I really don't have any money to spend with my trillions.

Chapter 209 High-Risk Diseases
Yu Yang came to Yuwan Chinese Restaurant as agreed.

Zhao Baiyu had reserved a private room long ago, and as soon as Yu Yang appeared, his bodyguards brought him in.

"Uncle Zhao, I don't know what you want from me again?" Yu Yang asked.

In the private room, apart from Zhao Baiyu and his bodyguards, there was also a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was dressed plainly and sat beside him with a nervous expression.

Yu Yang sized him up while speaking, and couldn't help but twitch his brows slightly.

"Moya has already told me about you, it seems that I misunderstood you before." Zhao Baiyu said lightly.

"Uncle Zhao, you don't have to be so polite with me. Those things are what I should do. Mr. Zhao is very kind to me, so I will naturally reciprocate." Yu Yang said.

"Of course I won't say too much if you're being polite. Please, I suspect that Moya will exaggerate in order to protect you." Zhao Baiyu said.

Yu Yang said, "Uncle Zhao, you must have prepared for calling me over."

"You're right." Zhao Baiyu pointed to the middle-aged man next to him.

He continued: "I specially invited him here at the hospital. He is terminally ill and his family has no money for treatment."

"I promised him that no matter what the result is today, I will bear his treatment expenses." Zhao Baiyu said.

"Uncle Zhao is taking such painstaking efforts, is it because he wants to test my medical skills?" Yu Yang asked.

"You are very smart, and what you said is correct. If you have the ability to cure it, I believe that what you did is really what Moya said." Zhao Baiyu said bluntly.

"Medicine and medicine can never kill a disease, Buddha is destined for people, I am not [-]% sure to cure every patient, is Uncle Zhao embarrassing me by doing this?" Yu Yang said lightly.

"So you don't have confidence anymore?" Zhao Baiyu asked back.

"Uncle Zhao, aggressive tactics are useless to me." Yu Yang said with a smile.

Zhao Baiyu frowned slightly, and asked, "Then what method do you think will work for you?"

"I just need Uncle Zhao to promise me one condition, and I will do my best to treat this patient." Yu Yang said.

"Tell me what the conditions are?" Zhao Baiyu said.

"My condition is very simple, you help Mr. Zhao get rid of Mr. Li and Mr. Zhou." Yu Yang said.

Zhao Baiyu's expression moved, and he said, "I have resigned from the position of the president of the Zhao Group, and I will no longer interfere with the group's affairs. I can't meet the conditions you said."

"The Zhao Group's surname is always Zhao. I don't believe that Uncle Zhao really has nothing to do with the company's affairs when he retreats to the second line." Yu Yang said.

Zhao Baiyu was able to safely hand over the huge Zhao Group to Zhao Moya, Yu Yang did not believe that he would not have a backup.

Zhao Baiyu must know what Li Dong and Jay Chou did to Zhao Moya.

Yu Yang guessed whether Zhao Baiyu deliberately let it go, in order to practice Zhao Moya.

"I said that I won't interfere with the group's affairs anymore, and this will not change." Zhao Baiyu thought for a while and said.

Yu Yang turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who was still a little nervous.

"Your illness is very dangerous, but it's not a terminal illness, but a lung cyst." Yu Yang said.

The middle-aged man and Zhao Baiyu both showed surprise on their faces.

None of them expected Yu Yang to come in, and they could clearly tell the middle-aged man's illness after just a few glances.

If it wasn't for this middle-aged man, Zhao Baiyu invited him here, he would have doubted whether Yu Yang and this middle-aged man had known each other before.

"Yu Yang, how did you find out?" Zhao Baiyu asked.

"Traditional Chinese medicine examines and inquires, the first thing is the word wang, and I can make a general judgment from it by observing his complexion and breath." Yu Yang said.

"Then how can you conclude that his condition is dangerous? Lung cysts are not terminal." Zhao Baiyu continued.

"The crux of the problem is that his lungs are very close to his heart. Even with the current medical technology, there is a high chance of injuring his heart," Yu Yang said.

The middle-aged man nodded hastily. What Yu Yang said was not wrong at all, and it was precisely because of this that he kept delaying the operation.

"Look at what you said, do you have a way to solve it?" Zhao Baiyu asked.

"The solution is very simple." Yu Yang said lightly.

"Young people shouldn't be so lenient in their words, what if you can't cure him?" Zhao Baiyu asked.

"Then I will follow what my uncle thinks, and I will never appear by Mr. Zhao's side in the future." Yu Yang said.

He knew Zhao Baiyu's purpose, and suspected that his appearance by Zhao Moya's side was out of conspiracy.

Zhao Baiyu nodded slightly, then looked at the middle-aged man.

"I will pay all 100 million of your treatment expenses in the future. Can you agree to let this young man treat you for you?" Zhao Baiyu asked.

"Will it be dangerous?" the middle-aged man asked.

"If there is any danger, I will have someone send you to the hospital immediately, and your life will never be hurt." Zhao Baiyu promised.

The middle-aged man thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.

"First let someone take off his coat and tie him to a stool," Yu Yang said.

"Why is that?" Zhao Baiyu asked.

Middle-aged people also have this doubt in their hearts.

It was the first time for them to see a disease treated with this method.

"This is a key step in my treatment, just cooperate with me." Yu Yang said.

Zhao Baiyu nodded and asked the bodyguard to do the same.

Soon, the middle-aged man's shirt was taken off, and the rope was tied to the chair.

Adults become tense, and layers of sweat appear on their bodies.

"Go get another basin of ice water, the colder the better." Yu Yang said to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard looked at Zhao Baiyu, saw him nodding and walked out.

Not long after, the bodyguard brought back a large basin of ice water with a lot of ice cubes in it.

Yu Yang stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the water, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Is treatment available now?" Zhao Baiyu asked.

Yu Yang nodded and took out a silver needle.

This silver needle is much longer than the one he used before, and it looks extremely scary.

Yu Yang held a silver needle in his hand and waved it in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man became more nervous, his head was covered with fine sweat.

At this moment, Yu Yang suddenly picked up a basin full of ice water and poured a large basin full of ice water on the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man suddenly trembled and let out a cry, and it was at this time that the silver needle in Yu Yang's hand aimed at the acupuncture point and pierced it directly.

Then, with a burst of strength, he pulled out the silver needle.

A large pool of dirty blood spurted out along the eye of the needle, exuding a stench.

It took more than ten seconds for the dirty blood to flow cleanly, and bright red blood flowed out.

Seeing such a scene, the middle-aged man's face was full of horror.

"Don't be afraid, your illness is almost cured now, just go to the hospital for simple treatment." Yu Yang said lightly.

Hearing Yu Yang's words, the middle-aged man was about to speak when he suddenly felt that his breathing was exceptionally smooth.

There is no such painful feeling before.

"What a miracle doctor!" The middle-aged man said loudly.

(End of this chapter)