"Doctor, I'll have someone take you there." Duan Qing chased after him, not expecting to be refused. He didn't know what to say and could only instinctively offer polite words.
"No need, you should go and arrange the blood transfusion. That's the most important thing. I'm perfectly capable, no need for anyone to see me off. Goodbye." Lin Yao said and entered the elevator, leaving Duan Qing standing at the elevator door with a puzzled look on his face.
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Chapter Thirty-Two: Professor Wen's Doubts (Votes, votes, votes!)
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After picking up and settling Xia Yuwen and her mother Duan Ruolan from the airport, they rushed back to West China Hospital. Professor Wen, a cardiovascular specialist from the hospital, also arrived from his home at that time.
When Xia Yuwen and her mother entered the ward, the 67-year-old, gray-haired, and sprightly expert was carefully reading a printed sheet of paper in his hand. The handwritten instructions for blood transfusion procedures were very detailed, and Professor Wen nodded repeatedly as he read them.
"Uncle, how is Grandpa?" Xia Yuwen asked anxiously, while Duan Ruolan also looked at Duan Qing with concern and eager eyes.
“Your grandfather is doing very well. Mr. Wen just had a full check-up, which showed that his myocardial contraction is strong and all indicators of blood circulation have improved significantly. They are preparing to give him a blood transfusion.” Duan Qing’s tone was excited as he lowered his voice to answer Xia Yuwen’s question.
"A blood transfusion?" Duan Ruolan's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but interject, "Is a blood transfusion necessary to treat a myocardial infarction?"
Seeing Xia Yuwen and her sister staring at him with suspicion, Duan Qing smiled confidently and said, "That young doctor said that a blood transfusion can completely cure my father's cardiovascular disease. All the fat blocking his blood vessels will be cleared, and as long as he pays attention to his diet and lifestyle, he can avoid a relapse."
Professor Wen had finished reading the record sheet by then. Hearing Duan Qing's explanation, he said with a smile, "Let me explain it to you. That doctor probably used such layman's terms like 'oil' because he was worried that Mayor Duan wouldn't understand."
"In fact, cardiovascular diseases are mainly caused by excessively high levels of low-density cholesterol in the body. When excessive low-density cholesterol penetrates the inner wall of arteries, it forms plaques and bulges, which obstruct blood circulation. Diseases such as coronary heart disease and cerebral infarction are caused by these plaques. Once these plaques rupture, they can easily cause myocardial infarction and cerebral hemorrhage, which can lead to sudden death in patients."
"According to Mayor Duan's description and the record on this paper, that young doctor's medical skills have reached an extraordinary level. He can actually make all the low-density cholesterol in the blood vessels of the whole body seep out from the inner wall of the blood vessels and gather into emulsion particles in the blood, so that we can remove all these harmful cholesterol from the body through blood transfusion."
Professor Wen gazed out the window with reverence, as if looking at a miraculous doctor who was nowhere to be found. He regretted going home after his afternoon consultation, missing the chance to witness the miraculous medical skills firsthand. He blamed it all on his good-for-nothing sons, Professor Wen thought bitterly.
Pulling himself back to reality, Professor Wen continued, "Old Duan was incredibly lucky this time, to have encountered such a miraculous doctor. Only someone with such superb medical skills can be considered a true miracle doctor. Compared to him, my medical skills are merely at the elementary school level. This miracle doctor's greatest achievement is restoring all the blood vessels in his body to their original state. I've already examined his arteries with an endoscope, and now Old Duan's blood vessels are as healthy as those of a young adult. I truly don't know how he did it. Sigh..."
Hearing the usually rigorous scholar, Mr. Wen, use the term "miracle doctor" to describe the other person, Duan Qing's family naturally understood the weight of the term. At this moment, Duan Qing's back began to break out in a cold sweat again; he had almost offended that miracle doctor earlier.
A dazzling light shone in Xia Yuwen's beautiful eyes as she recalled the young doctor's handsome face and his dashing movements while rescuing people at Wangjianglou Park. "He's just a little too thin," Xia Yuwen suddenly thought, then immediately blushed at her own sudden thought. She quickly touched her face, secretly checking her mother and uncle's reactions, and breathed a sigh of relief when she found they hadn't noticed.
Duan Ruolan was stunned. After a while, she turned to Xia Yuwen and said, "Wenwen, it's all thanks to you accompanying your grandfather to the park for a walk that we were lucky enough to meet the miracle doctor. Otherwise, your grandfather's illness might not have been cured."
