"Uncle is also a doctor, maybe he can help you!"

There are many poor people in the world, and since Li Changqing is destined to meet Zhang Jiaye on the road, he is naturally willing to lend a helping hand to her.

In Huaxia, leukemia is called 'hemorrhage', Li Changqing is familiar with "Tangtou Song" and "Difficult Scripture", and is proficient in pharmacology and medical science.

"I don't have any money!"

Zhang Jiaye recalled the picture of his father crying alone, shook his head in frustration and said.

"Hehe, you don't have money now, maybe you will have money in the future! When you have money, when you meet someone in need, you can help him like I helped you today!"

Li Changqing smiled slightly and said to Zhang Jiaye kindly.

"Really?"

Zhang Jiaye suddenly raised her head, stared at her big round eyes, and asked Li Changqing with hope, no matter how mature she is, she is just a child, and when she sees the hope of life, her instinct to survive explodes.

"Hmm!", Li Changqing nodded and replied in the affirmative.

"I will definitely help many people in the future!"

Zhang Jiaye's eyes were firm, and he said to Li Changqing seriously.

"I believe you can, now let's go to the hospital to see your dad and tell him about the situation!"

"Okay!"

The rain outside the window kept falling, and the scenery on both sides was rapidly receding.

Zhang Jiaye felt the temperature of the world in the car, and imagined the scene of the mother coming back to reunite with the family.

Li Changqing drove to the Municipal People's Hospital through navigation, and saw Zhang Jiaye's father Zhang Mingliang in the hall on the first floor of the inpatient department, wearing a black coat that had been washed white, and he had just reached thirty, and there were white hairs mixed in the black hair, which made the originally energetic man look a little old.

"Jiajia, Daddy will never give up on you!"

Zhang Mingliang squatted down and hugged Zhang Jiaye, tears lingering on his face.

"Dad, don't cry! This uncle said he was a doctor and was willing to help me!"

Zhang Jiaye's little face bloomed like a spring flower, and he wiped the tears on Zhang Mingming's cheeks with his little hands, like coaxing a child with sugar.

"Mr. Zhang, hello!", Li Changqing greeted Zhang Mingming.

"Hello, hello, can you take the liberty of asking, which hospital do you work in?"

Zhang Mingliang held Zhang Jiaye's little hand tightly, stood up from the ground, and saw that Li Changqing was dressed worse than him, and asked with a little excitement in surprise.

"I used to work in a hospital in the province, but now I am working in a clinic in the village!" Li Changqing said with embarrassment.

"I appreciate your kindness at the village clinic, but Jiajia's leukemia is very serious, I'm afraid it's ......."

When Zhang Mingliang heard Li Changqing say that he was suspended in the village health center, the expectation in his heart cooled down, and he said to Li Changqing with a wry smile.

He smashed the pot and sold iron and took Zhang Jiaye to receive 18 courses of chemotherapy at the Municipal People's Hospital, but he still did not recover, how could there be a way in the village health center?

Although it costs a lot of money in the Municipal People's Hospital and cannot be cured, at least Zhang Jiaye can live, and if he really goes to the village clinic, he may not be able to go, so even if Li Changqing is willing to help Zhang Jiaye for free, he still doesn't dare to go!

"Leukemia is mainly caused by white blood cell lesions, and the clinical treatment is mainly chemotherapy to kill the diseased white blood cells, or transplant bone marrow to produce new stem cells. However, in general, chemotherapy cannot completely and completely destroy leukemia cells, and even if combined therapy is used, it can only reduce the leukemia cells in the patient's body to a minimum. Bone marrow transplantation is difficult to match, and the cost is extremely high, with a success rate of only 50% and a recurrence rate of 20%. ”

"I am currently researching Chinese herbal medicine, and the Chinese medicine I have prepared may be helpful for Jiajia's condition!"

Li Changqing studied clinical medicine for seven years and worked in the First Provincial Hospital for two years, and he still knows a lot about some common major diseases, and tried his best to explain to Zhang Mingliang in straightforward language.

"Chinese herbal herbs...... Don't you want a penny?"

Zhang Mingliang stayed in the hospital for more than half a year for Zhang Jiaye's illness, and Li Changqing's explanation of leukemia was basically the same as what those doctors said, which showed that Li Changqing really knew how to do it, and he had also heard some examples of folk Chinese medicine remedies that treated many major diseases that could not be treated by hospitals.

"Don't want money!", it's not easy to be a good person, Li Changqing replied with a smile, but he could also understand Zhang Mingming's concerns.

"Thank you, but that's it, how much should it be, how much should it be, I'll give you an IOU, although I don't have money now, when Jiajia's illness is cured, I'll go to work, how much can I pay back in my life, how much can I count!"

Zhang Mingliang couldn't help but suspect that Li Changqing was a medical trust, but he had never seen a medical trust who didn't need money to treat people's diseases, and he didn't want to accept favors from others because of pity.

"Okay!"

Li Changqing has no pursuit of money, if he wants to make money, even if he wants to become the richest man, it is only a matter of time, since Zhang Mingliang insists on making an IOU, he will not refuse.

At this point, Zhang Mingliang is much more worthy of appreciation than a person who has three sets of real estate worth millions in Lingang City, but is selling miserably to raise donations, but if Zhang Mingliang does not return it at that time, Li Changqing will not pursue it.

"Thanksgiving! I don't know what you call it?", Zhang Mingliang took Zhang Jiaye and bowed to Li Changqing.

"Muzi Li, the green trees are evergreen, Li is evergreen!"

"It sounds familiar, you wait here, I'll go through the discharge procedures!"

The money that Zhang Mingliang can borrow is basically used up, and there is no way to go to the clinic that Li Changqing said.

"Good!", Li Changqing.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Mingliang completed the discharge procedures, walked out with Li Changqing with simple daily necessities, and was thinking in his heart that if the traditional Chinese medicine treatment did not work, he would have to return to the Municipal People's Hospital by selling blood.

"Which village is your clinic in?" Zhang Mingliang asked.

"Lijiaao, Lingxia Township, Guyang County!", Li Changqing replied.

"Ah, that's a real mountain, how are we going to get there?"

Zhang Mingliang looked at the heavy rain and was worried, it stands to reason that he should rent a car to go over, but he is reluctant to spend the money.

"I'm here by car, you can just take my car! I'll send Jiajia over first, and then I'll pick you up."

Li Changqing pressed the key, and the lights of a Cayenne parked not far away flashed.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Mingliang doesn't know much about cars, but he can be sure that the car Li Changqing drives must not be cheap, and he can afford to drive a luxury car, but he is wearing old clothes, which is really a weirdo.

Li Changqing drove a car to leave the Municipal People's Hospital in the rain, and Zhang Jiaye's 88-character suicide note, after it was broadcast on the traffic radio, touched many people.