The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 229: Get Out (Fifth Update)

Chapter 229: Get Out (Fifth Update)

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What on earth was going on with my future father-in-law’s breath of luck? Was it plundered by someone? Or was there more to the story?

This… I must first wake him up and then ask him directly.

Hence, Huang Xiaolong prepared to treat the future father-in-law.

“But, Little Long, will you treat my father here, or should we change places… This is a hospital, I’m afraid those doctors will stop you.” Song Yuru expressed some concern.

“Don’t worry about that, I recognize the dean of this hospital. I’ve sent him a message; he’ll come directly. He dares not boss me around and the future father-in-law’s rescue expenses will be waived.” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

Outside the intensive care unit.

“Auntie, I’ve clarified it – uncle’s condition is critical.” Director Zheng’s tone was a bit eager and he respectfully called Mother Song ‘auntie’ and Father Song ‘uncle’. “We must perform the craniotomy immediately!”

“But…but, Director Zheng… our family’s situation, honestly, we’re quite poor… the operation costs hundreds of thousands… we need some time to raise it. But rest assured, my daughter and I will raise the money no matter what…” Mother Song spoke while crying. “Or, Director Zheng, first perform the surgery, we will owe the money to the hospital, and gradually pay it back after the surgery… We are a family with good conscience, we will surely pay off the debt.”

“Well…” Director Zheng showed a difficult expression. “Auntie, I understand your hardship… but, the hospital has its rules… surgery fees must be paid first… How about this, I advance the surgery fee for you, and, I will personally perform the surgery on uncle. I will do my best.”

“Huh?” Mother Song looked suspiciously at Director Zheng.

Although she was a simple woman, she was aware of twists and turns in society.

Who would help us out of the blue and pay such a large operation fee? What’s his motive?

“Hahaha  auntie, this is the deal; I think… I think your daughter, Xiao Song, is very good. I happen to be single, and I had a special feeling when I saw Xiao Song…” Director Zheng finally showed his true colors. “Auntie, let’s make a private agreement. You agree to let Xiao Song and me go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate, and I will immediately pay the surgery fees for you!”

Director Zheng, now in his thirties, had been divorced twice and had countless girlfriends.

He was always looking for so-called true love.

He did not lack money, at least in Binhai; his professional income had already made him a part of the elite.

What he lacked was a woman who could give him a beating heart at first glance, and bring pride wherever they go!

No doubt, Song Yuru met all his criteria!

Innocent! Beautiful! Clean temperament! Quiet! Every inch a goddess that every school dreams about!

Director Zheng had seen a list of top ten most beautiful school goddesses online.

Truth be told, if Song Yuru were to participate, she would undeniably be on the list!

He wanted Song Yuru!

Marriage first, a divorce could be easily obtained later, it’s not like he had never been through this!

“Director Zheng… you… you!” Originally, Mother Song had a good impression of Director Zheng. After all, in today’s society, doctors and lawyers belonged to the high-income class and were held in high esteem by ordinary people.

However, he took advantage of our misfortune and acted disgracefully!

This made Mother Song instantly view him as a despicable beast!

“Director Zheng, you’re going too far! I will arrange for the surgery cost! Don’t ever bring up your dirty tricks!” Mother Song walked back to the intensive care unit indignantly.

“Hmph!” Director Zheng’s face turned gloomy, a slight trace of evilness appeared on his cheek. “I offered my help but you refused! It’s a privilege that I want to marry your daughter! How ungrateful! You poors stay poor for a reason, short-sighted, deserving to stay poor for the entire lifetime! Can’t even afford medical treatment!”

With those words, Director Zheng returned to the intensive care unit sneering.

As soon as he entered, he saw Song Yuru holding Huang Xiaolong’s hand, looking very intimate. He was already angry at being rejected by Mother Song, and seeing the closeness of Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru made him feel even more disgusted, sparking jealousy in his heart!

“Mom, let Little Long give it a try. Little Long’s medical skills are very powerful.” Song Yuru said to her depressed mother.

“Who are you? What are you trying to do?” Director Zheng snapped at Huang Xiaolong.

Upon hearing the dissatisfied tone of this Director Zheng, Huang Xiaolong couldn’t be bothered to deal with him and said to Mother Song with a smile, “Auntie, don’t worry, uncle’s illness is just a small problem. He doesn’t need to undergo surgery, or any skull opening operation.”

“Ah?” Mother Song was a little stunned. “Little Long… you said, no need, no need for a craniotomy?”

“Yes. I’m going to treat uncle now.” Huang Xiaolong replied with a smile.

“Are you deaf, I’m talking to you!” Seeing that Huang Xiaolong completely ignored him, Director Zheng was beyond embarrassed and started yelling, “Get out! You know nothing and yet you talk nonsense here!”

“Are you annoying?” At this point, Huang Xiaolong couldn’t bear it any longer. “You’re telling me to get out? Who do you think you are? Even your dean wouldn’t dare shout at me. I think the one who should get out is you! Okay, you can leave now, I’m going to treat uncle.”

“What? You lunatic! You’re telling me to leave?” Director Zheng was infuriated to the point of fuming. “This is a hospital! I’m the chief doctor for this patient, what right do you have to point fingers here? You think the dean wouldn’t dare to shout at you, who do you think you are?”

At this moment—

“Little Zheng, he’s right… I really wouldn’t dare to yell in front of him…” The dean of the First People’s Hospital rushed in nervously and glared at Director Zheng. “Little Zheng, what attitude is this? Is this how you speak?”

Crack

Director Zheng’s face stiffened. He was no fool. He knew the dean very well. The dean was typically one to favor the rich and discard the poor. A man who could make the dean courteous must be a top-flight figure in Binhai’s upper social circle!

And now, on seeing Huang Xiaolong, the dean’s face almost appeared to be fawning!