Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Ancient Road is Hot Sausage?

Hearing this voice, Wei Zi and Chen Xuening stopped at the same time. It seems that the trouble is not just because there is no money to be kicked out of the hospital.

"What are you? Dare to take care of our Li Shao's affairs, I think you are impatient. As soon as the young man's scolding fell, he heard a flowing voice from the ward.

Hearing this flowing voice, Chen Xuening, who was standing next to Wei Zi, took a step forward, and was about to kick the door, but was hurriedly stopped by Wei Zi. I saw Wei Zi poke his head into Chen Xuening's ear and said, "Wait!" ”

"I'm waiting!" Chen Xue asked puzzled, feeling very puzzled by Wei Zi's good temper.

With a mysterious smile, Wei Zi said, "Maybe, the show is still to come?" ”

Glancing at Wei Zi, Chen Xuening stood beside Wei Zi again.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a soft voice from the ward: "Weidong, don't worry about this matter." ”

Hearing this soft voice, the young man known as Wei Dong changed his angry tone just now, and with a hint of tenderness in his anxious tone, he said: "If you want to buy a kidney, are you crazy?" ”

There was no need to guess, Wei Zi knew that this soft voice with a hint of death must have come from the black panther's sister.

"Weidong, don't say it. I'm a dying person, and as long as I can help my brother before I die, I'll be content. When he mentioned his brother, his soft voice was full of strong family affection.

"But... "

Before the young man named Weidong could speak, he heard a middle-aged man's voice from inside the ward: "You can still see it." Let me tell you the truth! The mortality rate of leukemia in our country is more than 90 percent, and it is better to donate organs and leave them for the living. Besides, if it weren't for your troubles, we wouldn't have bought your kidney?"

"You fart!" Without waiting for the middle-aged man to finish speaking, he heard Wei Dong shout: "What mortality rate is more than 90 percent, who to scare?" Baidu carefully checked, in our country, the cure rate of leukemia is more than 50%? ”

In fact, the information on Baidu says that the mortality rate of leukemia in China is more than 50%. However, Wei Dong thought that the word mortality was too sensitive, so he changed it to a cure rate.

Although it is only a change of two words, it gives people the feeling that it is different, the same meaning, one represents life and the other represents death.

Who knows, after listening to Wei Dong's words, this middle-aged man sneered: "You also believe the things on Baidu." Let's put it this way, if you have money, the cure rate may be above 50 percent, but if you don't have money, then the cure rate will definitely be zero. , your brother is now arrested by the police and put in prison, and he can't protect himself, does he still have money to treat you? I seem to have heard that your brother has run out of money in the hospital, is there such a thing? ”

Accompanied by the middle-aged man's voice, a more mercenary and younger voice sounded in the ward: "If you don't pay today, our hospital can only ask you to leave." ”

"Director Mei, how can you say that? You know that leaving the hospital is death, and you still force her like this! After hearing the words of Director Mei, the angry Wei Dong couldn't hold back any longer and asked angrily.

These sanctimonious guys, they are discussing with each other, and they are clearly coercive and tempting, and they are sticking to each other. Look at the posture, you have to buy it if you don't buy it.

"How do I force her? There are rules in the hospital, and I just follow them. Besides, the hospital is not a charity hall, and you have to leave if you don't have money. Director Mei, who ripped off the mask of hypocrisy, also spoke badly and said-for-tat. …,

"You..." Seeing the rules and regulations of Director Mei carrying out of the hospital, Wei Dong was suddenly speechless.

"What am I! If you have money, you can continue to live, and if you don't have money, get out of here. ”

Good guy, this time Director Mei didn't even save a word of invitation, and directly used the word "get out".

The warmth and coldness of the people in the world seem so direct at this moment, so that Chen Xuening, who was standing outside the door, became more and more angry the more he listened, while Wei Zi became more and more calm the more he listened, as if the things in front of him had nothing to do with him.

In the ward, she coughed twice, and there was no trace of blood on her handsome face, so she only heard her say softly: "Weidong, stop fighting, let's get out of the hospital!" ”

"Discharged? How does this work? Wait, I've already asked my classmates to donate money to you. Hearing that Chen Xuening was about to be discharged from the hospital, this young man named Du Weidong hurriedly stopped.

"Donate? How much money can you students have? Is it enough for her medical expenses for one day, or for two days? Director Mei said suspiciously.

"You don't care if it's enough, you can't be discharged from the hospital today anyway?" Du Weidong argued angrily.

"Forget it, Weidong, this is my life, I admit it." Finally, he said helplessly.

