"My dad had lung cancer and was found to be in an advanced stage. The doctor said he would not survive more than a month."

"Later Wei Anfu came to me and said that he would give me one million as long as he was transferred to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital."

"After I was transferred to the hospital, I got my dad's permission and stopped taking the medicine."

"Although I don't want to, I can't help it."

"There is no way to cure late-stage cancer."

"In order to treat my father's illness, I sold all my houses and owed a lot of debt."

"Maybe one million is nothing to you."

"But for me, I can't save so much money in fifty years."

"As the saying goes, hemp ropes are only picked at the thinnest places to break, and bad luck is only picked at the miserable people. Sigh~"

After saying this, the man looked sad.

Zhang Hao sighed softly.

Understanding the man's situation, I sympathize with him but also feel a little regretful.

"Brother, if I said that our hospital can cure cancer, will you regret it?"

The man shook his head.

"impossible."

"If it is the early stage of cancer, there may be a miracle."

"But in the late stage of cancer, it is like becoming a god-brother to the king of hell. There is no cure at all."

Zhang Hao smiled bitterly and said:

"If you don't believe me, I'll throw you away. Just don't regret it in the future."

After finishing speaking, he took out his cell phone from his pocket.

When the man saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He smiled and asked: "Brother, are you going to transfer money to me?"

"Um, how much do you plan to give?"

Zhang Hao directly showed the screen of his mobile phone.

"Look, I'm recording something."

"What we just said is recorded."

"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

"ah?"

The man was stunned, his expression looked like he had eaten an unwashed large intestine.

The corners of Zhang Hao's mouth raised slightly.

Although I sympathize with the man's plight.

But sympathy is sympathy, how should this matter be handled and how it must be handled.

"Brother, as long as you cooperate with the police investigation, you will definitely be treated leniently."

"As for that guy named Wei Anfu, let him accept legal sanctions."

"In addition, I will compensate you."

"After all, the old man died in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital."

"In the end, no matter how much the compensation is, I'll give you double it, okay?"

After saying that, seeing that the man was still dazed, he turned around and left.

At this time, the man was extremely depressed.

grass~

I didn’t expect this guy to actually record.

Although he is not very old, the city is quite deep.

It's over now.

After surrendering Wei Anfu, one million was gone.

Not only that.

If it doesn't work out, he'll have to go to jail.

Sigh~

Why am I so unlucky?

Dad, I want to go with you.

The other side.

Zhang Hao returned to the hospital entrance.

He glanced at several reporters and onlookers and said loudly:

"Everyone, listen to me."

"This matter has been clarified. The patient's death was not caused by our hospital."

"If you don't believe it, I have evidence here and I can make it public when the police come."

"In addition, anyone who maliciously creates public opinion must be severely punished!"

After that, he moved to Bai Dai.

Seeing Bai Dai's surprise, he smiled and said:

"Grandpa Bai, I will send you the evidence on WeChat. You will understand after listening to it."

While speaking, he sent the recording to Bai Dai.

Bai Dai immediately took out his cell phone.

After listening to the content of the recording, I immediately felt relieved.

The vicissitudes of life also showed a happy smile.

"Xiao Zhang, you still have the ability."

"Thanks to you this time, otherwise I would have been in big trouble, thank you."

Zhang Hao smiled and said: "Grandpa Bai, you are too polite."

"The hospital's business is my business, and this is what I should do."

"What about that? I have to leave beforehand. If you have anything to do, call me."

Bai Dai: "Well, you go ahead."

Zhang Hao smiled slightly and walked to one side.

But this time.

The reporters chased me.

"Mr. Zhang, please stay. I want to interview you."

"I also want to ask you a few questions."

"What evidence are you talking about?"

Zhang Hao turned around and smiled.

"Sorry, I'm not convenient right now. Let's try another day."

"If you have any questions, just ask the dean."

Although they were rejected, several reporters did not give up.

"Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I won't delay you for a few minutes."

"That's right, why are you so stingy?"

"Is the chicken head really a free donation? Did he give you any money in private?"

"When you won the medical competition and the martial arts competition, did you do it with your true skills? Or did you give them money?"

"I heard that your parents are hiding from debts, but you are so rich. Is there any hidden secret in this?"

"You are so rich, have you immigrated?"

…

Hearing these weird questions, Zhang Hao's face turned green with anger.

Very meow.
To be continued...