Zheng Yang's strange illness, whether it is Shen Jitong or Hua Kang, is helpless.

At this time, Wang Qing, the head nurse, suddenly said in a ghostly manner: "If Yang Chen is here, there may be a way." ”

"Yang Chen?" Zheng Jianzhong furrowed his eyebrows, he was now extremely sensitive to this name.

Han Cui, who was originally shrunk in the corner and covering her face and sobbing, suddenly remembered what Yang Chen said when she left that day, and suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Shen Jitong's arm and said, "Yes, Yang Chen, what about the intern named Yang Chen? ”

Shen Jitong said with an unhappy face: "You were the one who drove Yang Chen away, and now it is you who call him back, is it interesting?"

What he was unhappy about was Han Cui's commanding attitude.

Han Cui also realized that the tone of her speech was inappropriate, so she changed her attitude and begged, "Dean Shen, please help us." ”

Shen Jitong snorted coldly and said, "I don't dare to guarantee that Yang Chen will definitely come over." ”

He dialed Yang Chen's phone, and hung up after a brief explanation.

Han Cui asked with a look of hope, "Dean Shen, what did Yang Chen say?"

"He'll be over in a moment. ”

Han Cui was overjoyed.

When Yang Chen came to the People's Hospital, a group of people were surrounding Zheng Yang to discuss his condition, and when he arrived, Han Cui immediately greeted him and said, "Yang Chen, hurry, save my son." ”

Yang Chen's eyes swept her indifferently and said, "When did I say that I wanted to save your son?"

Han Cui's expression froze.

Zheng Jianzhong said with gloomy eyes: "You are playing us?"

Yang Chen said lightly: "I can indeed cure your son's illness, but there is no need. ”

"Why? We can give you money, as much as you want, please save my son. As soon as Han Cui heard that Yang Chen was sure that he would be cured, he immediately pleaded bitterly.

Yang Chen shook his head and said, "It's not a matter of money. ”

Han Cui was anxious: "You are a doctor, it is your responsibility to treat diseases and save people, how can you see death and not save it?"

"Doctor?" Yang Chen's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of anger, and he sneered, "I used to be a doctor, but now I'm not, it's all thanks to you." ”

Han Cui suddenly sat down on the ground weakly, of course she knew what Yang Chen meant, she was saying that they were doing their own thing.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

Han Cui's tears fell, and she kept repeating these three words in her mouth.

Yang Chen glanced down at her and said, "The decision on whether to save your son is not up to me, but to your husband." ”

Han Cui's body trembled, and she looked back at her husband Zheng Jianzhong suddenly.

Zheng Jianzhong's face was instantly difficult to see.

Yang Chen slowly walked towards him and said, "Zheng Jianzhong, I asked you to bring you that sentence, I don't know if you received it?"

He once told Zheng Jianzhong's lackeys that the next time they meet, they must let Zheng Jianzhong kneel in front of him and kowtow and admit his mistakes.

Now, it's time to cash in.

Zheng Jianzhong's fists were clenched tightly, and the green tendons on his arms bulged, because no one dared to talk to him like this for many years.

"Yang Chen, you don't have to make an inch!"

Who is Zheng Jianzhong? He is a business tycoon in Jianghai City, a figure with a head and a face, if he kneels down to Yang Chen today, where should he put his face?

Yang Chen shook his head and said, "It's not that I have to make an inch, I just give you back everything you have put on me." ”

Last time, it wasn't for his sudden burst of strength, but now he must have been abolished by Zheng Jianzhong's people, and he just asked him to kowtow and admit his mistakes, which is already very merciful.

At this time, Han Cui suddenly rushed towards Zheng Jianzhong like crazy: "Zheng Jianzhong, you will do whatever Yang Chen asks you to do, do you really want to watch our son die?"

Zheng Jianzhong's face was extremely pale.

Yang Chen said unhurriedly: "It's okay, you can think slowly, but your son may not have so much time to wait." ”

"Zheng Jianzhong, you are a thousand-knife killer, Xiaoyang is about to be killed by you. Han Cui dragged Zheng Jianzhong's clothes and scolded.

"Get out of here!" Zheng Jianzhong pushed Han Cui away, his eyes as if they were about to erupt into flames.

"Drip-"

At this time, the ECG monitor suddenly emitted a piercing alarm sound, which meant that Zheng Yang's life was in danger.

Zheng Jianzhong's psychological defense line finally collapsed, and he fell to the ground with a puff, knocking his head down with difficulty.

"Yang Chen, I admit my mistake to you, but if you let me know that you are playing tricks on me, you will definitely die a miserable death!"

Although Zheng Jianzhong knelt, he was still very unwilling in his heart, when had he been so humiliated?

Yang Chen smiled and said, "Now it seems that having money doesn't necessarily mean that you can do whatever you want!"

His words were undoubtedly in response to the remarks made by Zheng Jianzhong in Zhu Chunhua's office that day.

"After I save your son, give me another 10 million in medical fees. Yang Chen said.

Zheng Jianzhong even kowtowed, and 10 million consultation fees were not a matter for him at all.

Yang Chen came to Zheng Yang's side, rolled his eyelids, and then said to Wang Qing, "Sister Qing, you go and help me get a bottle of cinnabar tranquilizer." ”

Wang Qing immediately ran to the pharmacy and came back with a bottle of Chinese patent medicine after a while.

Yang Chen poured out a third of the cinnabar tranquilizer pill, dissolved it with hot water, and then took out the evil spirit exorcism talisman of the yellow-robed Taoist, burned it to ashes and sprinkled it into the soup.

"Feed him!"

"That's it?" Han Cui half-convinced and fed Zheng Yang with the medicinal soup.

After about five or six minutes, I saw that Zheng Yang, who was originally dying, suddenly coughed violently, and after a while, he coughed up a puddle of black and viscous substance, and he didn't know what it was.

"Xiaoyang, how are you?" Han Cui hurriedly asked happily when she saw that her son had reacted.

Zheng Yang said in a weak voice: "Mom, I seem to be ...... I went to the ghost gate, but now it's much better. ”

Han Cui hugged his neck excitedly, and cried with joy: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, mom is worried about you." ”

At this time, Yang Chen spoke: "Now we have only completed the first step, if you want Zheng Yang's disease to completely improve, you still need acupuncture treatment." ”

As he spoke, he took out a milli needle and pierced it on Zheng Yang's Baihui, Shenmen, Zhaohai and other acupuncture points.

"In the future, I will give Zheng Yang acupuncture once a week, and it will take about a month for his illness to be cured. ”

Han Cui said gratefully, "Thank you Yang Chen." ”

Zheng Jianzhong was in a somewhat complicated mood, and in the face of a person who once made him kneel and kowtow, of course he would not easily forgive.

But now his son's life is in Yang Chen's hands, so he can only swallow this evil breath for the time being, and said: "Give me an account, and 10 million will be called to you immediately." ”

Of course, Yang Chen would not be polite to Zheng Jianzhong, and did not hesitate to write his bank card account number to him.