"Ding Yingjun, male, 48 years old...diagnosis result: advanced liver cancer..."
When the bald man saw the laboratory report, his head buzzed, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, a chief doctor next to me held my arm.
"Mr. Ding, are you okay?"
The chief physician asked with concern.
"I... I have terminal liver cancer, and I'm still fine. I'm going to die! Doctor, tell me, this is not true, this is not true."
The expression on Ding Yingjun's face was uglier than crying.
"Well, Mr. Ding, we have actually tested it several times. It is indeed late-stage liver cancer. However, you can't feel anything yet. In ten days at most, your body will become uncomfortable."
The chief physician was very ethical and told the truth.
"Why, why do I get terminal liver cancer?"
Ding Yingjun grabbed the chief physician's collar and shook it wildly, feeling very excited.
"Well, generally liver cancer has hereditary factors, but most of them are related to people's work and rest habits and dietary patterns. After all, the disease comes from the mouth. This is definitely not an empty statement. Mr. Ding should drink frequently, and every day
If you drink too much every time you drink, it may lead to the destruction of liver function over time!"
The chief physician explained.
But Ding Yingjun trembled. He couldn't deny that his great success in business was indeed based on the wine table. Every time he discussed business with customers or asked the leader to approve projects, there would be a banquet, and then every time
Every time, I do it myself, you can lead as you please, I’ll drink to it... almost every time I’m drunk.
"Then can I still be saved?"
Ding Yingjun burst into tears, "Doctor, help me, medical expenses are not a problem."
"Hey...Mr. Ding, in the medical field, as long as cancer is mentioned, especially in the late stage, it is basically hopeless."
The chief physician shook his head, patted Ding Yingjun on the shoulder, and comforted, "According to your situation, if you take better care of yourself, you can live for another half a year, but you should be in the hospital in a month at most.
Receive electrotherapy, otherwise, you should be going to the crematorium in a month.
.So I suggest that before your illness breaks out, you should make good arrangements for your posthumous affairs and leave without regrets. That is the most important thing. People are destined to die. Even if they do not get cancer, it will not last for a hundred years or so.
You have to die of old age, so death is actually not that scary anymore.”
Ding Yingjun's face suddenly turned pale, as if his soul had been drained out. The death notice came so unexpectedly...
If he had a choice, he would rather not have such a big business. As long as people live, they have enough to eat and drink. The key is health. Otherwise, no matter how big the industry is, it will be nothing if there is no life to enjoy.
If you die, your wife, children, and property will become someone else's.
Thinking of this, Ding Yingjun felt very unhappy.
At this time, the figure of a young man suddenly appeared in Ding Yingjun's mind.
Could it be that he can save me?
"Doctor, is there no one in this world who can save my life? Am I really destined to die?"
Ding Yingjun continued.
"This, in theory, is like this, but it is not absolute. Well, by the way, I suddenly thought of a person. I wonder if you have heard of it, Doctor Ye Sheng."
The chief physician then said.
"Medical Saint Ye, I have never heard of this."
Ding Yingjun has been working hard in shopping malls, so he doesn't know much about things in the medical field.
What's more, the matter of Ye Xiaobai going to Japan was quickly downplayed under the cover-up of the Japanese officials, leaving only a beautiful legend among the people.
It is normal for Ding Yingjun not to know about the existence of Doctor Ye.
"He is a legend. I cannot guarantee that he can cure terminal diseases such as liver cancer. However, if there is one person in this world who can be your hope for survival, maybe he is your last hope."
The chief physician continued.
"He, where is he now?"
Ding Yingjun asked somewhat unclearly.
"He is one of our Zhonghai people. It is said that he is a professor at a medical university, but he may not treat you."
The chief physician said slowly, "Well, his name is Ye Xiaobai."
"Then do you have a photo of him?" Ding Yingjun asked immediately. After thinking for a moment, the young man from before looked like he was under twenty years old. How could he be Doctor Ye, who was Doctor Ye, or a teacher?
"There is one."
The chief physician nodded. You must know that Medical Saint Ye is the idol of all in their industry. There will definitely be photos of the idol in his mobile phone. That is normal.
"Then show me quickly."
Ding Yingjun couldn't wait.
Next, the chief physician opened his phone and pulled out Ye Xiaobai's photo. "That's him."
"What? Is it him? He is actually Doctor Ye!"
Ding Yingjun was messy in the wind, and he didn't expect that it was really the boy who didn't allow him to enter the villa before.
Wait, it couldn't be that kid who got through this hospital to deceive me!
Thinking of this, Ding Yingjun began to become suspicious.
"It's better to go to the hospital in the provincial capital and have a look. Hmm, how can I, Ding Yingjun, be so easy to fool?"
