Meng Yan felt that it was necessary to see Tang Yuyan again.
After the two discussed the matter, Shen Nongshi enthusiastically took him to sit down and chat for a few words, but Meng Yan had no intention at all. He didn't pick up any of the dishes on the table with chopsticks, and after a few minutes he casually I found an excuse and ran away.
At the same time, a video has been circulated on the Internet, causing a stir in the jade circle.
In Lake City, in a rough stone shop, a boss was lying on a rocking chair holding a mobile phone and looking at it with relish.
"The Shen family lost to some local gang in Hu City and was crushed by two mysterious beggars"
There are two versions of this video. In the version officially released by the Shen family, the images of the two beggars are obviously more detailed and taller.
"Isn't this guy the beggar I saw at Caishikou a few days ago? I lost a few copper coins at that time," the boss said to himself.
A beggar suddenly appeared in front of the rough stone shop.
"Let's go, we're not open today, I don't have any money for you." The boss raised his head and glanced outside the door, waving his hand impatiently.
"No." The beggar replied: "I was passing by and borrowed the boss's air conditioner to cool off."
"Oh, okay, okay, how can I do business with you at the door? Take these and leave quickly." The boss knew what these beggars were thinking, so he impatiently grabbed a few coins on the tea table next to him and walked out of the shop.
As he walked closer, the boss looked at the beggar in front of him and felt a little familiar. Then he slapped his forehead and exclaimed.
"Aren't you the beggar in the video?!"
"Ah? What is it?" Lao Zheng, who was squatting at the door, was a little confused.
"If you think I can't do business here, I'll leave now without disturbing you."
After Lao Zheng finished speaking, he stood up and patted his butt. As soon as he raised his feet, his boss grabbed his arm.
"Master! Master, it's my honor to admire this shop. Come in and have a rest! I'll make you a cup of good tea!"
Lao Zheng looked at the cheerful guy in front of him as if he was crazy. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, so he pulled him into the shop.
More than ten minutes later, Lao Zheng came out of the shop again with an ice cream in his hand and a stack of banknotes in his other hand, both of which were forced upon him by the boss.
"Master, remember to inform me before you come next time so that I can buy some good wine and food!" The boss waved from behind, and Lao Zheng could only raise his hand politely in return.
After watching the video just now, he finally figured out what was going on.
When the shop owner turned around and wasn't paying attention, he threw the banknotes on the counter and disappeared into the crowd with the ice cream in his mouth.
After Meng Yan came out of Longhu Villa, she bought some delicious food and went to the hospital to visit Duoer.
As soon as he entered the ward, several doctors and nurses appeared in the corridor behind him and stopped him.
"Mr. Meng, you finally showed up." The leading doctor grabbed Meng Yan's hand as if he saw hope.
"What's the matter? Where is my daughter?" Meng Yan asked, pointing to the empty bed.
"Your daughter is undergoing regular examinations in the clinic and has not returned to the ward for the time being. We have other things to tell Mr. Meng."
After the doctor finished speaking, he took a case form from the nurse beside him and handed it to Meng Yan.
"Mr. Meng, I'm extremely sorry. The hospital recently received a notice that due to the expiration of a pharmaceutical manufacturer's contract with Xia Guo, the prices of several drugs for leukemia have skyrocketed. These drugs are the main drugs that are expensive to treat."
Meng Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said with a hint of anger in his tone: "Have I not already paid off my daughter's medical expenses?"
"Sorry, sorry, this kind of emergency is beyond the control of our hospital. These drugs have been sold many times on the market." The doctor apologized quickly.
"How much is left?" Meng Yan asked angrily.
"one million."
"How much?" Meng Yan couldn't believe his ears.
"Mr. Meng, we are still short of one million." The doctor's tone became weaker and weaker.
"you!"
Meng Yan looked at the doctor in front of him with wide eyes and angrily. At this time, he suddenly told him that Duo'er's medical expenses were still short, where should he go to find it?
I have already made it clear to Jia Baiyuan that I have lost all my abilities, and now I suddenly go back and tell him that I still have my abilities. What will he think?
Li Hua is a channel, but he has also told them that all the money for digging stones will be used to improve the lives of beggars. Will what he said yesterday have to be changed today?
"Does your hospital treat me like a cash machine? Do you think it's so easy to earn money?" Meng Yan couldn't help but cursed. Several doctors and nurses bowed to admit their mistake, and no one dared to refute.
This incident is indeed an emergency, and their hospital also bears a great responsibility. The procedure was slow at first, and in order to save trouble, Meng Yan asked Meng Yan to pay the money without preparing all the drugs first. Now the approval for the purchase of drugs is still on the way, and the price is the same as before.
In comparison, it's like the sky and the earth.
Just when Meng Yan took out his phone and was about to call Li Hua, suddenly a young nurse hurried up to the leading doctor's ear and whispered a few words.
The doctor was stunned, turned his head and glanced at the little nurse in disbelief. The little nurse nodded. The doctor raised his body and said to Meng Yan with a slightly surprised tone.
"Mr. Meng, someone has helped you make up the million."
The doctor was not too surprised. After all, when Meng Yan drove the Maybach in, many doctors and nurses saw it. When such upper-class rich people encounter difficulties, people who are willing to solve their problems can line up from the ward to the door of the hospital.
"Who is it?" Meng Yan was confused by this change.
The doctor shook his head: "I don't know the name, but the man said he is waiting for you outside the hospital gate now."
Meng Yan walked to the ward window and saw a black Maybach parked in front of the hospital gate, and a fit middle-aged man pacing back and forth.
"Jia Baiyuan."
Meng Yan muttered in his heart and hurriedly walked downstairs.
"Meng Yan!" Jia Baiyuan looked at Meng Yan who was walking out of the hospital gate. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, but then it disappeared and he raised his feet to greet Meng Yan.
"Let's go, I have something to tell you." Jia Baiyuan's tone was much colder than before.
Meng Yan didn't care: "Are you paying for the rest of my daughter's medical expenses?"
Jia Baiyuan nodded.
"Just think I borrowed it, and I will return it to you in the future." Meng Yan said.
"No need." Jia Baiyuan waved his hand: "Just think of it as my farewell gift."
"Farewell ceremony?" Meng Yan was full of questions.
"Yes, from today on, I will not come to you again."
