What exactly did this kid do?

"I can't say this. This is my ancestral acupuncture technique, and it cannot be passed down!" He Sheng said with a smile: "Transfer the money quickly!"

"Mr. Cui, I'm willing to accept the loss..." Han Huazhong said with a wry smile: "You only have one million, and I have to pay 100 million..."

"One hundred million?" Han Wenxiang curled his lips: "It's a good deal! It's the first time I feel so comfortable for so many years, old man, at least I don't have to suffer that anymore..."

"Hua Zhong, transfer the money to this little miracle doctor. Also, you saved my life. One hundred million is small. From now on, I will go in and out as you like! If there is any trouble that cannot be solved, my Han family will take care of it!" Han Wenxiang said confidently.

After hearing this, Cui Sanming was stunned.

Who is Han Wenxiang? That is the number one person in North Province. This old man actually made such a big promise to a young man...

Indeed, this sentence is much more valuable than that one hundred million.

"No need." He Sheng smiled, stretched out his hand and began to pull the needle for Han Wenxiang: "Even if I have trouble, I can solve it myself without help from others."

"It's you, old man, if your body is in trouble, you have to find me." He Sheng smiled proudly.

"Hahaha, yes! You are a doctor, I am a patient." Han Wenxiang was so happy. He could see that the young man in front of him must be not simple!

I knew my identity but refused my promise. But I looked down on this young man too much.

After removing the needle, He Sheng left his phone number and his card number. After receiving the transfer, He Sheng did not leave much. After a few greetings with Han Wenxiang, he left.

As for Cui Sanming, although this guy was very dissatisfied, he said everything before, and he was embarrassed to not transfer the money. However, Cui Sanming was depressed. Who would have thought that when he ran to Jiangdu City this time, he would have lost one million yuan.

Who is this boy named He?

Cui Sanming had no shame to stay. After saying goodbye to Han Hua, he left immediately.

Only Han Huazhong and his son were left in the ward, as well as Tong Shanjing.

"Mr. Han, I think it's better to ask the old man to have a full body examination, so that you can also take a reassurance." Tong Shanjing said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go back first. If there is any situation, Mr. Han, please call me again."

"Wait a minute!" Han Huazhong called Tong Shanjing and laughed dryly: "Old Tong, I really trouble you this time. If you hadn't found Mr. He, my father..."

"So! Mr. Tong, give me your account, and I will pay you a medical fee."

"No, no, I'm at this age, and it doesn't matter whether I have money or not. I feel relieved when I see the patient recovering." Tong Shanjing smiled: "However, I have a piece of advice, I don't know if Mr. Han wants to listen."

"Please speak with Mr. Tong."

"Mr. Han, Mr. He is not an ordinary person. I think you should also see that although he received a high medical fee from you, he actually doesn't care about the money." Tong Shanjing said softly: "Practicing doctors is moral first. Mr. He has conflicts with you, but he still treats your father's illness. For this one hundred million, he just wants to make things difficult for you..."

"I...I understand." Han Huazhong nodded. After Tong Shanjing said this, he realized that He Sheng's expression had not changed even after receiving the money, and he still had a calm expression.

This doesn't look like the expression after receiving 100 million yuan? This only shows that people don't care about their own money at all.

"Okay, Mr. Han, I'll leave first."
Chapter completed!