Chen Fan sat in the car and called Zhao Qianqian, asking if Qin Shuran was at the hospital.
Zhao Qianqian said that Qin Shuran was coming in to cover for a colleague in the afternoon. However, Zhao Qianqian also told Chen Fan that a beautiful woman had come to see him in the afternoon and had been waiting for several hours.
Upon hearing this, Chen Fan frowned slightly. A beautiful woman was looking for him? And she had been waiting for hours?
After thinking for a long time, Chen Fan couldn't recall who this beautiful woman could be, so he could only drive back to the psychiatric hospital to find out.
About half an hour later, Chen Fan drove back to the psychiatric hospital.
However, just as Chen Fan got out of the car and was about to walk towards the outpatient building, two familiar figures emerged from inside.
Chen Fan’s expression froze, and he called out, "Manager Sun?"
The two figures in front of him were Qin Shuran and Sun Xiao, the general manager of the BMW 4S store whom he had saved yesterday.
"Dr. Chen." Sun Xiao's face also broke into a smile when she saw Chen Fan.
Chen Fan asked doubtfully, "Zhao Qianqian just said someone was looking for me? Was it you?"
Sun Xiao smiled and nodded, "I came specifically to thank Dr. Chen. Yesterday, I heard from that little nurse that you are an external doctor there and usually work at the psychiatric hospital, so I came today."
She then looked at Qin Shuran beside her and said, "Shuran, I'll be going back then. You two must not have eaten well yesterday because of my matter. I'll treat you both to a meal another day to express my gratitude."
Shuran? Chen Fan looked surprised.
"Okay, Sister Sun Xiao, I'll contact you when I have time."
Sister Sun Xiao? Didn't they not know each other before? How did their address suddenly become so intimate? Chen Fan was full of confusion and bewilderment.
However, Sun Xiao and Qin Shuran clearly had no intention of explaining to Chen Fan.
After bidding farewell, Sun Xiao walked to a BMW car and drove away.
"How did you two suddenly become so familiar? Did you know each other before?" Seeing Sun Xiao leave, Chen Fan couldn't suppress his curiosity.
Qin Shuran glanced at Chen Fan and replied triumphantly, "I'm not telling you."
With that, she turned and walked towards the outpatient building.
Chen Fan was helpless, but he could see from Qin Shuran's expression that she was clearly no longer angry, which relieved him.
Qin Shuran finished work at nine o'clock in the evening.
After work, Chen Fan did not drive back to the urban village, as it was not far from here.
They bought some snacks on the way and returned to their residence to rest.
Although Qin Shuran's room had been renovated, there was still a strong smell inside, so she naturally wouldn't move in immediately and had to temporarily stay in Chen Fan's room.
Chen Fan was a bit helpless, wondering how many more days he would have to sleep on this yoga mat.
The next morning, Chen Fan and Qin Shuran had breakfast and went to the hospital.
However, just before noon, a commotion broke out in the hospital's outpatient hall, attracting a lot of attention.
Chen Fan was about to go to Qin Shuran's consultation room to ask her to have lunch together, and he happened to witness this scene.
A middle-aged woman was pushing a young man in a wheelchair and crying loudly in the hospital, "Liars, you are all liars! My son came here for treatment, and you prescribed him medicine worth millions. Do you have any conscience? Where can I get millions? Even if you kill us all, I can't come up with that much money!"
The young man in the wheelchair was limp, and tears were streaming down his face.
"What's going on? What's wrong?" Hearing the loud crying in the hall, Lian Wenxin quickly came out of the consultation room and asked.
The middle-aged woman wiped her tears and angrily looked at Lian Wenxin, "You bunch of liars, you heartless people! You said you hired an excellent surgeon, and I brought my son here for treatment, but you prescribed him medicine worth millions. You are too cruel. I will report you!"
"What? Medicine worth millions? Who prescribed you the prescription? Which surgeon?" Lian Wenxin was also startled when he heard this.
"Who else could it be? It's the one you advertised outside, what's his name, Liu Qianze," the middle-aged woman said indignantly.
"Dr. Liu? How could he prescribe such medicine?" Lian Wenxin was full of disbelief.
The middle-aged woman started crying again, "I knew it, you would all cover for each other. My son, your life is too hard. Our family is so poor, and yet someone wants to push us to a dead end!"
At this moment, Liu Qianze walked out of the consultation room and into the outpatient hall.
Instantly, many doctors and nurses present turned their gaze to Liu Qianze.
"Dr. Liu, what is going on? How did she say you prescribed her medicine worth millions?" Lian Wenxin asked Liu Qianze in a low voice.
Liu Qianze frowned and looked coldly at the mother and son, "If you dare to slander me again, I don't mind suing you."
"Slander? You dare to say we are slandering you!"
The middle-aged woman angrily pointed at the paper in her hand, "Look at this prescription you wrote. When I went to pay just now, do you know what they told me? They asked me to pay four million nine hundred thousand! This is not a hospital, you are all inhumane vampires!"
Liu Qianze replied coldly, "I asked you earlier if you wanted to save him. If you wanted to save him, it might come at a great cost. You said then that no matter what it took, even if you had to sell everything or even give your life, you would save your son. Have you forgotten all this?"
"I am willing to risk my life for my son, but how can this medicine be worth millions!"
Liu Qianze sneered, "Currently, there is only one drug in the world that can treat myasthenia gravis. The annual treatment cost per person is about 700,000 US dollars. If you don't have this money, then let your son wait for death."
"However, if you dare to slander me and the hospital again, don't blame me for being impolite!"
His words left the middle-aged woman speechless, and tears continued to flow.
"My son, Mom is sorry for you, sorry for you!" The middle-aged woman was sobbing uncontrollably and slowly knelt in front of the wheelchair.
The young man in the wheelchair wanted to speak, but his tongue was too weak, and he could only open his mouth and make an "ah" sound.
Seeing this scene, the onlookers were all touched.
They all knew that in this world, there was only one disease, and that was poverty.
Knowing that they could save their son, but because they couldn't afford the special medicine, they could only watch their son die before their eyes.
This was probably the saddest thing in this world.
For a moment, the middle-aged woman's eyes were filled with despair. She wiped her son's tears, stood up, and pushed the wheelchair to leave.
"Wait a moment, I can cure his illness." However, at this moment, a voice echoed in the outpatient hall.