Chapter 344: We are not a charity

Unemployed, children sick, abandoned by husbands.
After hearing Qiu Xiaoyu's experience over the years, Jiang Beichen felt very uncomfortable.
A woman in her twenties is at the same age and has experienced all bad things.
It really is a hard-working woman.
"Maybe this is my fate. The fortune-teller since I was a child said, "My fate is not good!"
Qiu Xiaoyu wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled and shook his head: "Well, it's all over, and the days have to go forward. In short, I am very happy to have two of you good friends!"
"Xiaoyu, don't worry, we will always be good friends!"
Zhou Yan said emotionally.
The three chatted for a while, and at this time, a Land Rover drove over, with Zhai Wei and Jiang Ying sitting in the car.
"Zhou Yan, can you leave, do you want to see you off?"
Zhai Wei honked his horn twice.
"You go first, Beichen will send me off in a while!"
Zhou Yan said quickly.
"Beichen, can you take your car for a while?"
Zhou Yan turned to ask Jiang Beichen again.
Jiang Beichen nodded.
Although she is not too cold for Zhou Yan now.
But after all, it is a classmate game, there is no need to be so stingy.
"What about Yeonyan?
My Land Rover can't keep up with his broken jeep? "
Zhai Wei frowned, his expression a little dissatisfied.
"Viagra, depending on what you said, I just want to talk more with my old classmates!"
"It depends on where you want to go!"
Zhou Yan was speechless.
In fact, she wanted Jiang Beichen to send it, so she wanted to get close to Jiang Beichen again, and ask for the phone number of that group practice friend.
"Let's do it, Yanyan, I think it's still early. Why don't you let your friend invite us to have a cup of tea at home, Qixia Bieyuan, I have never been to it yet!"
At this moment, Jiang Ying in the car said suddenly.
"Hey, this proposal is good!"
Zhai Wei also hurriedly smiled and said, "I don't know if Brother Jiang can show his face, please come and have a cup of tea?"
Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked over, with an expression of expectation on her face.
He also wanted to explore the bottom of Jiang Beichen.
See if Jiang Beichen is lying.
Didn't he say that he lives in Qixia Villa?
This time, you can explore the reality! "Sorry, your faces are not that big, you are not qualified to go to my door to drink tea!"
Jiang Beichen said lightly.
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the three of them froze instantly.
"Brother Jiang, don't think that you are great if Xu Yao nodded and bowed to you. Let me tell you, I have no shortage of family members in Jinling's network of Zhai Wei, and you are nothing great in my eyes!"
Zhai Wei said gloomily.
"Brother Zhai, don't be angry, you want me to see, what Qixia Garden, maybe it was made up by him, he, it would be nice to live in the basement of the village in the city!"
Jiang Ying quickly sneered, but at the same time she was a little aggressive.
"Well, don't talk about it, Beichen is not a whisperer!"
Zhou Yan deliberately kept a straight face, and immediately thought about it, and said to Jiang Beichen: "Beichen, otherwise, if we don't go to your house, you can take us to Qixia Bieyuan. We just want to appreciate it. The scenery of the Bieyuan, I heard that the designer of Qixia Bieyuan, but he invited it from Suzhou Gardens, I really want to visit it!"
After all, she still wanted to confirm whether Jiang Beichen had lied.
Jiang Beichen frowned, just about to open his mouth, and at this moment, Qiu Xiaoyu's phone suddenly rang.
"what?
My son fainted?
Okay, I'll go over immediately! "
Qiu Xiaoyu hung up the phone, grabbed Jiang Beichen’s arm, and said eagerly: "Beichen, take me to the hospital first, okay? The doctor called me just now and said that my son knocked when he was playing with other children. It's dangerous, I have to rush over right away!"
"Okay, then I will send you off first!"
Jiang Beichen nodded, and the two quickly got into the jeep and left.
"Cut, really or not?
What a coincidence, something happened to her son? "
Zhai Wei couldn't help but curled his lips.
"I think that ugly girl deliberately relieved him!"
Jiang Ying also looked disdainful: "Just like him, if he can live in Qixia Bieyuan, I can live in the U.S. White House!"
Zhou Yan shook her head and felt that Jiang Beichen was running away.
People in their twenties can't face reality?
