Chapter 305 The terminally ill boss in a wheelchair and the young Chinese medicine practitioner in a
The terminally ill man in a wheelchair and the young Chinese medicine practitioner in a small clinic (Part 4)
Not to mention the embarrassment that Yan Qi felt when he was seen, the nurse at the county hospital was so happy to take the medicine home.
She shared an apartment with her college roommate, who also knew that she had hemorrhoids, but because she worked in a hospital and didn't want to be too socially retarded, she never went to see a doctor.
Her roommate was a little surprised to see her coming back with a bag of medicine today.
"Xiao Lin, didn't you say that you would never see a doctor in your hospital even if you beat me? What's wrong with your medicine?"
The nurse named Xiaolin put down the medicine bag and chuckled.
"I definitely won't go to our hospital. But you know what? It was thanks to our hospital today that I learned that a new Chinese medicine clinic has opened here. The handsome doctor there is really good at treating hemorrhoids."
This is a lot of information.
My roommate was confused for a moment, then accurately grasped the key points.
"Thanks to your hospital?"
"correct."
Xiaolin told the story of the lucky but completely socially dead patient, and at the end she clasped her hands together.
"I'd rather die than let my friend die. Thanks to that patient, I didn't know there was such a miracle doctor."
The corner of my roommate's mouth twitched.
The main reason is that this story sounds too bizarre. Who would believe it if I told it to others?
Not to mention that a handsome guy in his twenties is actually a Chinese medicine doctor, it is outrageous that he can tell that the person's hemorrhoids are about to collapse just by looking at the person. Can hemorrhoids be seen by looking at the face?
What's even more outrageous is that not only was the patient hit by a car, but his hemorrhoids were punctured without any incident. This story is too outrageous.
But she knew her roommate, and had heard her roommate talk about many outrageous things that happened to them in the hospital. If you say this thing was outrageous, it could only be rated six.
No, my head itches, it feels like my brain is going to grow out.
Many people took hemorrhoid medicine back that day, but after this wave, the small clinic was deserted the next day.
Lance wasn't particularly anxious about this. Since no one came, he continued to search the database - he didn't have a good plan on how to treat Song Ning's illness or how to regulate his body.
Song Ning's disease is not incurable, but in today's world it is truly incurable. With the current medical standards in this world, it is not possible to cure Song Ning.
This is also the reason why Song Ning was tied up by the Son of the World in his previous life.
Except for the Son of the World who dared to study and treat Song Ning's disease, other doctors were afraid of Song Ning's identity and dared not take any action. This also led to Song Ning's money being plundered by the Son of the World and no one noticed anything was wrong.
But this disease is not considered incurable in other worlds that Lance has experienced. What's more, he has the main god mall to back him up. No matter what kind of incurable disease it is, a tube of medicine can solve the problem.
The problem lies in how to reasonably cure Song Ning's illness in this world.
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"Mr. Song, this is the new treatment plan sent over there, and the reimbursement."
An intellectual woman wearing high heels and lipstick in fiery red came in hurriedly knocking on the door.
"Hmm? Got it, just approve the account and put the plan aside."
The man sitting in the office chair turned his head lazily. His face was tilted sideways, and the light and shadow outlined his deep contours. His pale lips were slightly tinged with an unhealthy purple hue. His face was handsome but he could not hide his fatigue, and there was almost no light in his eyes.
This man is almost dead, and anyone who sees him would think so.
But Jian Qiang didn't think so.
She held it in for two seconds, but couldn't hold it in anymore and threw the plan on Song Ning's desk in a furious tone.
"I mean, what's there to criticize about this? That idiot is just stealing your money under the guise of giving you treatment. Can't you see that? And you're only 32 years old. Can you stop acting like you're going to die soon?"
She became more and more angry as she spoke.
"Even if you are really going to die, can you please find someone to date and enjoy the last bit of time for me? Why don't you use the money to find a lover? Why do you have to give it to this ungrateful bastard who is only seeking fame? Have you ever thought about losing your virginity before you die? You are still a virgin, right!"
As if being pricked in a painful spot, Song Ning's lower lip trembled slightly, and his eyes gradually became bright - anger was burning in them.
Jian Qiang didn't feel scared when she saw it, but instead felt a lot more happy.
"Yeah, I was wondering how you could really not care. Hey Song Ning, for the sake of our friendship as college classmates, please listen to my advice and don't spend your money on these unworthy things. If you really have to spend money, you might as well have a relationship while you still have time."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but add another sentence.
"And isn't that what's often shown on TV? Maybe a terminal illness can be cured by falling in love?"
She knew she was daydreaming, but she really didn't want her boss and old classmate to continue to look so lifeless.
Jian Qiang had seen how high-spirited Song Ning was during his four years in college. The handsome and elegant young man and the up-and-coming business elite were referring to Song Ning.
During the four years that Song Ning was in school, he was the dream lover of almost all the girls, and even a small number of the boys.
She really didn't want to see Song Ning die so quietly, so she secretly asked if there was a better doctor. After all, Song Ning had money.
But the prerequisite is that Song Ning should stop giving money to some ungrateful person who is only seeking fame and reputation.
"...You will also say that it was a TV show. You know I won't live long."
Song Ning finally spoke, and Jian Qiang's fists stiffened as soon as he spoke.
"Yes, but so what? Senior, do you really intend to remain a virgin for the rest of your life and not even lose your virginity until you die?"
Jian Qiang didn't mention anything else and only used this point to express her heartache.
There were rare tints of blue and purple on Song Ning's pale skin, and it took him a long while to slowly stand up.
He has a slender and tall figure, and his 1.80-meter height makes him look particularly thin in a white shirt.
The shirt suddenly narrowed at the waist, outlining his extremely thin waist, which looked as if it would break if grasped.
The white shirt vaguely reveals the fair skin underneath, which gives people an inexplicable sense of charm when you take a peek. The coexistence of coldness and abstinence makes people feel an impulse to tear off the troublesome shirt to find out what's going on.
Jian Qiang couldn't help but take a breath and then muttered to herself.
"If you really remain a virgin until you die, it would be a waste of God's gift. It would be a waste of God's gift."
The veins on Song Ning's forehead were throbbing wildly, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief after suppressing it for a long time.
"Okay, I get it. Since you care so much, I'll leave these matters to you."
After saying that, he picked up his suit jacket, pushed the door and left the president's office - he couldn't stay in this shabby place for even a second!
Has being a virgin offended the whole world?
what?
Jian Qiangqiao didn't have time to reach out her hand and could only watch her irresponsible boss and senior schoolmate walk away.
After a while, she murmured to herself.
"So you're leaving all these things to me, right? Fine, I'll deal with the ungrateful bastard first and then find you a great match to put a perfect end to your life."