The first rich son-in-law

Unemployed, sick children, abandoned by husbands.

After listening to Qiu Xiaoyu talk about the experience of these years, Jiang Beichen felt very uncomfortable.

A woman in her 20s, exactly the same age as Hua, has experienced all kinds of bad things.

What a miserable woman.

"Maybe this is my fate. The fortune-teller told me that my fate is not good!" Qiu Xiaoyu wiped the corners of her eyes, smiled and shook her head: "Okay, it's all over, and life has to look forward, right? I am very happy to have you two good friends!"

"Xiao Yu, don't worry, we will always be good friends!" Zhou Yan said emotionally.

The three of them chatted for a while, and at this time, a Land Rover drove over, and Zhai Wei and Jiang Ying were sitting in the car.

"Zhou Yan, are you going or not? Do you want to see you off?" Zhai Wei honked the horn twice.

"Let's go first, Beichen will see me off later!" Zhou Yan said hastily.

"Beichen, can I take your car for a while?" Zhou Yan turned to Jiang Beichen and asked again.

Jiang Beichen nodded.

Although Zhou Yan is not too cold now.But after all, it's a classmate, so there's no need to be so stingy.

"What's the matter Yanyan? My Land Rover can't keep up with his broken jeep?" Zhai Wei frowned, with a dissatisfied expression.

"Viagra, look at what you said, I just want to have more conversations with my old classmates!"

"It depends where you want to go!" Zhou Yan said speechlessly.

In fact, she wanted Jiang Beichen to send her off, because she wanted to get close to Jiang Beichen again, and asked for the phone number of that group practice friend.

"How about this, Yanyan, I think it's still early, why don't you let your friend invite us to have a cup of tea at home, Qixia Bieyuan, I've never been there before!" Said.

"Hey, that's a good idea!"

Zhai Wei also quickly smiled and said, "I don't know if Brother Jiang can do you a favor, and invite us to come over for a cup of tea?"

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked over, with an expectant expression on her face.

He also wanted to find out about Jiang Beichen.

See if Jiang Beichen lied.

Didn't he say that he lives in Qixia Villa?
Now it's time to find out the truth!
"Sorry, your faces are not that big, and you are not qualified to drink tea at my door!" Jiang Beichen said flatly.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three froze instantly.

"Brother Jiang, don't think that Xu Ao nodded and bowed to you because you are great. Let me tell you, I, Zhai Wei, have a lot of family members in Jinling's network. You are nothing special to me!" Zhai Wei said sullenly.

"Brother Zhai, don't be angry, let me see, what Qixia Bieyuan, maybe he made it up, he, it would be nice to live in the basement of the village in the city!" Jiang Ying sneered quickly, a little aggressive at the same time the meaning of.

"Okay, don't talk about it, Beichen is not a person who talks nonsense!" Zhou Yan made a serious face on purpose, then thought for a while, and said to Jiang Beichen: "Beichen, otherwise, we won't go to your house, you Let's take us to Qixia Bieyuan for a walk, we just want to enjoy the scenery of Bieyuan, I heard that the designer of Qixia Bieyuan was invited from Suzhou gardens, I really want to visit it!"

After all, she still wanted to prove whether Jiang Beichen had lied or not.

Jiang Beichen frowned and was about to open his mouth when Qiu Xiaoyu's phone rang suddenly.

"What? My son fainted? Okay, okay, I'll go there right away!"

Qiu Xiaoyu hung up the phone, quickly grabbed Jiang Beichen's arm, and said eagerly: "Beichen, take me to the hospital first, okay? The doctor called me just now and said that my son knocked down while playing with other children. What's the situation now?" It's dangerous, I have to hurry there!"

"Okay, then I'll see you off first!" Jiang Beichen nodded, and the two quickly got into the jeep and drove away.

"Tch, is it true or not? What a coincidence, something happened to her son?" Zhai Wei couldn't help curling his lips.

"I think that ugly girl is just trying to save him!" Jiang Ying also looked disdainful: "As poor as he is, if he can live in Qixia Bieyuan, I can live in the White House in the United States!"

Zhou Yan shook her head and sighed, feeling that Jiang Beichen was trying to escape.

People in their 20s, can't they face reality?
And half an hour later, Jiang Beichen brought Qiu Xiaoyu to Jinling Taikang Hospital.

