The threats from the Wu family and Lu Yun Guan were skillfully eliminated by Lin Bei.
When Yuelai came quietly to the building, Lin Bei said to Wen Desheng: "Mr. Wen, I really want to thank you this time. If you hadn't been here, I might have spent some time dealing with Lu Yunguan."
Wen Desheng said quickly: "What are you talking about? You saved my life, so what does this little thing mean?"
"That's different. One code equals one code. I still have to thank you properly."
With that, Lin Bei said to a waiter he knew: "Xiao Wu, go and talk to the chef and prepare some more side dishes and a bottle of good wine for Mr. Wen to take away with you."
"Okay Mr. Lin." The waiter nodded and left.
Wen Desheng couldn't help but shook his head and said: "Lin Bei, you are too polite. In fact, I have something else to ask you."
"Mr. Wen, just say it," Lin Beidao said.
Wen Desheng said: "I would like to ask you to take a look at my son."
Lin Bei was surprised and said: "Is it possible that your son is also sick?"
"It's not a disease, it's a car accident!"
Wen Desheng sighed and said: "Half a month ago, my son had a tragic car accident. Fortunately, he didn't die, but he was still unconscious because of the impact on his head. Just a few days ago, the doctor issued a diagnosis report
, he is completely classified as a vegetative state, and based on his physical condition, it is estimated that he will not last long. I came back this time specifically to see him."
By the end of the sentence, tears flashed across the old man's eyes.
In this world, nothing is more sad than a white-haired person giving a black-haired person a gift. Although Wen Desheng's son did not die, he turned into a vegetative state, which is actually no different from death.
"Lin Bei, your medical skills are so good, you might be able to revive my son. Just treat me like an old man, I beg you." Wen Desheng pleaded.
Lin Bei nodded and said: "I understand, Mr. Wen. However, I have to go see your son at night."
Wen Desheng was surprised when he heard this: "Aren't you free now?"
Lin Bei explained: "Traditional Chinese medicine sometimes needs to pay attention to the weather when treating diseases. Regarding your son's condition, it would be more appropriate and more reliable for me to go there at night."
Although he was doubtful, but when he heard that he was more confident, Wen Desheng agreed and said: "So that's it, let's do it tonight. My son is in the No. 1 Hospital, and I will pick you up then."
"Okay, let's see you tonight."
After Lin Bei finished speaking, he chatted with Wen Desheng for a few words, and then sent him out of Yuelai Building with Lu Tianhe.
Back in the hall, Lu Tianhe suddenly said in confusion: "Lin Bei, Mr. Wen is a big leader of a certain bureau in the provincial capital. With such good connections, why don't you strike while the iron is hot and you have to wait until night to treat my son?"
Lu Xiaowu also echoed: "Yes, Brother Lin Bei, if you go at this time, even if you can't be cured, people will be grateful to you. If you wait until night, Mr. Wen calms down a little, maybe it won't be like this now."
attitude."
"I said I was going to talk about the weather, but you thought I was lying to you."
Lin Bei smiled: "Besides, who said I can't cure it?"
Lu Tianhe glared and said: "Treating a disease requires golden time, the sooner the better. You are actually talking to me about time, which is nonsense! Besides, Mr. Wen's son is a vegetative state. Strictly speaking, this should not be considered a disease. You can cure it.
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Lin Bei rolled his eyes: "What? Have you forgotten why you can run and jump like you are now?"
Hearing this, Lu Tianhe immediately closed his mouth.
Not to mention anything else, Lin Bei cured his legs and Mr. Wen's heart disease, which are real achievements. Maybe he can really cure a vegetative state.
Lin Bei was then satisfied. In fact, he had his own reasons for going at night.
After all, vegetative state is not as simple as Western medicine makes it out to be. In our five thousand years of inheritance, there are too many reasons for coma. Lin Bei certainly had his own considerations when he chose to go at night.
However, Lin Bei would not talk so much to Lu Tianhe and the others. He said to him: "Okay, I actually sent Mr. Wen away on purpose. Have you forgotten, I promised you that I would go to the antique street with you."
Just for shopping.”
Lu Tianhe just thought about this. Previously, he and Lin Beiyue went shopping for treasures in the antique street after lunch.
He suddenly laughed and said: "As expected of a brother! I really belong to you!"
Upon hearing that they were going to play with antiques, Lu Xiaowu immediately said: "Brother Lin Bei, you have to watch my brother carefully. Even if you have money, you can't do anything random."
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, he won't get into trouble."
Lin Bei agreed, and then left Yuelai Building with Lu Tianhe.
Half an hour later.
Lin Bei came to Jiangcheng's Antique Street.
This street looks very old. The road is narrow and cars cannot drive in, but it is crowded with people. Even on weekdays, there are many people going back and forth to shop for treasures.
This was Lin Bei's first time here, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "So many people?"
Lu Tianhe introduced: "Of course! Antiques are very charming. Don't look at this antique street. Almost everyone makes a fortune from here every month. Similarly, there are also people who lose everything here every month. You should bet on stones.
You know? One knife makes you poor, another makes you rich, and the other makes you wear sackcloth. The same goes for antiques. You can see life and death at a glance, and you can see the next life at a glance. The water in this thing is so deep!"
"In this way." Lin Bei agreed, but couldn't help but wonder in his heart, what would Lu Tianhe think if he knew that the 80 million in his card was obtained by gambling on stones?
However, Lin Bei didn't say anything. Instead, he and Lu Tianhe stepped into the antique street. He listened to him chatting about the rules in antiques while looking at the shops on both sides of the street.
To be honest, Lin Bei found that antiques were much more complicated than gambling on stones.
When he came here, he found that his clairvoyance power was no longer so useful!
After all, there is only one goal in gambling on stones, and that is to get the jade inside.
But antiques are different. Musical instruments, chess, calligraphy, paintings, pots and pans, anything with age and history can be turned into valuable objects.
To play antiques, you not only have to have good eyesight, but you also have to understand culture and history. Otherwise, if you don't pay attention, you will be tricked.
After walking around, Lin Bei couldn't find his target. Instead, Lu Tianhe led him to a large antique shop.
The shops here have no signboards and only have a street number. This shop happens to be No. 188.
Lu Tianhe said: "Did you see it! 188! This is an auspicious number. I used to come to this store often because the owner of this store has genuine products."
Lin Bei asked, "Really? Did you buy the factory vase here this morning?"
Lu Tianhe suddenly laughed sarcastically: "It's an antique. There's a mixture of authenticity and fakeness in it. It's my own fault. I can't blame others."
Lin Bei couldn't help but shook his head and walked into the store.
At this time, a quarrel reached their ears:
"You actually sold me a fake painting! Give me your money back!"