Chapter 334: Three dead

After running outside for a day, Zhang Tianhe was really thirsty, and the tea in the cup was drunk clean. The fragrant tea was not too big for a while, and suddenly the chest was sorely painful!
He raised his hand over his chest and immediately realized what had happened. He reached out to Wang Dacheng, but the pain in his heart made him unable to say a word.
Wang Dacheng put down his mobile phone. He just just made a look, a person who wants to die, he does not need to transfer the other 5 million dollars to the other side.
"How is it hurting? But it doesn't matter, you can bear it for a long time, and it will soon pass," he said with a smile. "In fact, I don't care about this $5 million, but the mouth of the dead is the safest, so You can't blame me."
Zhang Tianhe fiercely widened his eyes, his body was stiff, and his face was unwilling to stop breathing. He didn't think that he had been mixing for most of his life, and he was finally counted by a young man.
Wang Dacheng took a document from the drawer, grabbed Zhang Tianhe's finger, pressed a fingerprint on it, then wiped his finger clean and collected the file. This shouted outside: "Fast. Come on, Dr. Zhang is sick."
Upon hearing his shouts, the secretary and bodyguards ran in from the outside.
Wang Dacheng pointed to Zhang Tianhe and said: "Dr. Zhang has a heart attack and will be sent to the hospital for rescue."
The bodyguards lifted Zhang Tianhe into the car with his hands and feet. Wang Dacheng also followed the car and rushed to Jiangnan Hospital and quickly moved into the rescue room.
Wang Dacheng lit a cigarette, although he looked anxious on the surface, in fact, his heart was very determined, Zhang Tianhe drank his medicine, that is, the artifact is also not rescued.
Sure enough, after half an hour, the ceiling light of the emergency room was extinguished. The doctor in charge of the rescue came out from the inside and said with apologetic: "I'm sorry, Wang Dashao, we have tried our best."
Wang Dacheng grabbed his collar and cried darkly. "What? You are such a big hospital, can you cure a heart attack? Dr. Zhang is the best doctor in our company. You have to put it anyway. He rescued him."
The attending doctor quickly called out: "Wang Da Shao, don't be excited, Dr. Zhang is a sudden myocardial infarction, and he has stopped breathing when he comes. We really have no way."
Wang Dacheng seems to have recovered some calm, released the doctor's collar and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I am too excited."
Just then, a middle-aged woman in her 50s and a young man in her 20s ran in from outside. They were Zhang Tianhe’s wife Li Lizhen and her son Zhang Bing.
"Zhang Tianhe, how is he?" Li Lizhen asked nervously.
Wang Dacheng glanced at the attending doctor, and the attending doctor agreed. He quickly came over and explained: "Mrs. Zhang, I am really sorry, we have tried our best, but Dr. Zhang is a sudden myocardial infarction, which is really impossible to rescue."
"What? You said Zhang Tian and he died?"
The attending doctor nodded: "The festival will change!"
At this time, the little nurse pushed Zhang Tianhe's body out of the emergency room. Li Lizhen and Zhang Bing immediately rushed to the body and cried.
When two people cried for a while, the body was sent away, Wang Dacheng said, "Mrs. Zhang, people can't resurrect, people will mourn."
Li Lizhen cried: "Wang Da Shao, the old man is the pillar of our family. He left, what can I do with my son!"
Wang Dacheng said: "Mr. Zhang is relieved, Dr. Zhang said that it is also the doctor of our famous medical hall. I will help you with his aftermath, and will also give you and your child a pension."
In fact, in these years, Zhang Tianhe spent a lot of time outside, not to find a woman. Li Lizhen was also very close to him. She often went into various high-end clubs, so she was sad after Zhang Tianhe’s death, but only a little bit, most of them were loaded. Show it to others.
At this point, I heard that Wang Dacheng said that he could help with the aftermath, and he would give a sum of money. The crying immediately weakened a lot and said: "That is really thank you Wang Da Shao!"
Wang Dacheng said: "Mrs. Zhang, but I also have a condition, that is, Dr. Zhang's aftermath should be handled in a low-key manner, and must be cremated before noon."
Li Lizhen said strangely: "This... is this too rushed? And our old man is dead, how can we have to bury it, it can't be handled simply!"
Wang Dacheng said: "Mr. Zhang, this is the case. You think about it from my point of view. How do you say Dr. Zhang is also a well-known doctor in our famous Chinese medical hall? It is also famous throughout Jiangnan City.
He is just 65 years old this year. If he spreads out that he died of illness, it will have a very bad influence on the reputation of our famous medical hall. Many people will say that our famous medical hall can not cure even their own diseases. How can we cure? Good for someone else's illness.
So I hope that you can handle Mr. Zhang’s funeral in a low-key manner and cremate him as soon as possible!

Li Lizhen shook her head: "This is not good, people are dead, how can I give the old man a good time, and I can't promise you."
Wang Dacheng said: "I understand your mood, but Dr. Zhang is dead after all. If the funeral is done, it will not live again. If so, if you are willing to agree to my conditions, I will pay 1 million Huaxia coins as compensation.

