"It's so cool! It's so cool! Did you see the fat man's expression? It's so satisfying!"
In the Yuelai building, Lu Tianhe patted his thigh and kept recalling the scene in the antique shop, his eyes full of joy.
He hasn't sent money to this fat man in these years, but he didn't expect that he would still want to rob him. It's so hateful!
Lin Bei sat opposite, calmly drinking a cup of freshly brewed Dahongpao without saying a word.
At this time, Lu Tianhe suddenly asked: "Lin Bei, does that divine punishment have anything to do with you?"
Lin Bei immediately spread his hands and said, "Don't accuse me wrongly. I am a citizen of Sanhao. How could I do such a thing?"
Lu Tianhe said with suspicion: "I don't believe it, how can something be so accurate? I have never seen God show up in my whole life, but as soon as you say it, there are strong winds. It must have something to do with you."
Lin Bei smiled after hearing this, and with a flick of his finger, a clock hanging on the wall behind Lu Tianhe fell to the ground.
"Fuck!"
Lu Tianhe was startled. He turned around and saw a thin silver needle stuck on the clock.
He immediately shouted: "Lin Bei! I didn't expect you to be able to use hidden weapons?"
Lin Bei said: "Don't talk nonsense. This is a skill of traditional Chinese medicine. It is called acupuncture from a distance. It is specially prepared for some treatment subjects who are inconvenient to touch."
Lu Tianhe glanced at the pierced clock and said blankly: "Are you sure you are administering acupuncture from a distance, not killing people from a distance?"
Lin Bei didn't bother to explain anymore and said, "I won't talk to you anymore. It's getting late. I have to go to the hospital to see Mr. Wen's son."
Hearing this, Lu Tianhe realized that the sun outside had begun to set and said, "It's getting late."
After saying that, his expression changed again and he said seriously: "But Lin Bei, you have to behave well this time. Mr. Wen is the top leader in the provincial city. If we have him as the backstage, our Yuelai Building will be approved in the future."
A super five-star hotel is safe.”
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Lin Bei agreed and left Yuelai Building.
As soon as he left the house, the phone rang on the back. It happened to be Wen Desheng calling, wanting to ask Lin Bei when he would come to see him.
Lin Bei said he would go now and found out on the phone that Wen Desheng's son was currently lying in the neurological ward of the First Hospital.
"It just so happens that I didn't give Liu Ruyan any medicine today. I'll stop by after reading this."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Bei stopped a taxi and came to Jiangcheng First Hospital.
He didn't dare to go to Liu Ruyan first. This vixen had many abilities. Lin Bei was afraid that he would not be able to get out after entering, so he went directly to the neurology ward.
Wen Desheng's son is called Wen Linwu, ward.
Most people could not enter this kind of ward, but Lin Bei carried the cleaner's work permit with him, and relying on his status as a nominal cleaner, he was able to get to the ward without any hindrance.
Opening the door, he found that besides the motionless Wen Linwu, there were three people standing next to the hospital bed.
One is Wen Desheng, then there is an old woman about his age, and a middle-aged doctor in his forties wearing a white coat.
The middle-aged doctor said: "Director Wen, Mrs. Wen, your son's condition is very serious. His organs are failing. Even if he is supported by instruments and medicine, he will only have a week at most."
The old woman couldn't believe it and said: "Why is it only a week? Doesn't it mean that with the support of nutrient solution, even a vegetative state can live for a long time?"
The middle-aged doctor explained: "You two, a vegetative state is originally very stable, but what we are most afraid of is organ failure. Unfortunately, your son has encountered this situation. I can only express my apology for this. With this condition, we
There is nothing we can do anymore.”
When the old woman heard this, she panicked, grabbed the doctor and begged: "No way? Don't you have a medical level comparable to that of a provincial capital? Please save my son!"
The middle-aged doctor said helplessly: "Mrs. Wen, it's not that we don't save him, it's that we really can't help him. You'd better stay with him for the rest of the time."
After hearing this, the old woman finally couldn't help it and burst into tears on the spot: "Son! Why are you so miserable!"
Wen Desheng also looked sad.
At this time, he suddenly noticed Lin Bei standing at the door. A burst of light suddenly burst out from his old eyes, as if he saw a savior, and he quickly shouted: "Lin Bei! When did you arrive? Come in quickly!"
Lin Bei glanced at the doctor and said, "I think it's better to wait. It might be a little inconvenient now."
Wen Desheng said quickly: "How can it be inconvenient! Come in quickly and see my son!"
Seeing this, the middle-aged doctor asked: "Wen Ju, who is this?"
Wen Desheng introduced: "His name is Lin Bei. He is the miracle doctor I invited. Maybe he can save my son!"
"Has my son been saved?" Mrs. Wen seemed to have seen a life-saving straw and quickly said to Lin Bei: "Little miracle doctor! Come here quickly. If you save my son, you will be the great benefactor of our Wen family!"
When the middle-aged doctor heard this, he couldn't help but look at Lin Beilai carefully.
At this time, his eyes caught sight of the cleaner's work badge Lin Bei wore on his chest, and his brows furrowed on the spot.
He said: "Director Wen, I think you may have been deceived. This person is just a cleaner."
"Cleaner? No way?" Wen Desheng suddenly looked surprised.
"Look, he still has a work badge from our hospital." The middle-aged doctor pointed at Lin Bei and said.
Wen Desheng and the old woman looked over after hearing this, and sure enough they saw Lin Bei's work badge, with his photo and name on it, and his identity information was completely correct.
The old woman's attitude changed drastically on the spot and said: "Old man, I think you have Alzheimer's disease! You actually regard a cleaner as a miracle doctor?"
"This must be a misunderstanding! Although Lin Bei is a cleaner, he cured my heart disease."
Wen Desheng explained, and then said to Lin Bei: "Sorry Lin Bei, this is my wife, Liu Jinlan."
Lin Bei didn't care, but before he could say anything, Liu Jinlan said: "How is that possible? Your heart is enlarged because of old age. Experts at home and abroad can't do anything about it. Why should he, a cleaner?
Are you cured?"
"Yes, Director Wen, your condition is not a secret in our hospital. It can only be relieved, but not cured at all. You must have been really deceived!"
The middle-aged doctor also echoed, and then said to Lin Bei: "Your name is Lin Bei, right? Do you know who this person is in front of you? You dare to lie to him. Believe it or not, I will call the police to arrest you now!"
Lin Bei took a look at the doctor's name tag and found that his name was Gao Weichang, and he was also the chief physician of the Department of Neurology.
However, Lin Bei ignored him and said to Wen Desheng: "Look, Mr. Wen, I said now is not the time."
Wen Desheng couldn't help but said anxiously: "No! Come in quickly and take a look, my son's body can't hold it anymore!"
Liu Jinlan's eyes widened and she said loudly: "Old man! You don't really believe a liar, do you?"