopped and pointed, but most of them felt very happy. Because many of them had suffered from this kind of medical treatment. When they came, they would just ask a few questions, regardless of whether the illness was serious or minor.
To treat a disease, I first ordered a bunch of check-ups and spent a lot of money, but in the end, I could get it cured with just a few dollars of medicine outside.
It's getting better now. In the past, if you had a serious illness and needed surgery, the patient's family would be worried if you didn't give him a red envelope, and they would prescribe whatever medicine was expensive.
Of course, the situation is much better now, but this kind of black sheep still exists.
"Also, as a doctor, don't you know what a pair of feet means to a person?" He Zhenzhong pointed at the guy's nose and snorted coldly: "If you don't do a careful and comprehensive examination, you won't be able to do it until the last moment.
Just jumping to conclusions and letting people amputate their limbs casually, what do you think? Those who care about human life are talking about people like you, right?"
The doctor's face had already turned livid. He stared at He Zhenzhong and sneered, "So, what can you do? If her legs can still regain consciousness and stand up, I..."
"What are you talking about?" He Zhenzhong hummed.
"I just ate all the shit in the hospital toilet." The doctor said with a sneer. Although it was disgusting, he was full of confidence and he would never lose.
"Okay." He Zhenzhong nodded, "Lead the way, I'll go take a look."
"You?" The doctor looked He Zhenzhong up and down and thought to himself, he's not even a hairy guy. When he was this old, he was still chasing girls in school. He has no skills. It's a damn thing that he can see a doctor.
"please."
He Zhenzhong was not polite and nodded to Chen Ziqiang, "Let's go in."
Chen Ziqiang sighed, knowing that He Zhenzhong was doing it for his own good, so he couldn't say anything more.
Later, many doctors, nurses, and patients came over after hearing the news and stood outside the ward to watch the excitement.
Entering the ward, He Zhenzhong saw a pretty girl with a delicate appearance, a slightly pale face, and a frail and sickly beauty sitting on the ward.
"Dad, why did you kneel down to them?" The girl looked at Chen Ziqiang, her eyes were red, her crystal tears were shining, and her voice was choked with sobs, "Since we were young, you told me that we martial arts practitioners will not worship God.
, you don’t kneel down, you are so strong and strong, how can you only kneel down to your family members and teachers for the sake of your livelihood?”
Tears kept rolling down, and Chen Xiaodie actually knew that it was all because of her that this mountain-strong man would bend his knees in front of a arrogant doctor, throwing his backbone and self-esteem aside.
.But he never told her this, and always comforted her with a smile.
Father's love is like a mountain, so heavy that she feels like she can't breathe.
Chen Ziqiang clenched his fists, tried his best to smile, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
This is the father, who is not good at words, but always silently supports his children. He Zhenzhong took a deep breath, stepped forward, looked at Chen Xiaodie, and said softly: "Stop crying, relax,
Let me see your feet."
Chen Xiaodie gritted her teeth and tears continued to fall down her delicate face, "It's useless, just cut it off."
"Xiaodie, what nonsense are you talking about? No matter what, dad will find a way to cure you." Chen Ziqiang was also anxious.
"Dad." Chen Xiaodie's voice suddenly became louder, "For these useless feet, you gave up your dignity and knelt down to others, and you haven't said yet, these expensive medicines,
Where did you earn the nursing fees? Is this related to your injuries? What do you think I should do with these useless feet? Should I continue to let them harm my father?"
"How could it be?" Chen Ziqiang tried his best to smile, raised his hand, and punched his chest, "Look, isn't this good? Is there any injury anywhere?"
Chen Xiaodie's tearful eyes stared straight at Chen Ziqiang, choked with sobs, unable to say a word, but tears kept rolling down. She just couldn't use her legs, but her eyes were still fine, you could tell.
"I have already said that the leg should be amputated, don't believe me." The doctor next to him stood there with his arms folded in front of his chest, looking at He Zhenzhong provocatively with a cold look on his face.
"Shut up." He Zhenzhong said.
"Hmph." The guy snorted coldly, "Hurry up then, I don't have time to waste time with you. I'm going to the toilet and I'll see how you feed me later."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
And He Zhenzhong bent down, reached into the quilt, and pinched Chen Xiaodie's feet.
"you."
"Don't argue. Whether it's for you or your dad, just cooperate." He Zhenzhong said.
Chen Xiaodie didn't say anything, but she didn't have any hope.
"system."
"Yes, host."
One minute later.
"The host's cells have not been completely necrotic, but the blood vessels have shrunk, and several major meridians have been blocked, so he has lost consciousness. He can still be saved."
Hearing the sound of the system, He Zhenzhong looked at Chen Xiaodie and said, "Your feet can still be saved."
What? Chen Xiaodie was obviously stunned.
Chen Ziqiang, with a face filled with excitement, came over and said, "Really? That's great. I knew how to get my daughter to have her legs amputated? It must be possible to save her."
"Blow, just keep blowing." At the door, the doctor had returned with a sneer on his face, "If you have the ability, let her stand up and show us."
This is simply impossible. Some doctors and nurses who looked at Chen Xiaodie's feet were thinking...