And half an hour later, Jiang Beichen took Qiu Xiaoyu to Jinling Taikang Hospital.
Taikang Hospital is a private children's hospital, which is a tertiary hospital with good medical conditions.
At this time, in the hematology ward, there was a five or six-year-old boy lying on the bed. He was chubby and fair, but his complexion was very different. At this moment, there was an oxygen tube in his nose and he fell into a coma.
"Mengmeng, wake up, mom is back, Mengmeng wake up!"
Qiu Xiaoyu was so anxious that he kept crying.
"Doctor, why not give my son chemotherapy?"
Qiu Xiaoyu touched his son's forehead before turning around angrily.
Today obviously should be the day of chemotherapy, but the hospital didn't treat it in time, otherwise, how could my son suddenly faint.
"Sorry, Ms. Qiu, your son is already owed 20,000 yuan in hospital expenses. According to the hospital regulations, we are not obligated to treat your son!"
The attending physician next to him had a cold face with a business-like expression.
After all, this is a hospital regulation. If everyone does not pay for the hospitalization, it will be a mess. Moreover, they are private hospitals and have no obligation to take care of the poor.
"Doctor Zhang, I beg you, give my son chemotherapy first, I promise, within three days, I will send the hospitalization fee to the hospital account!"
Qiu Xiaoyu's complexion softened, and quickly grabbed the other's arm and pleaded.
"Ms. Qiu, I ask you to respect yourself. The hospital has hospital regulations. We are not a charity organization. What's more, you already owe more than 20,000 yuan. If you don't make up the money today, then we will discharge your son from the hospital. !"
The attending doctor is still cold.
"Doctor Zhang, you don't know what happened to my son. If you don't give him chemotherapy, how can he survive!"
Qiu Xiaoyu's tears fell down, really anxious.
Doctor Zhang shook his head, helpless. He also sympathized with the mother and son, but the reality was so cruel.
"Ms. Chou, it’s not that I won’t help you. I really can’t do anything about it. Otherwise, I will prescribe some medicine for you. You can go home and treat it conservatively. And it will cost more in the follow-up, I advise you..." "Xiao Yu, don't cry, I can cure your son's illness!"
At this moment, Jiang Beichen, who was silent on the side, suddenly spoke.
Doctor Zhang was stunned for a moment, Dang Even looked over, "This gentleman, what do you do, do you know what disease Mengmeng has?
Dare to talk nonsense? "
Mengmeng is acute leukemia, which is the most serious type of leukemia. Generally, patients with the disease can survive for less than half a year, and even the bone marrow cannot be completely cured.
This kid actually said he could be cured?
"Beichen, are you true?"
Qiu Xiaoyu hurriedly grabbed Jiang Beichen's arm.
She has no hope now, Jiang Beichen's words are undoubtedly like a straw.
After all, Jiang Beichen had even cured her face before, and that was the vitiligo that had troubled her for more than 20 years! Maybe this old classmate really has a way.
Jiang Beichen nodded, walked towards the bed, touched the child's face, and smiled: "He is called Mengmeng, right?
Looks like you, so cute! "
"Thank you!"
Qiu Xiaoyu cried and laughed, looking distressed and helpless.
"Don't worry, I will treat him now!"
Jiang Beichen said lightly, and immediately took out the porcelain bottle, put a drop of spiritual liquid on his hand, and fed it to Mengmeng's lips.
Leukemia, a blood disease that wants to cure, must wash the bones.
The use of spirit liquid is just the right symptom.
But still need to cooperate with his needle method.
"Mr., what medicine do you give Mengmeng?"
Doctor Zhang next to him was a little anxious.
The bottle doesn't even have an explanation, and I don't know where it was produced. Isn't this misuse of medicine! "Mengmeng is leukemia. It responds a lot to common drugs. Don't be kidding me!"
Doctor Zhang warned with a serious face.
"Don't worry, I am free!"
Jiang Beichen didn't care.
"You have a sense of measure?"
Doctor Zhang looked disdainful, "Are you a doctor?
Do you have a medical license? "
"Ms. Chou, let me talk to you first? If something happens to your son, it has nothing to do with our hospital!"
Doctor Zhang quickly said to Qiu Xiaoyu again.