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Chapter 24: The hemp rope is cut at the delicate point, and the bad luck only finds the poor

In the hotel cafeteria, Qin Hao and Zhao Qiping were both eating haise to replenish their consumption from last night.

Zhao Qiping suddenly asked: "By the way, you haven't told me yet why you want to help me."

"Actually, I am the savior, specially here to save you lost lambs." Qin Hao joked.

Zhao Qiping said angrily: "If you don't say it, forget it."

Qin Hao put down the oyster shell he had just finished, wiped his hands, and said seriously: "It's rare to meet a doctor with a clear conscience. I have to do something to prevent another black-hearted doctor who uses patients as a money-making machine in the world.

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"How do you know that my conscience is still intact? Maybe I am the black-hearted doctor you mentioned." Zhao Qiping put down his kuaizi and stared at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao smiled and shrugged: "Black-hearted doctors don't look like that. They only care about their wallets and whether they can get a professional title at the end of the year."

Zhao Qiping laughed at himself, remained silent for a long time, and said quietly.

"I met a patient who suffered from high paraplegia due to spinal myelitis. She came to our hospital for surgical treatment four years ago. She was very optimistic. She had parents who loved her and friends who cared about her. After long-term treatment and post-care, we were all

I thought she could live a normal life, but yesterday she was diagnosed with terminal breast cancer..."

Qin Hao couldn't help but sigh. Hemp ropes are specially cut at the smallest points, and bad luck only seeks out the poor. The profession of a doctor is all about pain, all kinds of pain, especially doctors in tertiary hospitals in big cities, who often receive...

It is a difficult and complicated disease that comes from all over the country.

"Are you full? Rest for half an hour and I'll take you somewhere later."

"Where are we going again? It's not a nightclub again, is it? It's only noon and it's not open yet."

"You'll know when we get there."

In a boxing gym, Zhao Qiping looked at Qin Hao, who was putting on boxing gloves, with a dull look on his face: "You brought me here just for boxing?"

"Otherwise, hurry up and put on your protective gear, otherwise you'll have a bruised nose and face that won't be able to go to work tomorrow." Qin Hao made a fisting motion with his hands.

Zhao Qiping looked at Qin Hao's body and swallowed his saliva: "Can I stop playing?"

"Afraid?" Qin Hao asked excitedly.

Zhao Qiping silently put on his head protection and boxing gloves.

On the boxing ring, Qin Hao said to Zhao Qiping: "Come on, don't be afraid, I will fight you with only half my strength."

"Come on, can you still control this thing?" Zhao Qiping curled his lips.

Qin Hao smiled. With the existence of Alpha Dog, the trivial matter of controlling power is not easy to grasp.

However, Zhao Qiping said he was disgusted, but his hand movements were not slow, and he directly hit Qin Hao with a right uppercut.

Qin Hao blocked the attack with his right hand and smiled: "You are so insidious, you don't even say hello."

"Nonsense, I'll be at a disadvantage just by looking at your figure. If you want to win, you must use some means." Zhao Qiping argued.

"The desire to win is quite strong, but you can't defeat me just by relying on this."

"You'll have to try it before you know."

Zhao Qiping continued to launch an offensive, but his speed was too slow in Qin Hao's eyes.

The two sides quickly broke into a fight. No, to be precise, it should be Qin Hao's unilateral beating of Zhao Qiping. Whether it was reaction speed or physical fitness, Zhao Qiping and Qin Hao were far apart. If Qin Hao hadn't only used half of his

With such strength, Zhao Qiping would be KO'd in one face-to-face encounter.

But even so, Zhao Qiping was quickly beaten to the ground.

"Your body is not good enough. You have to practice hard." Qin Hao said without blushing and out of breath.

Zhao Qiping felt that his lungs were about to explode. Although the confrontation was only three minutes, for a person like him who had never been exposed to boxing, the consumption was too great.

"You think everyone is as perverted as you, by the way, are you a professional boxer?"

Qin Hao shrugged: "No, I just practice occasionally. How about it? Do you want to learn? I'll teach you."

"We won't charge tuition."

"Dinner is yours."

"make a deal!"

Afterwards, Qin Hao began to teach Zhao Qiping how to do boxing training, how to punch, how to use the strength of the waist and abdomen, and how to judge the distance.

It was not until five o'clock in the afternoon that Zhao Qiping and Qin Hao left the boxing gym. After dinner, Zhao Qiping asked Qin Hao for his phone number.

"Let's continue next weekend."

It's not that Zhao Qiping likes boxing very much, but that he thinks boxing is a good way to vent his anger. At least he is much better now.

"No problem, I'm free at any time." Qin Hao shrugged.

Zhao Qiping asked curiously: "What exactly do you do? Are you so idle?"

"Now, I am barely financially free, and I don't plan to be the richest man, so there is no need to work so hard."

"Damn, I shouldn't have asked, you pretended to be here again." Zhao Qiping couldn't help but cursed, and then walked away.

"Haha~~~" Qin Hao looked at Zhao Qiping's back and laughed. This person is really interesting.

After driving all the way back to Ode to Joy, Qin Hao took a shower and began to think about how he should treat Xiao Ming.

In fact, there is a problem in the play that puzzles Qin Hao. After Andy found Xiao Ming, he only gave Dean Xiuyan 10,000 yuan a month, but did not take Xiao Ming for treatment. No matter whether the treatment was good or not, he had to have a little hope.

Hope?

Moreover, Xiao Ming was later found by his biological father's family. Even if he did not want to be blackmailed, he should use a more active method to solve the problem instead of competing with others. To that family, Xiao Ming was an insignificant person. As long as Xiao Ming

It has nothing to do with them if you don't die.

Andy is not a vulnerable group. She has Tan Zongming supporting her. Tan Zongming can crush Xiaoming's father's family to death with just a finger.

Now that he has accepted the mission, Qin Hao will naturally not let the situation develop according to the original plot.

"Hey, Lao Liu, if you are free recently, go to Daishan again and see if you can convince Dean Xiuyan to take Xiao Ming to the Magic City to see a doctor. I will pay for it."

Lao Liu joked: "Isn't it right? Now you have changed your career to become a living Bodhisattva?"

"Go away, just tell me if you can do it." Qin Hao laughed and scolded.

"It must be possible. As long as the money is available, why not do something like this to save all sentient beings? Just think of it as my doing good deeds and accumulating virtue."

Lao Liu was still very efficient. Three days later, he brought Dean Xiuyan and Xiao Ming to the Magic City.

"Dean Xiuyan, this is Mr. Qiu. He funded the entire cost of Xiao Ming's medical treatment." Lao Liu introduced.

Dean Xiuyan held Qin Hao's hand gratefully: "Mr. Qiu, thank you very much."

Qin Hao smiled gently: "You're welcome. In fact, I am also entrusted by others. Come on, let's go in. I have registered as an expert."

"Okay, Xiao Ming, let's go."

Qin Hao couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Xiao Ming, who was a little panicked in a strange environment.

Fortunately, with Dean Xiuyan here, Xiao Ming successfully completed a series of examinations. The same old expert who received Qin Hao last time said with a heavy face.

"In addition to mental illness, the patient's symptoms are also accompanied by autism. Currently, there is no immediate effective treatment in the world. Drugs and psychological counseling can only be used to alleviate his symptoms. Moreover, he also has intellectual disabilities.

The symptoms of depression are as follows: the current intelligence is only equivalent to that of an eight-year-old child, so you must be mentally prepared."


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