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Time goes back to before a cigarette.
When Zhang Anmin and the others went out to smoke, Professor Goblin made a relatively detailed inspection of Zhuang Qiming's son.
The term "relatively speaking" is mainly used for medical devices that do not have a certain amount.
After confirming that Zhuang Qiming's son was indeed suffering from brain cancer, the arrogance on Professor Goblin's face rarely dissipated, and was replaced by a touch of excitement.
"It's amazing, really amazing."
"A child who is only eleven years old can actually suffer from brain cancer!"
"It is simply a gift of nature!"
His excitement at seeing new cases made him oblivious to his speaking problem.
Zhuang Qiming frowned, and wanted to say something, but because he wanted something from the other party, he didn't dare to speak out.
Compared to Zhuang Qiming, Hua Ling'er snorted coldly: "How do you talk?"
Professor Goblin also realized that what he said seemed inappropriate, but he had no intention of admitting his mistake. Instead, he carried his hands behind his back and looked at Zhuang Qiming contemptuously:
"It is now confirmed that your son's illness is a problem, but it must be removed through surgery."
He took a deep breath: "The problem of brain tumors, you have to understand that if one is not well controlled, it may cause permanent damage to the patient's brain."
"The danger of this disease, I want to tell you clearly in advance."
Hearing what Professor Goblin said, Zhuang Qiming felt his heart twitch, and said in a choked voice, "I know."
"However, can my son get better?"
He still had some hope in his heart.
"I won't talk too much, there is no such word as certain in medicine."
Professor Goblin looked him up and down, and said indifferently: "However, can you afford the medical expenses?"
"Let me tell you, let's not talk about medication and hospitalization, just let me do an operation, regardless of the result, it will cost three million."
He raised his chin: "Can you afford it?"
three million? !
Hearing this word, Zhuang Qiming only felt his eyes go dark.
In order to treat his son's illness, all his belongings were spent on the previous treatment.
Even the money he is giving his son for medical treatment now is received from Chu Sheng.
How can he have any money!
Chu Sheng frowned, and said to Zhuang Qiming, "It's okay, it's only three million, I'll just lend it to you"
"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't have money."
Professor Goblin seemed to like to interrupt others. Before Chu Sheng could finish speaking, he said with disdain: "As long as you kneel down and kowtow three times to me, it's still possible to waive the surgery fee."
He enjoyed that feeling very much.
Not only in China, but even in their country, he often does this.
In his point of view, poor people do not deserve high-quality treatment!
Money is not everything, but without money is absolutely impossible.
? If you want to get higher quality treatment and higher quality service, you must exchange it with money.
Otherwise, you can only sell your dignity!
He who used to be in the brain research center has tried and tested this kind of thing time and time again!
Thinking of these poor people asking for something from themselves, but having to lower their eyes.
Think of these poor people who want to get treatment, but have to give up their dignity.
Professor Goblin enjoyed it.
"are you crazy!"
Hua Ling'er couldn't bear it any longer. If it wasn't for Hua Qianxu's pull, the girl would probably have slapped her across the face by now: "Healthy doctor, parents, what's your name? You deserve to be a doctor?!"
Hua Qianxu's face was also very ugly, she didn't expect to bring such a person with her.
Professor Goblin snorted coldly, and glanced at Hua Ling'er; "Little girl, if you scolded me like this several times, if it wasn't for Dr. Hua's face, I would have dealt with you long ago."
"Okay, it's useless to say these things."
He ignored the Hua family's mother and daughter, looked at Zhuang Qiming, and said softly: "If you want to save your son, kneel."
"If I don't want to be rescued, I'll leave immediately."
He stretched out three fingers: "You only have three seconds."Three seconds!
Hearing these words, Zhuang Qiming fell straight forward without saying a word!
No matter which parents they are, when they see their children are seriously ill, even if there is a little chance, they will try to seize it.
Even if, this opportunity will sell their dignity, soul, and even life!
Children are always the heaven of their parents.
"Don't kneel!"
Just when Zhuang Qiming's knee was about to touch the ground, Chu Sheng grabbed his arm with one hand and stopped him from falling.
At the same time, he raised his hand and punched Professor Goblin into the air, hitting the wall.
The shot was quick and the voice was cold.
Attitude Domineering!
Time to go back to the present.
"Do you really think that your medical skills are enough to make my brother kneel down?"
Hearing Chu Sheng's cold words, together with Professor Goblin who had fallen to the base of the wall in front of him, with a smear of blood on his mouth, Zhang Anmin and the others were all stunned.
What's going on here what's going on?
Why did they suddenly start fighting?
His own ability to resist blows seems to be very strong. Professor Goblin raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up while leaning on the wall, stared at Chu Sheng, and said with a sinister expression, "Boy, are you hitting me?"
"Believe it or not, I won't save the child on the bed!"
Even though he was punched by Chu Sheng, there was still a look of pride on his face: "Let me tell you, this kid, let alone you Huaxia, even if it is on our side, only I can save it!"
"Besides, his condition has already made his limbs stiff. If it continues for a week at most, the brain tumor will grow, and his brain will be completely suppressed by the tumor."
"Either become a vegetable, or die!"
Hearing this, Zhang Anmin and other doctors gasped.
Although they judged the rapid growth of the brain tumor, they didn't judge that the child only had so much time left.
It can be seen that the other party still has some real talents.
Zhuang Qiming was silent for a while, then put his hand gently on Chu Sheng's, and said to the latter: "Young Master Chu, let go."
"I can't leave my son alone."
He looked up at Chu Sheng, with sincerity in his eyes: "If you kneel down, my son will still have a chance to survive. If you don't kneel down, my son will die."