Qin Yan doesn't like to greet each other, and when there is time, he would rather lie on the recliner at the door of the bar and drink beer and watch beautiful women, so he immediately asked to see a patient after entering the door.

Why don't the three members of the Song family want him to see a doctor as soon as possible?

It's just that the door-to-door guest always has to do the friendship of the landlord, since the guest takes the initiative to ask to see a doctor, which is exactly what they want to see.

Led by the slightly chubby middle-aged man, Song Yuyan's father Song Yingping, Qin Yan followed behind and walked towards the third floor of the villa.

In a very richly decorated room in the center of the third floor, the doors and windows were closed, and even the curtains were drawn up, so that no light could penetrate in.

"Mr. Qin, my father has been tired of light since he got sick, so he ......" Song Yingping's face was bitter, and he could see that he was a filial son, and the old man's illness made the family sad.

"The old man should have been very capable back then, right?" Qin Yan asked.

"Nonsense!"

Song Yuyan glared at him fiercely and snorted: "My grandfather used to be a famous saint in traditional Chinese medicine, you won't have heard the name Song Guofeng, right?" ”

Song Yingping heard that his daughter's tone was very unkind, he didn't know the ambiguous episodes on the road, and he was afraid that his daughter would offend Qin Yan, so he immediately lowered his face and shouted: "Yuyan! How do you talk to Mr. Qin? Mr. Qin is a guest of our family, and he is here to treat your grandfather! Apologize quickly! ”

The first half of the sentence was not taken seriously by Song Yuyan at all, when her father said that Qin Yan was the one who treated her grandfather, although she had infinite grievances and anger in her heart, she could only swallow it.

"It's okay, Yuyan and I are good friends, and you don't have to worry so much about each other." Without waiting for Song Yuyan to apologize, Qin Yan hurriedly played a round.

"You don't have to pretend to be kind."

This time, Song Yuyan learned to be obedient, and took the opportunity to open the door to pass by Qin Yan, and the voice of the voice could only be heard by the two of them.

Qin Yan can understand that she has a bad attitude, just as she understands that the old man is disgusted.

From the family's endless praise for the old man, it can be imagined that the old man must have been a person with great skills back then, and he has been beautiful in the first half of his life. Who knew that when he got old, he would change to this disease, and as the holy hand of Chinese medicine, he couldn't cure it, and he became the current virtue, but he definitely didn't feel good in his heart, and he didn't even want to see anyone, he just wanted to hide in the dark and not see the day.

ALS.

Along with cancer, AIDS, leukemia, and rheumatoid, they are known as the five major terminal diseases in the world, and no treatment can be found in both Chinese and Western medicine, and at most they can only achieve a certain degree of relief.

This type of patient is also known as a 'conscious vegetative person', and due to muscle atrophy, the whole person becomes very unsightly, with various problems attached.

Soon, the door opened, and the four of them walked in.

Yes...... Ahhhh......h Yes......

Looking in the direction from which the strange voice came, there was an old man lying on the soft big bed, although he couldn't understand what he was trying to say, but from the emotions in his eyes, it could be seen that he was angry: he wanted everyone to get out of the way, and he didn't want to be seen as he was.

ALS stands for amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, in which the muscles of the body continue to atrophy over time, and many abilities are gradually lost.

Without the support of their muscles, it is difficult for them to stand, their necks cannot support their heads, their heads will be loosely crooked to one side, their vocal cords will not be able to produce a full tone, and their whole face will become as if they are suffering from facial paralysis, in short, like a living dead.

"Old man, my name is Qin Yan, and I'm here to treat you." Qin Yan greeted the old man with a smile.

"Ahhh......h Ah......h

"Are you afraid that I will cure you and smash your signboard?"

"Mr. Qin!"

Qin Yan still had a gentle smile, but his words became scathing, and Song Yingping's face immediately changed: he came to treat his father, but it didn't mean that he could insult his father.

Just when Song Yingping was about to shout, he was stopped by Song Yuyan beside him with his eyes.

"I heard that the old gentleman has the name of the holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine, if I cure you, you can't afford to be the holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine, are you afraid that the younger generation will make you embarrassed?"

It didn't seem to see that Song Yingping's face was not good, and Qin Yanji's tone became more and more mean and ugly: "Or maybe the old gentleman wants to occupy the pit and not, and not give us the opportunity to come out as a junior, and would rather bring the name of the holy hand of Chinese medicine into the coffin than be taken away by others?" ”

"Qin Yan! You shut up! ”

Song Yingping scolded angrily, when he first entered the door, he still felt that although this young man was not good-looking, he was still polite and behaved decently, and now it seems that he is a heinous villain, he actually said such a thing to his father, where did his daughter find such a bastard?

"Ah...... Ahhhh......h

"Hehe, the old gentleman thinks I'm too proud, doesn't he?" Qin Yan didn't seem to hear Song Yingping's scolding.

"Ahh......hh

"Then let's make a bet, I don't know if Mr. Lu Dao dares or not, I'm afraid that I will rob you of the name of the holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine."

"Ahh

"Good! I thought that the old gentleman had lost his courage, but it seems that he has lost his eyes! ”

The dialogue went on to this extent, and Song Yingping could see the clue even if he was stupid: his father's illness was getting worse and worse, not only because ALS was one of the five terminal diseases in the world, but the key was that his old man did not cooperate with the treatment, or simply refused to be treated, and the family knew that he wanted to die early.