Taikang Hospital is a private children's hospital, belonging to a tertiary hospital, with good medical conditions.

At this time, in the hematology ward, a five or six-year-old boy was lying on the hospital bed. He was chubby and fair, but his face was very pale. At this moment, an oxygen tube was inserted in his nose, and he fell into a coma.

"Mengmeng, wake up, mom is back, Mengmeng, wake up!" Qiu Xiaoyu was so anxious that she kept crying.

"Doctor, why don't you give my son chemotherapy?"

Qiu Xiaoyu touched his son's forehead, and then turned around angrily.

Today should be the day for chemotherapy, but the hospital didn't treat him in time, otherwise, why would his son faint suddenly.

"Sorry, Ms. Qiu, your son's hospitalization fee has already owed [-] yuan. According to the hospital's regulations, we are not obliged to treat your son!" The attending physician next to him looked cold and businesslike.

After all, this is a hospital regulation. If everyone does not pay hospital fees, it will be a mess. Besides, they are private hospitals, and they have no obligation to take care of the poor.

"Doctor Zhang, I beg you, give my son chemotherapy first, I promise, within three days, I will transfer the hospitalization fee to the hospital's account!" Qiu Xiaoyu's face softened, and he quickly grabbed the other's arm and begged.

"Ms. Qiu, I ask you to respect yourself. The hospital has hospital regulations. We are not a charity. What's more, you already owe more than 2 yuan. If you don't make up the money today, we will discharge your son from the hospital." !” The attending doctor was still cold.

"Doctor Zhang, it's not like you don't know what's going on with my son. If you don't give him chemotherapy, how can he survive!" Qiu Xiaoyu burst into tears, really anxious.

Dr. Zhang shook his head, feeling helpless. He also sympathized with the mother and son, but the reality is so cruel.

"Ms. Qiu, it's not that I won't help you. I really have nothing to do. Otherwise, I'll prescribe some medicine for you. You can go home and treat it conservatively. You know, even if you have chemotherapy for your son's illness, it's just for maintenance. And it will cost more in the follow-up, I advise you..."

"Xiaoyu, don't cry, I can cure your son's illness!"

At this time, Jiang Beichen, who was silent at the side, suddenly spoke.

Doctor Zhang was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked over, "Sir, what do you do? Do you know what kind of disease Mengmeng has? How dare you talk nonsense?"

Mengmeng suffered from acute leukemia, which is the most serious type of leukemia. Generally, patients who develop the disease do not survive for half a year, and even if the bone marrow is replaced, it cannot be completely cured.

This kid actually said he could be cured?

"Beichen, is what you said true?" Qiu Xiaoyu hurriedly grabbed Jiang Beichen's arm.

She has no hope now, and Jiang Beichen's words are undoubtedly like a life-saving straw.

After all, Jiang Beichen even cured her face before, but it was the vitiligo that had troubled her for more than 20 years!
Maybe this old classmate really has a way.

Jiang Beichen nodded, walked towards the bed, touched the child's little face, and said with a smile: "His name is Mengmeng, right? He looks like you, very cute!"

"Thank you!" Qiu Xiaoyu cried and laughed, with distress and helplessness on his face.

"Don't worry, I'll treat him now!" Jiang Beichen said lightly, and immediately took out the porcelain bottle, put a drop of spirit liquid on his hand, and fed it to Mengmeng's lips.

Leukemia, a blood disease, needs to be cured by washing the marrow and cutting the bones.The use of spiritual liquid is just right.

But it still needs to cooperate with his acupuncture.

"Sir, what medicine did you give Mengmeng?" Dr. Zhang next to him was a little anxious.

The bottle didn't even have a description, and I don't know where it was produced. Isn't this a drug indiscriminately?

"Mengmeng has leukemia, and she has a strong reaction to common drugs. Don't be joking!" Doctor Zhang warned with a serious face.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure!" Jiang Beichen didn't care.

"Are you sensible?" Doctor Zhang looked disdainful, "Are you a doctor? Do you have a license to practice medicine?"

"Ms. Qiu, let me tell you first. If something happens to your son, it has nothing to do with our hospital!" Doctor Zhang quickly said to Qiu Xiaoyu again.