"I still have to figure it out, leukemia can't be cured anyway, it's better to do good deeds and donate your organs." Hearing this, Director Mei, who was still angry just now, immediately put on a smiling face and said, "In this way, I will call the shots and let Director Qu add another 10,000 yuan to you, what do you think?" ”

Although Director Mei used the word donation, judging from the situation at the scene, it was no different from persecution.

After Director Mei finished speaking, the middle-aged man who spoke first said with a smile: "Director Mei is really a good person!" Okay, I'll add another 10,000, do you think it's okay? ”

"Ancient road hot intestines? Good? ”

Listening to these two compliments, Wei Zi's calm face couldn't help but feel a little wavering, and I saw him muttering to himself: "You are also worthy of using this word." ”

Seeing that Wei Zi finally spoke, Chen Xuening asked impatiently, "Can I go in now?" ”

Waving his hand, Wei Zi said: "Wait a minute, I'm enjoying the performance of these sanctimonious guys." ”

In the ward, the middle-aged man known as Director Qu saw that his expression had loosened, and hurriedly said: "According to my inquiry, your brother has committed a lot of crimes this time, and I am afraid that he will be sentenced to ten or twenty years." Tell me, if you don't help your brother, will you be able to keep up with the pace of this society when he comes out of prison and calls? ”

Seeing Director Qu speak, Director Mei on the side echoed casually: "Yes! Life is just a few decades, and it passes with your eyes open and closed. Are you going to watch your brother waste decades of his life in a high-walled compound? Looks like your brother isn't married yet! ”

This Director Mei pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and continued: "If you are not married, you have no children. So, when your brother comes out of prison, who wants to marry him? Are you still willing to give him a baby? In the end, he is not left alone in this world. ”

I have to say that this Director Mei, Dr. Mei, does not become a diplomat, which is simply a big loss for Huaxia.

In other words, everyone's heart stretches out, and there is something that cannot be parted.

In Wei Zi's heart, what cannot be separated is his dignity, so no matter what the circumstances, Wei Zi will use all his strength to defend his dignity. On the psychological side, it is his brother Black Panther who can't be separated, but in Black Panther's heart, it is his sister who can't be parted.

Therefore, Director Mei's words can be regarded as speaking to the heart. …,

The reason why the black panther gave up his former glory and went to be a bodyguard and mercenary for others was for his sister, hoping that it could live a healthy life like a normal person; And, the reason why he endured the torture of illness and had to live strong was that he didn't want his brother to lose himself.

However, if what Director Mei said really happened, he would still ask himself psychologically whether his persistence was worth it.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, don't listen to their nonsense." Seeing that there seemed to be a sense of relaxation, Du Weidong on the side hurriedly persuaded.

Seeing that he was about to be moved by his own words, who knew that at this time, Wei Dong was so blind. At that moment, Director Qu tried a color on the person next to him. In an instant, two people walked out from Director Qu's side, walked up to Wei Dong, and dragged him out without saying anything.

"What do you want to do? What do you want to do? "Let go of me, let go of me!"

I didn't expect these people to do this, Wei Dong shouted loudly as he struggled.

Who knows, as soon as Wei Dong shouted two sentences, he was gagged with a towel.

"Woooooo Despite being controlled by someone, Wei Dong still shouted unyieldingly.

It's a pity that he has the intention to kill the enemy and can't return to the sky, so Wei Dong can only stare anxiously.

Without Du Weidong making trouble by his side, Director Qu put on a kind smile and said with tears on his face, "What do you think?" My price is already fair. How about I add another 10,000? ”

Looking at Wei Dong, who was full of anger and wide eyes, but couldn't move or speak, but there was no place in his body that was full of concern for him, tears were in his eyes, and he was almost on the verge of collapse.

The change in expression naturally couldn't escape the old and refined Director Qu, only to see him try a look at Director Mei on the side, and motioned for him to stand up and add another fire.

Regarding Director Qu's hints, Director Mei, as a doctor, naturally understood it, and only listened to him say: "Let's tell you the truth!" You have this type of leukemia, which is the deadliest type of leukemia, with a mortality rate of more than 90% in clinical medicine. Not to mention in our Yuanbao County, even in Qincheng, Yanjing, Shanghai-Nanjing City, even in the world, no one can cure it. ”

originally thought that if he said this, he would definitely obediently obey and completely collapse.

Who knows, just as Director Mei's words fell, he heard a clear voice that sounded in the ward: "Who said that this disease is not cured in Huaxia?" ”