Zheng Qian's brows furrowed, and he turned his head to look through the glass in the hallway.

Inside the ward, it seemed to be a family, lying on the bed was a little girl, with a sallow complexion, dry and yellow hair tied with two small pigtails, two big black eyes open, looking at the fat man in a white coat and a shy stomach standing in front of the bed in fear.

In front of the fat man, there was a man in dirty and shabby clothes, with red eyes and a mouth that kept saying: "Director Song, is it okay to have a few days of grace, I beg you, we will pay wages on the construction site in three days, and I will definitely make up for this medical fee when the time comes, okay?" Please, Director Song!"

The fat man looked at it with disdain, "How much salary can you get in three days?"

"Three thousand two!" the man said loudly as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

Song Ji looked disgusted, "It's only three thousand two, your daughter is using all imported medicines now, one injection costs one thousand three, you three thousand two, it's not enough to fill the previous gap, and I want to stay for a few more days, dream, drive me out!"

As he spoke, Song Ji waved his hand, and the hospital security guards quickly surrounded him, and they were about to drive people out.

The man suddenly despaired, and sat down on the ground as if he had exhausted all his strength.

The little girl lying on the bed saw so many people throwing their things and carrying her out, and she was so frightened that she cried at once, clutching at the sheets.

"Damn, little thing, do you want to stay here and not leave?"

When Song Ji saw the little girl's hand clutching the sheets, he became angry all of a sudden, raised his foot and stepped on the girl's thin hand.

The girl burst into tears, shouting incessantly, "Daddy, daddy......"

The man sitting on the ground reacted at this time, and hurriedly rushed up to rob his daughter, but there were too many security guards, and he couldn't squeeze in at all, so he just got up, and Song Ji pushed the man away fiercely, and then grabbed the little girl from the security guard's hand, and scolded in his mouth: "Damn, first find a way to pay off the money you owe before!"

The man didn't say a word, and stubbornly wanted to rush up and grab his daughter again.

At this time, the little girl grabbed Song Ji's fat hand and bit it down fiercely.

"Ah......" Song Ji's painful face was deformed, and with the other hand, he grabbed the thin little girl, and was about to fall to the ground, still scolding in his mouth: "Damn, you dare to bite me, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

But before Song Ji's palm fell, a figure quickly pushed open the door and broke in, and the security guards standing at the door wanted to stop them, but as soon as they stretched out their hands, they only felt a strong force coming, and they were all rushed out quickly.

That Song Ji was about to throw the girl to the ground, when a figure quickly approached, grabbed Song Ji's neckline, and then put it on his feet, and Song Ji suddenly fell on his back.

And the girl in his hand was also quickly picked up by a figure.

The girl is very light, her whole body is almost skinny, and the hospital gown on her body is still empty, Zheng Gan's brows furrowed, his palm swept over, and the girl's sleeves were opened, and the immature and thin wrists were almost full of dense pinholes, which looked a little bruised.

At this time, the man finally caught up, Zheng Qian handed the little girl over, he hurriedly hugged it like a baby, the dignified seven-foot man, at this moment he was crying like a child, "Daughter, Dad is sorry for you, you can't even earn back your medical expenses, and you suffer so much!"

The little girl didn't cry at the moment, waited for her big eyes, hugged the man's head, and comforted her very sensibly: "Dad, it's okay, I'm not in pain, let's go back, I miss my mother!"

Zheng Qian looked at this scene and felt sour in his heart.

Song Ji barely stood up with the support of several people, and he pointed at Zheng Gan's nose, "Who the are you?

"Indiscriminate beating?" Zheng Gan raised his eyebrows.

Song Ji looked at so many people behind him, even if Zheng Gan was good, he was not afraid, and said with a stiff neck: "Arrest him for me!"

As soon as several of the security guards rushed up, Zheng Qian didn't say a word, one in one hand, and directly their arms were all unloaded, and they wailed in pain one by one.

Zheng Qian stared at Song Ji and said coldly, "What is this little girl's disease? Are you sure that all you gave her was one injection of one thousand three imported medicines?"

That Song Ji was also frightened by Zheng Gan's skills, "You are not a doctor, this little girl's illness is very serious, if you want to leave, take it away quickly, I don't want the medicine money I owed before!"

The man looked distressed, if he really left like this, his daughter would not be able to live.

Zheng Qian didn't mean to stop there, "Really, if you let us go, we'll go?"

"What else do you want?" said Song Ji as he looked at Zheng Qian, crying and mourning.

Zheng Qian turned his head to look at the man, "Big brother, are your daughter's previous diagnosis sheets and medication receipts still there?"

"Yes, yes!" the man nodded quickly, pulling out a stack of papers from the mud-stained rag belt on his back, "This is all my daughter's diagnosis and payment slips since the onset of the disease!"

Zheng Qian was just about to pick up the order, but Song Ji suddenly rushed over like crazy.

How could it be so easy to snatch something from Zheng Qian's hands?

As soon as Song Ji came over, Zheng Qian kicked out unceremoniously, and it landed on Song Ji's stomach, and the latter suddenly fell to the ground, spitting bitter water with difficulty.

Several other security guards wanted to come over, but after realizing Zheng Gan's power, they were also worried, and they didn't dare to rush up indiscriminately.

Zheng Qian took the receipts and looked at them carefully, the more he looked at him, the more his brows furrowed, and he looked at the man, "When did your daughter start getting sick in the first place?"

"It was the end of last year, when she vomited whatever she ate and drank water, and sometimes she foamed at ......the mouth and had diarrhea," the man recalled.

Zheng Qian nodded and found the diagnosis sheet at that time, which clearly said viral enteritis in flower characters, but on the billing slip, he saw the words early stage of bowel cancer.

In other words, this Song Ji actually took his own hands and feet, making this illiterate migrant worker mistakenly think that his daughter was suffering from enteritis and thought it was early bowel cancer, so he worked hard for more than half a year and invested countless money, but it still did not get better.

Zheng Qian continued to flip through the list behind him, it was indeed written that it was expensive imported medicines, but those were not for the treatment of intestinal cancer, let alone for the treatment of enteritis, Zheng Qian now knew with his ass that this Song Ji was just using ordinary glucose water as an imported medicine to inject into the little girl, deceiving people that it was imported medicine, and then constantly squeezing hard-earned money from this migrant worker who had no culture and no knowledge of the doctor's words.