Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

Yu Wei was so frightened that she hid aside.

"Dr. Yu, please let my daughter be on your show!" A man in his late sixties knelt at Yu Wei's feet. "If she gets on the show, she will be saved. I'm begging you!"

Yu Wei reacted and said politely: "If anything happens, let's sit down and talk. You get up first."

Ning Hao stepped forward and helped the man up from the ground.

Tears were streaming down the man's face. He took out a few crumpled papers from his pocket and handed them to Yu Wei, "This is my daughter's diagnosis report and some examination records."

Ning Hao took the thing and handed it to Yu Wei.

Yu Wei opened the door of the clinic and asked Ning Hao to help the old man go in. Then she walked outside and saw off the others, and returned to the clinic with Yao Lin.

Yu Wei sat on the chair and looked carefully at the list the man handed her.

His daughter is 27 years old this year. She was diagnosed with advanced lung adenocarcinoma more than a year ago. She was not matched with targeted drugs. She underwent eight rounds of chemotherapy and was found to have recurred during a checkup a month ago.

"We have seen many doctors and taken a lot of traditional Chinese medicine, but we still relapsed! I saw your program, there are all experts on it, and I hope you can help my daughter get on the program!"

"The patients on the show are recruited by the program team." Yu Wei looked at the list in her hand again, "Besides, the program team does not recruit cancer patients."

The man's face instantly lost its expression, and he suddenly looked at Yu Wei expectantly, "Doctor Yu, you are so powerful, you can definitely save my daughter, right? Please treat my daughter!"

The man said that he was about to kneel down to Yu Wei again, and Yu Wei hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"I see that you have already found Director Zhao Zhongqi to treat you before. His specialty is lung cancer. Why don't you continue to seek treatment from him?"

"My daughter asked someone to spend more than 2,000 yuan to register with him. He prescribed medicine, but the medicine cost less than 10,000 yuan a month. Once prescribed, it lasted two months."

The old man sighed, "If I want to see him for follow-up consultation, I can only contact his assistant on the mobile phone. Once I contact him, he will prescribe medicine and I can't even meet him... After three months of treatment, my daughter's disease still relapsed." Got it!"

Yu Wei was a little confused. She had to test the medicine at the beginning. How could it be possible to prescribe two months' worth of medicine at once?

"We went to several doctors intermittently, but none of the medicines worked. She resisted re-chemotherapy. I really had no choice."

"I don't practice medicine now, so I can't help you."

The old man looked at her and asked puzzledly: "Why don't you practice medicine? Isn't it that you learned these things to cure diseases and save people?"

She first started studying medicine by following her grandfather. When she saw her grandfather treating diseases and saving people, she felt that he was like a superman.

She once thought that she would definitely take over the clinic from her grandfather in this life and follow the same path that her grandfather walked.

But everything came to an abrupt end after grandpa was framed and died in depression.

Grandpa has always regarded treating diseases and saving people as his duty, but everyone thinks that he should take it for granted. Even though he considers the financial pressure of patients and prescribes for free, he is still framed for having ulterior motives.

Even now, after the injustice has been cleared, how many people can remember grandpa?

"I'm sorry, I really can't practice medicine anymore." Yu Wei took a piece of paper and pen and wrote down the names of several experts in lung cancer. "As far as I know, they are all still practicing medicine. You can go to them."

For patients in this terminal stage, the cancer cells have spread and are basically incurable. The only option is to extend their lifespan through conditioning.

Grandpa has been practicing medicine for decades and has cured only a handful of cancer patients.

As powerful as Yan Tingsong, with a top-notch medical team, they could only delay Song Qinghe's death.

The old man looked at the note, his face was gray, there was no ups and downs, and he finally left disappointed.

When Yu Wei returned to the villa, Hu Tianhao was still waiting for her on the sofa. Seeing her return, he hugged her happily and said, "Auntie, you are finally back."

Yu Wei smiled and rubbed the top of his hair, "You're still up so late just to wait for your aunt?"

The little guy nodded hurriedly, "Several uncles and aunts came today to help me draw blood. It hurts so much. Can you breathe for me?"

Yu Wei pulled his little arm, and there was indeed a purple mark on it. Yu Wei leaned over and blew it for him.

Thinking that Hu Tianhao had to go to the hospital for treatment at a young age and he didn't know anything yet, Yu Wei hugged him distressedly.

Yan Wenzhou looked at the two people hugging each other, his expression not very good. He walked over and pulled Hu Tianhao out of Yu Wei's arms, "I'm not saying I'm sleepy. Go to bed now."

Yan Xiqian was not in the villa.

Hu Tianhao took Yu Wei's hand and said, "Auntie, can you tell me a bedtime story?"

Yan Wenzhou directly picked up the little guy with one hand and said, "Third uncle, I will tell you."

Hu Tianhao was about to cry as soon as he flattened his mouth. Yu Wei hurriedly followed him and held his hand.

Hu Tianhao struggled in Yan Wenzhou's arms, "I want my aunt! I want my aunt!"

When he arrived in the bedroom, Yan Wenzhou threw the little guy on the bed and covered him with a quilt. The little guy resisted the pressure from his eyes and said pitifully, "I want my aunt to sleep with me. I can't sleep alone."

Yan Wenzhou wanted to kick him off the bed to stop him from dreaming.

"When will eldest sister come back?"

"She didn't say."

Seeing that Hu Tianhao was about to cry with grievance, Yu Wei walked to the bedside and held his hand, "Haohao, don't be afraid, my aunt is with you."

"Auntie, can you lie down next to me and sleep like mom? I'm scared."

"Haohao, can you tell your aunt what you are afraid of?"

Hu Tianhao's eyes were red and tears fell down, "Dad drinks too much and will run in and beat Hao Hao. Hao Hao is afraid."

Yu Wei rubbed the top of his hair distressedly, lay down on the bed, and held the little guy in her arms, "Dad will never hit Haohao again."

Hu Tianhao smelled the fragrant smell of Yu Wei's body and felt very safe. He looked at the man beside the bed who looked unhappy and said, "Third uncle, you can tell your story now."

Yan Wenzhou looked at his red eyes, sighed silently, and took the storybook beside him, "A long time ago, there was a young man in Persia named Aladdin..."

The soft light hit his stern face, making the lines of his face much softer.

Yu Wei looked a little lost.

If that baby was not aborted and came into this world smoothly, would he be patient with it and be a good father?

"Are you happy that such a handsome man is yours?"

Meeting the man's smiling gaze, Yu Wei's cheeks were slightly red. Hu Tianhao in her arms had already fallen asleep. Yu Wei lowered her voice, "Narcissism is also a disease."

Yan Wenzhou put the storybook aside, walked around to her, and stretched out his hand to her, "Then please ask Dr. Yu to treat me."

Yu Wei wanted to turn her back to him, but he picked her up from the bed. Yu Wei subconsciously hugged his neck and was forced to hang on him like a koala.

Yan Wenzhou supported her and walked out of the room. He lowered his voice in her ear, "After coaxing the little ones, it's time to coax the older ones."

"What should I do if Haohao wakes up?"

"It's weird to wake up after staying up so late."

After coaxing her eldest friend, it was already past two o'clock in the morning. Yu Wei took a shower. Feeling a little hungry, she went downstairs to cook noodles.

Yan Xiqian was sitting in the living room on the first floor, her cheeks were red and her whole body smelled of alcohol.