[Chapter Word Count:2070Last Updated:2015-04-0621:05:14.0]

When Qin Jun heard this, he asked puzzledly, "Uncle Wu, you say!" As long as I can help, I will definitely help! ”

Father Wu smiled at Qin Jun and said, "I want you to persuade my girl to stop paying me for medical expenses." My leg, I don't want to be cured! Anyway, it may not be cured if it is cured, so why don't you live on crutches now! ”

"Dad! What are you talking about? The doctor said that if you don't have surgery, your joints will die, and then the whole leg will be useless, and it will be life-threatening! Wu Shanshan was anxious, and turned to Qin Jun and said, "Qin Jun! Otherwise, you can go back first! Don't listen to my dad's nonsense, it's not early, Yan Qiao is still waiting for you outside! ”

Qin Jun didn't mean to leave, but walked up to Father Wu, glanced at his legs, and asked, "Uncle Wu, what is the situation with your legs!" ”

Father Wu sighed and said, "Hey! When the person is old and useless, he accidentally broke his leg while doing things outside, and he has not been to the hospital for treatment. Who knows that the condition has been delayed, the joint is broken, and now the joint needs to be replaced. As soon as the hospital opened its mouth, it cost 200,000 yuan, and we poor families, where can we get so much money at once. I said to the girl, forget it, it's gone, I'm old, when will I live. But the girl insisted that I be hospitalized first, and when she saved money for me, she had to let me be cured. She's a girl, it's really hard for her! ”

Saying this, Father Wu couldn't help but whimper.

Perhaps infected by her father's affection, the grievances in Wu Shanshan's heart suddenly came up, and tears kept rolling in her eyes. If it weren't for Qin Jun beside her, she would have been unable to hold it and would have collapsed on the bed and cried bitterly.

When Qin Jun thought of Wu Shanshan, that weak woman who had to carry such a big burden alone, his heart was inexplicably sour, he patted Wu's father on the shoulder, and comforted: "Don't worry, Uncle Wu!" Shanshan is a good person, and good people will be rewarded! The difficulties will pass, and we will all get better! ”

After comforting Wu Shanshan a few more words, Qin Juncai came out of the ward, Wu Shanshan insisted on sending it out, but he refused.

Walking out of the ward, Qin Jun was full of emotion, he was a little envious of Wu Shanshan, after all, she still had a father to honor, but he himself was an orphan, and he didn't know what his biological parents looked like.

Qin Jun did not walk out of the hospital directly, but turned around and walked to the payment office of the hospital.

"How much is the cost of Wu Youzhi's operation for patient No. 49 in Ward 103?" Qin Jun asked indifferently, with the ability to never forget, he naturally remembered Father Wu's illness number information easily.

"There are still 198,000 and 2 cents left!"

"Let's schedule surgery tomorrow!" Qin Jun took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it in.

Not long after Qin Jun left the ward, a nurse walked in with potions and infusion sets.

"Bed No. 49, Wu Youzhi, two bottles of potion tonight to reduce inflammation, and the first operation at eight o'clock tomorrow morning!" The nurse checked the patient information, and under the confused eyes of Wu Shanshan and Wu's father, she began to wipe Wu's father's arm and prepare for the injection.

When Wu Shanshan, who understood what happened, chased out of the hospital building, Qin Jun had long since disappeared.

Wu Shanshan looked at the direction of the hospital gate with a complicated expression, and tears could no longer flow uncontrollably.

At the same time!

Located outside a chic and quaint courtyard within the second ring road of Yanjing City, two Mercedes-Benz GLKs drove quickly.

As the leader of this group of bodyguards, the big man walked to the mahogany gate and knocked on the door nervously, although he was too scared in his heart, but he had to come back hard.

Song Jiachen is a descendant of the Song family, one of the four major families in Yanjing, and the beloved grandson of Song Zhenhai, the current patriarch of the Song family. If this matter reached the ears of the old man, all these bodyguards would have to walk around without food.

This courtyard house, located on the edge of Yanjing Lake, looks ordinary on the outside, but in fact the interior is renovated, underground wine cellar, private swimming pool, everything, the cost of the courtyard here is even more amazing, according to professionals estimate that the total cost is at least nine figures soft sister coin.

This is not the residence of the head of the Song family, but the residence of Song Jiachen's father, Song Hanru. Song Hanru is the boss of the entire medical system in the Yanjing area, not only holding important positions in the Ministry of Health, but also has several large private tertiary hospitals.

The one who opened the door was the old butler who sent Han Ru to his side, although he was over sixty years old, but his pace was steady and his spirit was strong. Maybe others only think that he is an extremely ordinary butler, but the big man does not think so, judging from his steady breathing, this person must be a hidden master, the more ordinary he is, the more terrifying his hidden strength is.

After entering the courtyard, Song Hanru, who had already fallen asleep, was quickly woken up. When he saw that his baby son was beaten like a pig's head, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and several people were dizzy after a few slaps. "You useless dog minions!"

After letting the old housekeeper send Song Jiachen into the back room to rub the medicine, Song Hanru looked at the big guys with a gloomy face.

"Who did that?"

was stabbed by someone, and when he came back, he was slapped by Master Song, and the big man didn't even dare to come out. Although the big guy is just a bodyguard, the Song family is not a place where he can do what he wants and resign if he doesn't want to.

"It was done by a young man who looks like a student!" The big guy replied honestly.

"A student? Youngster? Song Hanru's eyes narrowed, and a scorching glint burst out in his eyes, "You are all rice buckets, and so many people can't beat a single student." I spent money to feed you, did he feed the dogs? ”

"That! That guy is really powerful, not an ordinary person! We can't beat it!! The big man said tremblingly, he covered the knife wound on his shoulder, trying to win a little sympathy, who knew that Song Hanru didn't look at him at all.

"What's the other party's origin?" Song Hanru's eyes flashed with fierce light, even he himself was reluctant to beat his son, but now he was beaten by others for this virtue, how could he give up.

"I don't know!" The big man suddenly realized that he had made a strict mistake, his young master was beaten, and he didn't even figure out who the other party's name was.

"Bastard!" Song Hanru was furious, picked up a purple clay pot on the stone table in the courtyard, and smashed it towards the big man's head.

The big man wanted to dodge, but after hesitating for half a second, he still gritted his teeth and let the teapot with hot water smash on his head, and with a snap, the teapot shattered, and blood mixed with tea flowed down his head.

"Check it out! Dutamad go check it out for me! Song Hanru roared angrily.