Du Jie walked over, smiled and said, "Old professor, when you recover from your illness, we will go to the Liujia Snack Shop to eat pork ribs noodles."

Professor Guo smiled happily, nodded and said, "Thank you, if it is not you, I will be dead."

Mrs. Guo's eyes rolled a few times before rushing over and hugging Professor Guo and cried, "Honey, you're finally alive. I'll just say that Mr. Du from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine has been asking for surgery on you, and I begged them to do it, but they don't do it."

As soon as she said this, Professor Guo suddenly continued: "You forced me to operate, but I just let me die on the operating table. But later, you have to stop the operation, and the purpose is to prevent me from saving me. You want me to die, but unfortunately, human calculations are not as good as God's calculations."

Mrs. Guo was shocked. She didn't expect her husband to be clear about all this. What was going on?

Mrs. Guo hissed: "Husband, you can't say that. I'm sincere to you with all my heart."

"You really hope that I will die, I know."

"I'm going to get angry if you say this again. You have no evidence. Don't listen to those nonsense."

Du Jie spoke at this time: "Master Guo may not have evidence, but I have it."

Mrs. Guo stared at him: "Boy, what do you mean?"

Du Jie slowly took out his cell phone from his pocket, clicked a stop button, and then clicked a play, and the conversation he had with Mrs. Guo was clearly heard around the corner.

Everyone was furious when they heard this.

A group of students even pointed at Mrs. Guo and scolded: "You are really a femtocratic woman. You actually want to bribe Dr. Du and kill Professor Guo. You are murdering."

Mrs. Guo didn't expect that Du Jie turned on the recording function in advance with his mobile phone, and recorded the entire conversation, and his face suddenly turned off.

Professor Guo said in a deep voice: "I knew you were with me for money. I thought you would wait until I passed away, but I didn't expect that I could die so impatiently, and even stopped the rescue of me. I would entrust a lawyer to sue you for divorce. Don't expect to get a penny from me except for your personal belongings!"

Mrs. Guo pointed at Du Jie in despair: "You did all this, it was you who ruined my good things. But you don't want to escape. You took my 500,000 yuan, you are accepting bribes..."

Before she could speak, a middle-aged man next to him said coldly: "Mrs. Guo, you are wrong. Dr. Du told us the discipline inspection immediately. The 500,000 yuan was transferred to our public account at that time. The entire recording was copied to us, and we kept observing the development of the matter. So Mr. Du did not commit any illegal crimes."

Mrs. Guo collapsed on the ground in despair.

A few days later, in the evening.

When Du Jie came home from get off work, he ordered a pork rib noodles at the snack shop as usual. At this time, Professor Guo came over and sat next to him and looked at him.

“Discharged?”

"Yes, I was discharged from the hospital yesterday, and I'll treat you today."

Du Jie smiled and said, "Okay, then I'm not polite."

Professor Guo ordered two bowls of noodles and said to Du Jie: "The court has ruled that we have divorced, and she has not been able to get half a share. All of this is your help. You not only saved my life, but also allowed me to see this femtocratic woman clearly. I am very grateful to you."

"You don't have to take it seriously."

"For me, this is your second life, so I'm going to give you a gift in return."

As he said that, Professor Guo took out a blue cloth handkerchief from the plastic bag he was carrying and said, "In the past few days, I heard many people say that you regard money as dirt. Someone put five million in front of you and you didn't even look at it, so he refused. Originally, I wanted to give you some money to express my gratitude. Since you don't like money at all, I happened to have this thing in my hand for your doctor and your appetite for Chinese medicine."

As he said that, he opened the blue cloth bag, which contained several antique ancient books.

Professor Guo carefully stroked the book and said, "This set of "Song Bencao" is the original version of the Song Dynasty. It has been thousands of years now. I dare not say it is priceless, but it is absolutely expensive. I just regard it as a repayment for your life-saving grace."

Du Jie took a look and immediately concluded that the content of the book itself was not attractive to him, but this was a book from the Song Dynasty, and it was sold on pages. These books were really worth more than tens of millions.

Du Jie hurriedly pushed the book back and said, "No need, old professor, saving people is not a reward. This thing is so expensive."

"You don't want it, you just look down on me!" Professor Guo was deliberately angry and looked at Du Jie with a stern face.

Du Jie smiled and said, "Okay, I'll accept it."

He took the stack of books and thought, it would be great to give me money directly. He gave me these broken books, and was worried that he would be bitten by a mouse. Who said behind his back that I treated money like dirt? His grandmother's, isn't this cutting off my way to finance? I'm embarrassed to sell it with me, just giving it to me. It's so uncomfortable to see the taste of Kingsoft.

the next day.

Du Jie took the stack of "Song Bencao" to the bank and stored it in the bank's safe with the previous precious trace of Yan Zhenqing. He thought to himself that if this continues, he will almost become a cultural relics collector, but he doesn't have much money in his pocket. The invisible rich man is just talking about me.

…………

Hengkang Hospital.

Jiang Yongdao's clothes were taken off, and a palm print on his right shoulder was clearly marked on his right shoulder, which was pitch black. The muscles covered by his hands and feet had rotted and smelled, and the surroundings were red and swollen. His entire right arm had no sense of any sense and began to wither.

Jiang Yongdao's grandmother came to visit her grandson.

Old Mrs. Jiang asked, "Do you think this injury was caused by Du Jie, the young Chinese medicine doctor?"

Jiang Yongdao said: "Yes, before the accident, he patted my shoulders like this. He didn't think anything at that time. When he came back, his handprints began to grow bigger and thicker at night. I suspected that there was any poison on his hand, but there was no handle. Moreover, behind him, Cui Dashanren and the banker Rao Liang, he didn't dare to touch him. He could only see if you have any solutions?"

"Since that's the case, give him apologies, give him more money and let him save you."

Jiang Haofeng, who was standing beside him, said with a sad face: "Mom, this is not OK. Last time, I took five million to him to save my second child, but he left without even looking at him."

"What does he like if money can't help him? I'll try to find a few beautiful women?"

"Choisie Choi's daughter, Cui Yaxuan, is a stunning beauty. She pesters him every day, and there is no shortage of beauties around him. And it seems that he is not interested in Cui Yaxuan. It seems that money and beauty are useless."

Old Mrs. Jiang whispered: "What is his life experience?"

"I heard that he grew up in our Danhai Orphanage. Many people know that he was an abandoned baby and was thrown at the entrance of the orphanage at that time."

Old Mrs. Jiang's eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "I'll go to the orphanage immediately. I have a good relationship with the orphanage director. I'll see if I can find something that he is interested in."

Jiang Haofeng said, "Mom, he is an abandoned baby. Even if you find his life, he will probably not be interested. He can watch my son die in the hospital bed in cold blood. He can save him but he can't save him. Even if he doesn't save him, he won't be interested in finding his own father and mother."

"How can you know he is not interested if you don't try it? Besides, do you have any other solutions? Are you just watching one of my grandson's arms so useless?"

Jiang Yongdao said again: "There is also Gao Meifeng, save her too. Now I heard that she is paralyzed and lying all day long, and she is already skinny and thin. I suspect that Du's hand and foot was also the one who was surnamed Du, but it doesn't look like it, because he has never touched Gao Meifeng at all. But Meifeng also fell ill after leaving the hospital, and soon became like this. Who else could he be?"

"Who is she you? Why do you protect her?"

"The grandson is going to marry her as his wife. She is a singer and dancer in the troupe, and she is a pillar."

"Let's save your arm first. As for her, you can save it if you can. If you can't, you can throw it away. Are you still short of women by your side?"
Chapter completed!