The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

"It's like this. I have a patient with a broken leg. Doctor Qin, can you help him?" Du Baichuan asked with an anxious look.

"Broken leg?" For some reason, Qin Fan suddenly thought of Ding Hua and asked, "Is the patient Ding Hua?"

"Doctor Qin, you are so amazing. He is the one who broke Ding Hua's kneecap. Apart from Dr. Qin, I really can't think of anyone who can cure him."

Du Baichuan said happily that in order to save Ai Hong, he delayed Ding Hua's surgery, but Ding Hua's father, Ding Haisheng, came forward in person and had to give him an explanation.

The best time for surgery has been missed. Even if it is him now, the surgery will leave sequelae.

So Du Baichuan thought of Qin Fan. He could even heal Ai Hong's serious injuries. Ding Hua's injuries should be fine.

Qin Fan smiled coldly and said: "Of course I know, I broke his leg!"

"... "

Du Baichuan's smile froze, like a basin of cold water being poured on his head. His heart suddenly felt cold, and he asked blankly: "Doctor Qin, what's going on with you...?"

Qin Fan said coldly: "The Ai Hong we just rescued was hit by Ding Hua when he drove through a red light. I was so angry that I kicked his leg off."

"So that's it." Du Baichuan was stunned and sighed, "It seems that Ding Hua deserves it. In this case, we won't bother Divine Doctor Qin."

He was also very angry at Ding Hua when he heard the news. However, he had a good family background, so he could only suppress his anger in his heart.

"When you were undergoing surgery, Ding Haisheng kicked in the door outside the operating room, completely ignoring you. Is the Ding family related to Guoci Hospital?" Qin Fan asked.

Du Baichuan smiled bitterly and said: "The Ding family is the major shareholder of Guoci Hospital, and the chairman of the hospital is Ding Haisheng's eldest brother Ding Chengzhi. Does it matter?"

Qin Fan suddenly understood and nodded, "Let me just say, Ding Haisheng asked you to do the operation by name, so what are your chances of success?"

"Initially, there was a [-]% to [-]% chance that there would be no sequelae, but because of the delay in rescuing Ai Hong, now it's probably less than [-]%."

Du Baichuan said: "Doctor Qin, I will go back for surgery."

He turned around and walked into the courtyard.

Qin Fan's eyes flashed and he quickly stopped him, "Wait a minute."

Du Baichuan stopped, turned around and asked, "Doctor Qin, are you okay?"

"For your sake, I can save people." Qin Fan said.

"Really?" Du Baichuan was overjoyed, but then said in disappointment: "Miracle Doctor Qin, you kicked Ding Hua's leg off, he will definitely not let you help."

"It depends on whether you can speak. When people are desperate, they don't think twice." Qin Fan reminded.

Du Baichuan clapped his hands and said excitedly: "I know what to say, but will this be too unfair to you?"

Qin Fan smiled and said: "You are a good doctor. You can't ruin your future because of such a trivial matter. Besides, I have other plans and I will never suffer a loss."

"Divine Doctor Qin, thank you! Thank you!"

Du Baichuan was grateful and said solemnly.

"Then let's go up quickly and cure him first."

The two of them went up to the third floor one after another. Ding Hua lived in the VIP ward. At the door of the ward, you could hear Ding Haisheng yelling, "Call Du Baichuan quickly. If my son has sequelae, I will be dead." He’s the dean!”

Du Baichuan did not go in immediately, but whispered: "Miracle Doctor Qin, Ding Haisheng has a bad temper, you have to be patient."

"I am measured!" Qin Fan said.

Du Baichuan then opened the door and went in. In the ward, there were two nurses standing beside him shivering. Ding Hua had been sedated and was sleeping soundly, while Ding Haisheng was sitting beside his bed.

"Du Baichuan, you are so majestic. I've been calling you for a long time, why are you here now?"

When Ding Haisheng saw him coming in, he was immediately furious.

"Mr. Ding, I was undergoing surgery before and couldn't hear anything outside. As soon as the surgery is over, I will come to find you." Du Baichuan said with a smile.

"Hmph!" Ding Haisheng glared at him and gritted his teeth: "How do you arrange my son's surgery?"

"Mr. Ding, Mr. Ding's leg bones are completely broken. It will be difficult to recover. Even if I perform the surgery myself, there will be sequelae and he will be limping for the rest of his life."

"What? Aren't you known as the authority in Pengcheng's medical community? Even you can't handle it?"

Du Baichuan said hurriedly: "The treatment method of Western medicine is like this. It heals quickly, but there are inevitable sequelae. If you want to fully recover, the best way is to use traditional Chinese medicine."

"Traditional Chinese medicine?" Ding Haisheng curled his lips disdainfully, "Who doesn't know that the Chinese medicine doctors at Guoci Hospital are rubbish, and the Chinese Medicine Department is a bunch of losers!"

"The development of traditional Chinese medicine at Guoci Hospital is short and its capabilities are insufficient. However, I know a miracle doctor who has very high attainments in traditional Chinese medicine and is guaranteed to be able to perfectly cure Mr. Ding's leg." Du Baichuan said.

"Oh? Are you talking about He Dongchu?" Ding Haisheng asked in surprise.

"No, he is someone who even the miracle doctor He is willing to be inferior to." Du Baichuan said seriously.

"The only person who is more powerful than him is the master of Chinese medicine. Can you invite him?"

"No need to invite, this man is right outside the door. If Mr. Ding wants to see him, I will ask him to help."

Ding Haisheng thought for a moment and said, "Okay, call me and see who it is."

Du Baichuan shouted toward the door: "Miracle Doctor Qin, you can come in."

When Qin Fan heard this, he opened the door and went in.

"It's you!"

When Ding Haisheng saw Qin Fan, the expression on his face immediately turned into anger, and he said angrily: "What are you doing here?"

Qin Fan crossed his arms and sneered: "If Dean Du hadn't begged so hard, I wouldn't have bothered to come."

Ding Haisheng glared at Du Baichuan, "He is the miracle doctor you mentioned. Do you know that he broke my son's legs!"

"Mr. Ding, I asked about the reason. There was a big misunderstanding. Young Master Ding's situation is not optimistic now. You don't want him to be disabled in the future, right?" Du Baichuan said.

"... "

These words made Ding Haisheng look ugly. If the old man knew that Ding Hua was disabled, then the resources of the Ding family would definitely be tilted towards the boss. Their family would have no chance of controlling the power of the Ding family.

"Ding Haisheng, I can tell you that no one can completely cure Ding Hua's leg except me. If you don't want to have it cured, you can tell me and I will turn around and leave immediately."

Qin Fan said coldly: "But it's easier to give someone away than to invite someone. After you leave this door, it will be difficult to invite me again."

Du Baichuan added fuel to the fire at the right time: "Mr. Ding, there are no doctors who can cure Mr. Ding's leg, but it will take a long time to invite those doctors. What Mr. Ding lacks most now is time."

"And this disability is permanent. If you miss this opportunity, even if gods come down to earth, they won't be able to cure it. You have to think carefully about it."

Ding Haisheng clenched his fists, struggling in his heart. He wanted to kill Qin Fan, but now he was asked to bow his head and beg for help. This was no less shameful than his husband's previous crime.

"Momojiji, if you don't want to treat me, just leave!"