Ding Yingjun thought of this, and got in the car, ready to go to the provincial capital to have a look. But then he thought about it, maybe that kid had already thought of this, and even the hospitals in the provincial capital were connected.
"It's better to go directly to the big hospital in Kyoto. That kid won't know that I'm going to Kyoto for a checkup!"
Ding Yingjun didn't think that no matter how awesome a person was, he would be so awesome that he would attract hospitals across the country to support him.
That night, Ding Yingjun directly chartered a plane and rushed to Kyoto. He randomly selected an authoritative hospital and conducted a comprehensive examination.
After the result came out, Ding Yingjun was dumbfounded: liver cancer was in the advanced stage.
Still terminally ill.
The doctor from this large hospital in Kyoto also told Ding Yingjun that in the world today, only Medical Sage Ye is his last hope.
"It seems that he is not crazy! But why must he not let me enter my villa? Otherwise, he will lose the qualification to save me. Fortunately, I did not go in."
Ding Yingjun secretly felt happy.
At dawn, Ding Yingjun took a charter flight and returned to Zhonghai City.
Finally, he appeared at the door of Ye Xiaobai's house.
At this time, it was already light.
Ye Xiaobai boxed twice on the third floor and saw Ding Yingjun downstairs at the door.
So, Ye Xiaobai turned around and went downstairs, came to the door, and looked at Ding Yingjun who looked haggard, "How is it? Is it confirmed? I read that right!"
"Medical Saint Ye, please save me."
Ding Yingjun's knees softened and he knelt down.
"Advanced liver cancer is indeed a terminal disease, and I can't treat it."
Ye Xiaobai said lightly.
"ah……"
Hearing this, Ding Yingjun's mouth opened wide.
"Didn't you say you could save me?" Ding Yingjun was about to cry.
"I haven't finished speaking yet. Don't worry. Although late-stage liver cancer cannot be eradicated, if you want to eradicate it, you need to replace it with a healthy liver. Of course, even if you don't replace it, I can conservatively control it for you. At least I can let you control it.
You can live an extra twenty years without pain and like a normal person. Well, you should be less than fifty this year, so, in other words, you can live to be close to seventy."
Ye Xiaobai opened his mouth and said slowly.
"real?"
Ding Yingjun's eyes lit up. As long as he could live longer without suffering, he could spend a lot of money to buy a liver!
"Of course it's true."
Ye Xiaobai nodded noncommittally.
"Then Medical Saint Ye, please take action quickly and save me."
Ding Yingjun begged.
"Well...why should I treat you? I am actually very stingy."
Ye Xiaobai touched his nose and said with a smile.
Ding Yingjun immediately thought of something and said quickly, "Medical Saint Ye, I sold my villa to you at a low price. No, no, no, it's not for sale, I'll give it to you."
"Is your life only worth a villa?"
Ye Xiaobai rolled his eyes, it seems we have nothing to talk about.
Ding Yingjun knew that his attitude yesterday had offended this young man. The problem that could have been solved by a villa was now no longer possible.
"Then Medical Saint Ye, if you have any conditions, just mention them. As long as I can do it, I will definitely do it."
In order to survive, Ding Yingjun had no choice but to fight hard. Without his life, his fortune was all in vain.
"I am a person who is actually very talkative. If it weren't for your awesome attitude yesterday, not only would I have spent money to buy your villa, but I would also have taken action against your illness, right now!
I definitely can't be so cheap to you. As for me, I did it recently.
A big project currently has a shortfall of 300 million U.S. dollars. You transfer the villa to me as a medical fee for you, and then sponsor me with another 300 million U.S. dollars as a way to accumulate virtue for you. As long as these two conditions are met.
, I will definitely guarantee that you can live another twenty years."
Ye Xiaobai looked at Ding Yingjun with a half-smile, and was secretly happy. He didn't expect that the missing 300 million US dollars would be found out so quickly. This feeling was simply too satisfying.
"Okay, I promise you everything."
Ding Yingjun immediately picked up the phone and called his secretary.
Ye Xiaobai also learned that Ding Yingjun was not an entrepreneur from Zhonghai, but an entrepreneur from Southwest City, the provincial capital. He just owned a house in Zhonghai.
In less than two hours, Ding Yingjun's secretary arrived at the gate of Baifu and brought the property transfer agreement.
Ye Xiaobai originally thought that Ding Yingjun's secretary would be a beautiful woman with big breasts and long legs, but he didn't know that she turned out to be a man.
This is indeed beyond Ye Xiaobai's expectation. It seems that Ding Yingjun, who can become a rich man, is not an animal who relies on his lower body to think. In the selection of employees, strength is the criterion, not the so-called
The absurd pattern of being a secretary when you have something to do, and being a secretary when you have nothing to do.