"Mr. Qin, please!"

Li Yanxi did not waste much time. At four o'clock in the afternoon, she came to the hotel and personally picked up Qin Yang to treat her friends.

Lee Yeon-hee came alone, and Park Min-ho did not travel with her.

Qin Yang was leaning against the sofa watching TV. He watched Li Yanxi enter the door, turned off the TV neatly, stood up and said, "Okay, let's go."

Li Yanxi took Qin Yang and Shaoyao out of the hotel gate together. A Mercedes-Benz parked at the hotel gate. A woman with a smart look stood at the door of the car and opened the back door for Qin Yang and others.

Qin Yang got into the car, and Li Yanxi sat next to Qin Yang, and a faint fragrance came into Qin Yang's nose.

Qin Yang's nose sucked slightly, but it was not the smell of perfume, but the fragrance of a shower liquid.

Such a wealthy woman in South Korea, a country where she doesn’t wear makeup and doesn’t go out, she doesn’t apply foundation, does not clamp her eyelashes, does not put on eye shadow, and does not even have lipstick. She just slashed her eyebrows and went out?

Is this confidence in one's own appearance, or is it because of the strong heart of a practitioner?

Without saying a word all the way, the car finally drove into the gate of the Seoul Hospital.

Qin Yang looked at the gate of the Seoul Hospital and frowned: "Ms. Li, didn't you say you would transfer the patient home, or was in the hospital?"

Li Yanxi's face was slightly apologized: "When I arrived at the hospital in the morning, my friend was receiving a treatment. The treatment was continuous. I negotiated with the hospital and finally stayed in the hospital. She was in the special care unit and the environment was very quiet and quiet. If Mr. Qin needs some medical items or help at that time, it would be easier in the hospital."

Qin Yang laughed, it was obvious that he didn't completely believe that he could cure it, but he was planning to do both.

Qin Yang was not angry either. As for the patient, before the disease was cured, who could be sure that he could cure his difficult and complicated diseases. More preparations were nothing more than giving himself an extra possibility of recovery. This was understandable.

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Li Yanxi listened to Qin Yang's clean and neat words and looked at the smile that flashed across Qin Yang's face. She understood in her heart that Qin Yang had seen through his thoughts and was a little embarrassed.

What she said was not a lie. Her friend was indeed receiving treatment. She was about to pick her off before, but she was advised by her friend's attending doctor, saying that her friend's condition is already very bad now. If someone is treated by Hu**, she might fall into a more difficult situation, or even beyond help.

This attending doctor is an authoritative expert in Korean neurology. Most people can't invite him to diagnose him personally, but who made Lee Yeon-hee a member of the Lee family in Sanxing?

The expert suggested that she bring the person to the hospital for treatment so that he could also watch from the side. If the person Lee Yeon-hee invited was a nonsense, he could stop him from the side, so as not to cause greater consequences.

Li Yanxi felt that this expert was right. Qin Yang was very good at treating his illness, but whether he could treat his friends was an unknown amount. Moreover, Qin Yang was so young, she still had two points of distrust in her heart. If there were experts staring at him, it would naturally be safer.

Li Yanxi bit her lip and finally apologized to Qin Yang: "Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, I just hope my friend will recover in the end."

Although Qin Yang did not seem to be angry or complained, Li Yanxi decided to apologize after thinking about it.

If Qin Yang can really treat her friend's illness, if Qin Yang is angered by this, she can treat her but not, wouldn't it be her who harmed her friend in disguise?

If Qin Yang was a Korean, perhaps Li Yanxi had countless ways to force Qin Yang to take treatment, but Qin Yang was a Chinese, and a powerful cultivator, with a strong sect and no shortage of money. Such a person, even if she was from the Li family in Sanxing, could not force or threaten him at all.

Qin Yang smiled and looked gentle: "It's okay, I understand."

The car stopped downstairs of the inpatient department, and Li Yanxi led the way in person, led Qin Yang into the building, and finally walked into a spacious ward facing the garden.

On the bed in the ward, a young woman with a slightly pale face was very beautiful, but she looked full of a sense of weakness, which was a state that showed from the inside out from the body to the mental outlook.

I guess her illness caused her torture, especially the feeling of being unconscious when she looked at her legs little by little. This numb feeling brought about not only flesh or body pain, but also a kind of spiritual fear.

In addition to the young woman, there was also a doctor in a white coat who looked in his forties, and a nurse in his twenties followed behind him.

When Qin Yang walked into the door, the doctor in the white coat was looking at a thick stack of reports. When Qin Yang entered the door, the male doctor's eyes immediately fell on Qin Yang's face, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, as if he was surprised at Qin Yang's youth.

Li Yanxi walked to the hospital bed and held the weak woman's hand: "Mr. Qin, this is my friend Liu Xiaomin and Xiaomin. This is Mr. Qin Yang and Qin, a miracle doctor from China. I will invite him to see you."

Liu Xiaomin sat up from the bed with his hands on the edge of the bed, smiled gently at Qin Yang, and owed his waist: "Mr. Qin, please trouble you!"

Qin Yang smiled slightly: "You're welcome."

Qin Yang's eyes fell on Liu Xiaomin's legs covered by the towel and smiled and said, "I need to check your legs first."

Liu Xiaomin pursed her lips and agreed with a gentle expression: "Yes!"

Just as Qin Yang stepped towards Liu Xiaomin's hospital bed, the doctor in the white coat next to him suddenly shouted: "Wait!"

Qin Yang stopped, turned to look at the man, and his brows frowned slightly.

The man came over, stared at Qin Yang with a stern look, and sneered: "A miracle doctor from China? You look in your early twenties. I'm afraid that medical school has not yet graduated. What qualifications do you have to call yourself a miracle doctor?"

Qin Yang asked lightly: "I was just invited by Miss Li Yanxi to come and help Miss Liu see a doctor. It seems that I have nothing to do with you if I am a miracle doctor."

The man sneered: "My name is Park Yongzhong, I am a neurologist. Miss Liu is my patient. You interfere with it. If something happens, who will be the one who is it?"
Chapter completed!