An hour later, under Shen Yuan's warm hospitality, Ye Zihao enjoyed a delicious dinner.
However, during the meal, Shen Mengjing seemed to be worried and didn't say a word. She just ate something casually, then said a simple goodbye and returned to the room.
After Shen Lingshan put away the dishes, she didn't like seeing Ye Zihao. She said a few words to Shen Yuan and then went back to the room to surf the Internet.
At this time, only Ye Zihao and Shen Yuan were left in the living room.
It can be seen that the decoration of the living room is full of antiques. Rows of bookshelves are placed in the corners of the wall in an orderly manner. An oil painting hangs on the wall, which is grand yet calm.
Shen Yuan invited Ye Zihao to sit down, and then he personally cut a pot of tea for Ye Zihao. Looking at Shen Yuan's skillful craftsmanship, Ye Zihao knew that the other person was a person who understood tea.
Not long after, Shen Yuan poured a cup of tea, handed it to Ye Zihao, and said, "Xiaoye! Come here! Enjoy my tea!"
"Thank you, Grandpa Shen." Ye Zihao stood up slightly, took the ceramic tea cup with both hands, and gently picked it up. The aroma of tea quickly poured into his nose, as if he was integrated into nature, and his body and mind were relaxed. Quite a few.
Ye Zihao took a small sip, and the aroma of tea slowly spread from his nose to his throat. His limbs felt indescribably relaxed and happy, and then he exclaimed: "The aroma of tea lingers on the teeth and cheeks. Could it be that this Is it the authentic Longjing tea produced in Zhejiang?"
"Haha! I didn't expect that you are also a tea drinker!" Shen Yuan said in surprise.
Ye Zihao said modestly: "I just know a little bit about it, haha!"
"You are so young, it is really rare!"
Shen Yuan smiled with satisfaction. He felt more and more that Ye Zihao was not an ordinary person.
Although he is young, he shows a poise that belies his age.
He knew that Ye Zihao was a person who did great things.
Calm!
Generous!
Be humble and decent!
It's a pity that he is married!
Shen Yuan felt slightly regretful, otherwise he really wanted to introduce his granddaughter to him.
The two of them chatted for a while, and at this time, the topic couldn't help but turn to medical skills.
"Xiaoye! Actually, the purpose of calling you here tonight is to ask you to do a favor."
Shen Yuan said with a very sincere attitude.
Ye Zihao looked slightly surprised and asked curiously: "What are you busy with?"
"A patient came to my hospital. All functions of his body were normal, but he couldn't speak or move. It was like he had a stroke."
Shen Yuan explained and said.
"oh?"
Ye Zihao frowned. The situation introduced by Shen Yuan reminded him of a person... Qian Quan!
Immediately, he asked, "Grandpa Shen! What is the name of that patient?"
"Money power!"
"Money power?"
Ye Zihao was a little puzzled. Why was it such a coincidence that he met the two sisters Shen Lingshan today? Now it was also related to Qian Quan.
If you don't buy a lottery ticket yourself, you will really be sorry for your luck.
"Oh? Xiaoye! Do you know him?" Shen Yuan asked curiously.
"Having met each other once does not count as acquaintance."
"Oh! That's it."
"Grandpa Shen! Why did you mention this man to me?" Ye Zihao asked in confusion.
"The truth is this..."
Immediately afterwards, Shen Yuan told Qian Baolai that he made a big fuss in the hospital and even threatened to beat him up.
After knowing the ins and outs of the matter, Ye Zihao felt a little apologetic. After all, he just wanted to teach Qian Quan a lesson, but who knew that he would endanger the doctors at Jiangcheng Hospital.
At this time, he smiled and said: "Grandpa Shen! I can help with this, but..."
"But what?"
“My house calls are very expensive!”
…
10 o'clock the next day!
In a high-end ward in Jiangcheng, a man with a haggard face was lying on the bed, completely motionless. If it weren't for the breath coming out of his nose, people might have thought he was dead.
Beside this man, there were three people, namely the dean, Shen Yuan, and Qian Baolai.
"Mr. Qian! Mr. Shen recommended a miracle doctor to me. The miracle doctor promised me that he can cure Mr. Qian's strange disease."
The dean explained.
In fact, when he heard Shen Yuan say that someone could cure Qian Quan's disease, he suddenly became excited.
However, when he saw Ye Zihao, he couldn't help but become suspicious. After all, Ye Zihao was too young and didn't look like a miracle doctor at all.
However, at that time, Ye Zihao tried his hand at acupuncture and demonstrated a few acupuncture techniques, which made the dean's eyes light up.
In addition, with Shen Yuan's strong recommendation, he was willing to let Ye Zihao help treat the disease.
"Oh? Really?"
Suddenly, Qian Baolai became excited, and he quickly grabbed the dean's hand, feeling very excited.
"but……"
"But what?"
"I heard from Mr. Shen that the doctor's consultation fee is very high, starting at 1 million."
The dean hesitated for a moment, but still said it.
"What? 1...1 million?"
Upon hearing the sky-high medical fees, Qian Baolai suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
This is not a medical visit, it is clearly a robbery?
At this time, Shen Yuan on the side intervened and said: "Mr. Qian! My friend said that if you don't believe it, he can demonstrate it a few times. Once it works, you can decide whether to invite him."
"Oh? Really?"
Qian Baolai was a little moved. For a wealthy family like the Qian family, 1 million was nothing, but what he was worried about was that if his son's condition didn't improve after he gave it to him, what would he do?
Fortunately, the other party said that he could demonstrate it a few times and pay if it works, which is definitely fair enough.
"Um!"
Shen Yuan nodded.
"Then...then why don't you call him in quickly? Call him! Why are you standing here?"
Qian Baolai became a little annoyed and scolded.
"OK!"
Shen Yuan was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't care too much about people like Qian Baolai.
…
10 minutes later!
Ye Zihao entered the ward under the guidance of Shen Yuan, and Qian Baolai couldn't help but become suspicious when he saw Ye Zihao's appearance.
"He...he is the miracle doctor?"
"right!"
"But...but he looks like he is only about 26 years old. Is there such a young miracle doctor?"
Qian Baolai questioned and asked.
"Mr. Qian! A person's medical skills do not depend on his age, but on whether his medical skills are superb."
Ye Zihao said with a calm expression.
"Oh? He has a very powerful mouth." Qian Baolai sneered coldly, and then said with a very serious expression: "Then let me ask you, can you cure my son's disease?"
"No problem!" Ye Zihao smiled, showing confidence and maturity that belied his age.
Qian Baolai asked suspiciously: "What if it can't be cured?"
Ye Zihao asked back, "What if it's cured?"
"If you are cured, you will pay for the medical expenses!"
Ye Zihao smiled strangely and said, "I'm afraid you can't afford it!"
"Can't afford it? Isn't it just 1 million? I, Qian, don't take it seriously at all."