In the office, a middle-aged doctor wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses sat at the desk, browsing the patient information on the computer in front of him.

At this time, the nurse walked in, "Doctor Liang, Lu Youquan's patient's family came."

Dr. Liang didn't look up, "Let them come in."

The nurse turned her head and said to Lu Baocai and his son, "Doctor Liang asked you to come in."

Lu Baocai nodded and walked into the office gently.

Lu Zifeng followed closely behind.

Lu Baocai walked to the desk and said calmly: "Doctor Liang, do you want to tell us here? "

Dr. Liang raised his head at this time and asked, "Who are you from Lu Youquan?"

Lu Baocai said: "I am Youquan's neighbor."

Dr. Liang said: "Where is Lu Youquan's family?"

Lu Baocai said: "He only has an old mother in his family, and he is unable to come for the time being. His daughter is still a student. She is working outside for summer vacation and has not come back yet.

Dr. Liang, if you tell me what’s wrong, I can make the decision.”

Dr. Liang said: "Lu Youquan's injury is very serious, his heart is cracked, and he has been bleeding internally. The blood fills the entire chest cavity and presses many nerves in the body. If the surgery is not performed, it is very likely that life-threatening.

However, I just looked at the operation schedule. Lu Youquan's operation was scheduled for the next week, and it may be too late to go."

When Lu Baocai heard this, he was anxious: "Then beg Dr. Liang to have surgery as soon as possible. Youquan is still so young, with an old mother and a daughter who is in college. If something happens to him, the family will collapse."

Dr. Liang was silent for a moment, tapped his fingers on the desk on the desk in front of him and said, "I also want to have surgery as soon as possible, but you also know that there are too many patients in the hospital recently, and many patients are waiting for me to have surgery. There is always one thing that comes first and then comes. Your friend's life is life, and other patients' lives are also life. Behind each patient is a family. I can't ignore other patients in order to perform surgery on your friend."

Lu Baocai said anxiously: "Doctor Liang, what should I do now?"

"There is a solution, but it depends on whether you can give up or not."

Dr. Liang pushed the golden silk glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Lu Baocai was stunned, not knowing what this meant.

Lu Zifeng, who had not spoken, frowned and felt that there was something in his words.

After coming back to his senses, Lu Baocai asked quickly: "Doctor Liang, just say something."

Dr. Liang cleared his throat and was about to speak when a knock on the door sounded.

"Please come in."

Dr. Liang frowned slightly, and his speech was interrupted, feeling a little uncomfortable.

The office door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a gold chain walked in.

Seeing the visitor, Dr. Liang's unhappiness flashed and he showed a mysterious smile.

The middle-aged man held a red envelope in his hand and placed it on the desk, "Dr. Liang, this is my little intention, you accept it with a smile."

Dr. Liang took the red envelope and smiled, "Mr. Liu, don't worry, I will have surgery on your father in two hours."

"Thank you Dr. Liang"

The middle-aged man nodded and thanked him and left the office.

Lu Baocai and Lu Zifeng suddenly realized something and finally understood what Dr. Liang said just now. It turned out that he wanted a red envelope.

Thinking of this, Lu Zifeng felt angry in his heart.

A few years ago, my mother was seriously ill and was hinted by a doctor in the hospital.

The red envelopes were borrowed at that time. He borrowed money for his mother's treatment. He could not afford to give them red envelopes, but the hospital kept dragging them to avoid treatment, and specially treated the patients who gave them red envelopes first. In the end, there was no way, so he gave two thousand yuan. The next day, his mother was immediately sent to the operating room.

Therefore, Lu Zifeng hated the doctor's behavior of collecting red envelopes to treat diseases.

This undoubtedly makes it worse for those who cannot afford to cure their illness.

Although Lu Baocai was also repelled from this behavior, there was no other way at the moment. He took out a stack of money from his pocket, which was the 3,000 yuan he had just withdrawn from the bank.

"Dr. Liang, this is my intention."

Lu Baocai put the money on his desk.

Dr. Liang smiled. It seemed that the country bumpkin was quite good, and said, "I actually didn't take this money, it was some compensation for those patients who were in the front for surgery."

While saying that, he reached out to the money on the desk.

"Slow down!"

Just then, Lu Zifeng suddenly spoke.

Dr. Liang was stunned and looked at Lu Zifeng: "Boy, what do you mean?"

Lu Zifeng shrugged: "It's not interesting, you just don't deserve this money."

Lu Zifeng walked to the desk and took the money back from Dr. Liang.

Dr. Liang's face turned dark and he sneered: "Boy, you can. I've only made an exception when Lu Youquan is in serious condition. Now it seems that you are dog biting Lu Dongbin and don't know the good people's hearts. Since that's the case, you all go out. I won't do this surgery anyway.

By the way, I want to tell you that in Jiangzhou, no one can do this surgery except me, unless you go to the province to find other experts, but Lu Youquan's current situation is not suitable for discharge."

Naked threat.

