Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

I bit one myself, then walked over and handed the other to Tsing Yi.

Tsing Yi wanted to refuse, and felt that it was not suitable for food in this situation, and it was something other people's home.

The drunkard knew he would refuse, so he bit his own apple directly on his mouth, and then pulled up Tsing Yi's hand and stuffed the apple into his hand.

"I still hope that a famous doctor will take care of it, please." With 50% confidence, Uncle Ming has been very surprised.

"It's okay to ask me to save it, but I have to make it clear in advance that you can't blame me if it fails.

"This is natural."

The drunkard nodded, took the medicine box from Tsing Yi's hand, and then stuffed the half-bitten apple into his hand: "Help me hold it."

The alcoholic opened the medicine chest and took out two medicine bottles from it.

Take out two different pills and hand them to Bai Tang.

"Go and pour a glass of water and give him something to eat."

Bai Tang took it, looked at the pill in his hand, hesitated for a while, and then looked at Uncle Ming.

Uncle Ming nodded and motioned him to do what the alcoholic said.

Although Bai Tang was not at ease, there was no other way except to believe this person.

It's better than waiting to die.

Bai Tang poured water and gave medicine to Bai Lao, but the unconscious Bai Lao couldn't swallow the medicine.

When the drunkard who was gnawing on the apple saw it, he took two steps forward, and slapped Bai Lao's neck twice, and then quickly touched his throat skillfully.

The medicine went down his throat.

The hand that the drunkard exposed made Bai Tang look at him with admiration, and made Uncle Ming hope even greater.

"Well, I'll go back and prepare, maybe this afternoon..." The drunkard thought about it for a while, as if counting the time, two minutes later, he said, "I'll be here at half past two in the afternoon."

"Okay, I will send someone to Wuyuan to pick you up at that time."

"No, I'm not in Wuyuan, I will come by myself in the afternoon."

The drunkard waved his hand, then said to Tsing Yi, "Let's go."

"it is good."

"Eh wait." Seeing the drunkard was about to leave, Uncle Ming hurriedly stopped him.

"Something else?"

"I also hope that the famous doctor will tell you the number of visit fees and medical expenses, so I can call you." After paying, others will be more dedicated to doing things.

The drunkard just said you look at it, you think it's almost enough.

But seeing Tsing Yi standing next to him, the drunkard immediately changed his mind.

He took out the card that Tsing Yi gave him before, handed it to Uncle Ming, and said with a smile.

"Seven million, what do you think of this number?"

"Okay." Uncle Ming nodded without thinking.

He took the card from his hand and handed it to Bai Tang.

"Atang."

Bai Tang took the card and didn't say anything. He took out his cell phone and called Kari directly.

Not to mention seven million, as long as he can heal grandpa, seven million will be given.

After hitting the money, Bai Tang returned the card to the alcoholic.

The drunkard took the card and raised his eyebrows at Tsing Yi, who was a little dumbfounded, and smiled, feeling a little smug in his heart.

It seems to be saying: Look, I will also make money.

Tsing Yi secretly gave him a thumbs up, and said in his heart that you are making money faster.

"All thanks to a famous doctor, Wei X has thanked you first." Uncle Ming solemnly thanked him.

In fact, the famous doctors are quite mouth-watering, especially when they are a drunkard at his age. They are even stranger, but they don’t know their real name. It’s more inappropriate to call a drunkard.

"It's too early to thank you, and it's not certain whether it can be saved."

"Regardless of the result, this thank you is due."

"Okay, but if it is really not saved, you won't go back with me for this consultation fee?"