Li Lizhen shook her head and said: "No, I can't agree. This is not a matter of money!"
Wang Dacheng smiled slightly, "2 million Chinese coins!"
"This... boss Wang, you are embarrassing me..."
"5 million Huaxia coins!"
After Wang Dacheng shouted out the number, he said, "Mrs. Zhang, don't forget, it's good to live a good life. I think Dr. Zhang is there and I hope that you and Zhang Bing can do better. It's not a small number, you have to seize the opportunity."
Li Lizhen turned to look at her son. After the mother and son looked at each other, they nodded slightly.
"8 million!" Li Lizhen said, "If you give us 8 million mother and child, I will do what you said, and deal with the funeral at a low-key tomorrow, and cremate the body."
Wang Dacheng hesitated and said: "Well, 8 million is 8 million. Anyway, Dr. Zhang died in our company, even if it is a little compensation for him."
He took out a check and sent it to Li Lizhen: "This is 2 million. You will handle the funeral first. After the cremation of tomorrow, I will immediately call the 6 million to your account."
"Thank you, Wang Dashao!"
Li Lizhen took the check and got an extra income of 8 million Huaxia coins, which invisibly diluted the grief that was not too much in her heart.
Wang Dacheng left the hospital and sneered at the corner of his mouth. According to the agreement, he should give Zhang Tian and 5 million dollars. Now he spends 8 million Huaxia coins, but he still saves more than half of it.
In order to get the other 6 million promised by Wang Dacheng, the next morning, Li Lizhen and Zhang Bing undermined Zhang Tianhe’s funeral. Even the relatives and friends did not tell, and Zhang Tianhe was sent to the cremation. furnace.
Wang Dacheng did not say anything, and directly paid 6 million Huaxia coins to Li Lizhen's mother and son, so they must keep secrets.
There is no objection to Li Lizhen at this point. It is not a glorious thing to pass it out. It is best to keep secrets.
At the same time, the Huaxia Medical Hall once again conducted a free clinic for everyone in the Health Square. The absence of Zhang Tianhe did not attract the attention of others. After all, anyone may have something. The absence of Zhang Tian and one person, and another A doctor who has a leave of absence.
However, it didn't take long for the clinic to begin. There was a riot in the crowd. A group of people wearing filial piety sneaked in, and there was a dead body behind.
The head of a young man pointed at the doctors of many famous medical halls and shouted: "Zhang Tianhe, Zhang Tianhe, Dog Day, you stand up for Laozi!"
Che Xiaoxiao was just here, she hurried forward and asked: "Sir, don't be angry, what happened?"
The young man glanced at her and asked, "Who are you?"
Che Xiaoxiao said: "I am the president of Huaxia Medical Hall, Che Xiaoxiao, what do you say to me!"
"It turned out that you came up with this medical hall, killing my father, today I want you to pay for it!"
The young man said that he rushed up and slapped the face of the car.
Che Xiaoxiao did not expect that he would hit hands and be beaten by this slap, and his cheeks immediately became red and swollen, so that other people could open the young man in time, or they would be hurt more.
"Why are you hitting people?" The car smiled and angered.
"My father was a little stomachache yesterday. I ate your Zhang Tian and the Chinese medicine that was opened this morning. Shouldn't you be responsible? I am going to let you pay for my father today!"
The young man said that he had to rush to the car and smile, but was stopped by others.
"Impossible, you are bloody," said Che Xiaoxiao. "Dr. Zhang is a famous doctor in our famous medical hall. Even if the prescription is not cured, it will never be possible to cure the dead."
In her heart, she really thinks so. Chinese medicine has fewer side effects than Western medicine. Even if it is misdiagnosed, it will never eat dead.
"My father is here, what are you talking about?" The young man pointed at the body behind him.
At the same time, he took out a prescription from his pocket and pointed to the above handwriting. "This recipe is Zhang Tianhe's opening. It also says his name on it. You just want to deny it!"
Behind the young man, another middle-aged man called out: "Look at you as a woman, we don't care about you, just call out Zhang Tianhe."
Che Xiaoxiao saw the square, and it was determined that Zhang Tianhe had opened it. However, in the face of this situation, she did not have any means. Zhang Tianhe was already dead.
Wang Dacheng went to deal with Zhang Tianhe's funeral and asked her to lead the team. I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing when I first came here. Although she has been a manager of the dream Jiangnan hotel for five years, she has never encountered such a medical dispute, and she has been at a loss.
Just when the car smiled and didn't know how to be good, there was another commotion outside the crowd. "The bastard, called Zhang Tianhe, hurry up and let Laozi stand up. I want him to pay for my man!"
During the conversation, a group of people carried a dead body and rushed in. The head was a 40-year-old middle-aged woman.
After rushing into the crowd, she waved the prescription in her hand and cried around. "My man came here to see a doctor yesterday. The named Zhang Tianhe said that he was so angry that he gave him a few medicines and said to eat. It will be good, who knows that it will not take long before I eat, my man will die."
Seeing this scene, the smile of the car is eclipsed, and the death of a person has made her unable to cope. Now that she has died two times, what should I do?
"Zhang Tianhe, you lose my son's life!"
Not waiting for her to come back, there was a cry of crying outside the crowd, and then someone carried a body and squeezed in. The third dead appeared, and the family of the deceased was still looking for Zhang Tianhe.