The biggest enemy of the patient is not the disease itself, but the loss of motivation to live, when they have lost hope in life, no matter how good the treatment is, it will not help.

The reason why Ye Xuan said that just now was to let the old man cooperate with the treatment, which was also an essential step!

"Mr. Qin, just ...... I'm sorry......" Song Yingping also knows that mistakes can be changed.

"According to Yuyan, three generations of your family have been doctors."

Qin Yan pointed to the palatial decoration in the room and chuckled, "How many red envelopes did this villa get in exchange?" Of course, Mr. Song, don't get me wrong, no matter if others are corrupt or moved, as long as it doesn't endanger my interests, I don't bother to care, but I always have to charge money for medical treatment, and the consultation fee is linked to the actual situation of the patient. ”

Although he is not a decent gentleman, he also has his own principles, if the other party receives ill-gotten gains, the consultation fee will naturally be much higher, and it will be regarded as helping the other party to scatter money.

"Mr. Qin misunderstood."

Song Yingping shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I'm not afraid of Mr. Qin's jokes when I say it, I did study medicine before, but unfortunately I don't have any talent in this area, and my medical skills have always been relatively mediocre." Yu Qi weakened his father's name, and later simply changed his career to the pharmaceutical business, and now has his own pharmaceutical production factory. Mr. Qin can rest assured that every penny of Song is clean, and as for the consultation fee, it will not be a penny. ”

Pharmaceutical production plant?

Somehow, Qin Yan seemed to have been given an enlightenment.

Ever since the strength of the dantian restoration returned to the Eight Heavens, he had been thinking about a problem: cultivating in a conventional way, it would be even more difficult to go further, and the only shortcut was to use the decoction to quickly improve his cultivation according to the secret text. However, among the three main medicines, it is rare to find a hundred-year-old agarwood alone, not to mention the other two medicinal materials that do not even have a name record, how can they be found in the vast world?

A few days ago, I discussed this issue with Su Hao, and Su Hao said a sentence: If you don't want to be known that you want the true purpose of this medicinal material, you must distort its true medicinal effect.

At that time, Su Hao talked about things, and he just heard it, but now that Song Yingping mentioned the drug production factory, an idea came into being.

Not only for those main drugs, but also for a larger number of adjuvants.

Although excipients are not as scarce as the main drugs and can be bought in the world, each of them is worth a lot of money, and you can't even think about it without a lot of money.

Therefore, in order to improve the strength, it is not only necessary to find the main drug, but also to make as much money as possible, so that you can have the money to buy those valuable auxiliary drugs, both of which are indispensable.

"Mr. Qin, as long as you can cure my father's illness, money is not a problem, even if I can pour out all my family property!" Song Yingping said in a deep voice.

Depend on!

I'm waiting for your words!

Of course, he didn't want to leave a bad impression on Song Yuyan, and after pondering for a while, he said: "After all, Yuyan and I are friends, and Mr. Song's money is also clean, so I naturally can't indiscriminately collect the consultation fee, I just want to ask Mr. Song for a small favor and help me buy a few very rare medicinal materials, and I will pay a lot of money." ”

Just bought the medicinal materials, which was nothing more than a gesture for Song Yingping, and it was nothing at all, so he agreed.

What followed, however, turned out to be unexpected.

"I said that I am friends with Yuyan, and Yuyan's grandfather is also my grandfather." Speaking of this, Qin Yan also quietly glanced at Song Yuyan.

"The ghost is friends with you!" Song Yuyan slandered in her heart, but she didn't say it on the surface, after all, she has a request now.

"It's right to help grandpa heal his illness, so I asked Mr. Song for help, that is, I owe you a favor, but I don't like to owe others favors."

At this point, no matter how you listen to it, it is comfortable, at least Song Yingping and Cui Xiu both think that this young man is good, but unfortunately the following words make people can't help but jump to their feet and scold their mother: "Since Mr. Song has helped me, I have to repay this favor, so I decided to take a stake in Mr. Song's pharmaceutical factory and hold 51% of the shares." ”

It's not a big problem to buy shares, but holding 51% of the shares, doesn't this mean that he, Qin Yan, is the boss of the pharmaceutical company? Why?

Because Song Yingping was not easy to turn his face now, he held back his anger and said, "Mr. Qin, let's not talk about this shareholding ratio for the time being. Although Song's pharmaceutical factory is not a big factory, it is also well-known in Pingjiang, and the funds required for this shareholding are not a small amount of three to five million. ”

From his daughter's mouth, he had long known that the young man in front of him had superb medical skills, this kind of person could not be short of money, and it was not a big problem to come up with three or five million, but if he wanted to say tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, it was not something that ordinary people could take out, at least he didn't think that Qin Yan had so much money.

He guessed correctly, Qin Yan did not have that much money, but he still underestimated the shamelessness of the other party.

"I don't need money to join the technology unit." Qin Yan's face was full of innocence.

"You ......"

If it weren't for his good cultivation, Song Yingping would have scolded him: Who has ever seen someone who has entered the technical technology stocks, which can account for 51% of the company's total shares, and he can be successful when his own technical skills can reach the sky?