Lu Zifeng didn't care at all, but Lu Baocai was anxious and apologized repeatedly: "Doctor Liang, I'm sorry, this is my son. He is still young and ignorant. He offended you. Please don't be blamed."

Dr. Liang's neck was raised high, "If your son doesn't apologize to me, there will be no room for negotiation on this matter. Go out."

"Dr. Liang, I'll let my son apologize to you."

Lu Baocai looked at his son and said with confusion: "Zifeng, what are you doing?"

Lu Zifeng said: "Dad, this bullshit doctor has no medical ethics. He is willing to see a doctor only after receiving red envelopes. I can't spoil him."

Why doesn’t Lu Baocai hate this behavior in his heart?

But if anyone can treat the disease, if you don’t ask for some, your life will be gone.

Lu Baocai said, "Zifeng, don't even say that your friend Uncle Quan's life is the most important. Hurry up and apologize to Dr. Liang and return the money to Dr. Liang."

Lu Zifeng said, "Dad, don't worry, Uncle Youquan's injury is not serious. Don't listen to this bullshit doctor's nonsense here. It's just a trick to scare people."

Lu Baocai was stunned and asked with a look of surprise: "Zifeng, how are you saying it seriously?"

Lu Zifeng nodded.

Dr. Liang suddenly burst into laughter: "The country bumpkin is just ignorant. I thought I was scaring you. Let me tell you clearly. Within three days, all Luyou will not undergo surgery and his life will be over."

"ah!"

Lu Baocai was startled and his eyes widened. He looked at his son and then at Dr. Liang, not knowing which one should believe.

"Yeah?"

Lu Zifeng smiled and said, "If I let my friend Uncle Quan recover completely today and stand in front of you lively, what do you think?"

Dr. Liang was almost laughing and crying, "Boy, I said you were ignorant before, but it seems that you have been polite. You should

It's a fool.

Not to mention me, even if Dr. Xue from Xijiang is here, he dare not say such a big deal. Which onion do you have?"

Lu Zifeng smiled, Doctor Xue? Doctor Xue had to respect himself when he saw him and begged him to accept him as his disciple.

Lu Zifeng said lightly: "Is it a big talk? You will know later. I want to ask, what do you think if I let Lu friends stand in front of you today?"

Dr. Liang didn't believe this result at all. He held his hands and said with a smile: "If you can really make friends Lu stand in front of me today, what do you say, do what you want."

Lu Zifeng said: "If I did, I hope you will not be allowed to practice medicine from now on, because people like you who have no medical ethics are not suitable to be a doctor at all."

Dr. Liang was naturally very angry when he was told by a young boy that he had no medical ethics. But this place was a hospital after all, and he did receive a red envelope just now, so he did not get angry on the spot, making things worse. Looking at Lu Zifeng, he said in a deep voice: "Boy, what if you can't do it?"

Lu Zifeng said: "Don't you like money? If I can't do it, I'll give you one million at that time."

When Dr. Liang heard the value of one million, he lit up his eyes.

But his eyes glanced at the clothes of Lu Zifeng and Lu Baocai, which were ordinary, and no matter how you looked, they didn't look like a million people.

Dr. Liang smiled contemptuously: "Boy, can you speak more reliably? Just you can have a million?"

Lu Zifeng shrugged: "It seems that you are not only unmedical, but you are also looking down on others and report your bank card number."

Dr. Liang sneered: "What? Do you want to give me a million?"

Lu Zifeng said: "It seems that your brain is not stupid."

Dr. Liang was so angry that he was scolded for being stupid, "Boy, I want to see where you have a million today."

Open the drawer, take out a wallet from it, pull out a bank card from the wallet, and throw it on the desk, "The bank card is here, if you have the ability, you can get in with a million."

Lu Zifeng just glanced at the bank card, remembered the card number, took out his cell phone, and called, "Yang Zhen, ask someone to call a bank one million, the card number is..."

When Dr. Liang saw Lu Zifeng's serious look, he suddenly muttered in his heart: "No, can this kid really have one million?"

Lu Baocai is an honest and honest farmer and doesn't like to cause trouble. Seeing that his son insisted on betting with Dr. Liang, and the bet was so big, he quickly persuaded his son, but after he persuaded him a few words, he stopped persuading him after finding that it was ineffective.

As a father, he knows his son very well. Sometimes he likes to compete. He is stubborn and can't even pull back eight horses.

Although one million is a lot, he also knew that his son is no longer the same as before. One million is just a drizzle, so he just thought it was a playful thing.

Deep down in his heart, he actually didn't really believe Lu Zifeng's words.

Three minutes later, Dr. Liang's cell phone rang, and it was a text message.

Dr. Liang picked it up and saw that his face changed. It turned out that it was news from the bank. Sure enough, someone called a million to his card.

Although he is an expert at the municipal hospital, his annual income, including the gray income of red envelopes, is only more than 300,000 yuan. After excluding the expenses in a year, he can save half of it. Even if it is good, he will have to work for at least six or seven years to make a profit of this million. He suddenly feels his heartbeat accelerated.
Chapter completed!