"Yes," Xia Yuwen nodded emphatically. She understood what her mother meant. Professor Wen had told the whole family long ago that her grandfather could have a heart attack or cerebral hemorrhage at any time. Because of this, the whole family was trying their best to meet her grandfather's requests, and she herself had skipped school to come to Chengdu to be with him. Fortunately, there weren't many classes in her last semester of senior year, and most of her classmates were busy looking for jobs. There weren't many students at the school to begin with, and her skipping classes wasn't a serious matter; she could just consider it as going out to find a job.
Professor Wen still wanted to see the miracle doctor, and said to Duan Qing, "Mayor Duan, could you arrange for me to meet that miracle doctor? I would like to ask him about his medical skills in person."
"This..." Duan Qing felt somewhat troubled. The events of an hour ago were still vivid in his mind. The resolute words, "The reason I didn't tell you my identity is that I don't want to be referred to patients by you in the future. I only treat those I want to treat," still echoed in his ears. If he rashly contacted the other party or gave his phone number to Professor Wen, he estimated that his family would never see that young miracle doctor again. He couldn't bear such a risk. His sister Duan Ruolan's father-in-law was also seriously ill, and he wanted to ask the other party for treatment, even though the other party had said that he did not want to be referred to patients.
Looking at Xia Yuwen, Duan Qing said in an uncertain voice, "Old Wen, that doctor has a rather strange temper. He said he doesn't allow us to introduce people to him. We don't dare to bother him unless it's about my father's illness. How about this, since Wenwen is the first person to meet him, let's see if there's a chance for Wenwen to make an appointment with him later. It's easier for young people to get to know each other."
Hearing her uncle's words, Xia Yuwen felt a strange unease. The young doctor hadn't been very kind to her, his tone was rude, and it made her lose confidence in her appearance. Thinking back, she realized that she had probably cried terribly on the phone before the doctor reluctantly agreed to treat her grandfather. Did she have to cry again? Just so Professor Wen could see the doctor and consult him on medical matters?
Xia Yuwen immediately made a decision to refuse. She wouldn't cry over such a small matter; she would only cry for the sake of helping her grandfather get treatment.
What no one expected was that Lin Yao had absolutely no recollection of Xia Yuwen, not even knowing whether she looked round or square, let alone the idea that young people are easier to get along with. If Xia Yuwen knew this, she might really burst into tears. Having always been the center of attention, she would probably find it hard to bear such a cold and indifferent treatment.
"Oh, then I'll leave things to Wenwen from now on." Professor Wen forced a smile at Xia Yuwen, a smile filled with deep disappointment, which Xia Yuwen found more painful than crying.
"Then let's begin the blood transfusion. I'll go call the nurses and assistant physicians to prepare for the procedure." Professor Wen instantly calmed his regretful mood. The most urgent task was to treat the patient and save lives; his professional ethics did not allow him to spend any more time thinking about his own affairs.
Professor Wen glanced at Old Duan, who was still fast asleep on the hospital bed, and left the room with even deeper doubts. How could Old Duan sleep so soundly with such a serious condition?
When Lin Yao arrived home by taxi, it was already past 10 p.m. He already knew from the phone call that his father had signed the agreement with Wen Youmin.
Wen Youmin was a decisive and efficient person. After Lin Yao and Lin Hongmei left the Wen family, he also left. He quickly organized the necessary information and expense list for the agreement, and then immediately contacted Luo Jimin to exchange opinions. The two efficient people quickly reached an agreement and signed the agreement. After repeatedly discussing the operational details, Wen Youmin took his leave. The two of them did not even have dinner when they left. At this time, Lin Hongmei was cooking for Luo Jimin at home.
Pushing open the door, Lin Yao was surprised to find two uninvited guests in his home, and his expression immediately turned very unpleasant.
In the cramped living room, on the worn-out faux leather sofa, sat my second uncle, Luo Jichang, and Cui Haodong!
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Oh dear... I just made a fuss for no reason.
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Chapter Thirty-Three: Benefits Delivered to One's Door
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"It's Yao'er back! Your second uncle hasn't seen you in so long. You've changed so much that I almost didn't recognize you. Yao'er has grown more and more handsome." Luo Jichang said warmly, and was about to step forward to take Lin Yao's hand, wanting to show the elder's warm concern.
At this moment, Luo Jichang was quite shocked. It seemed that the news he had received was true. The Luo family had obtained a fasting medicine formula that not only cured the sickly Lin Yao but also made him handsome. He had to get his hands on this formula that could regulate bodily functions no matter what. Thinking of this, Luo Jichang's smile widened.
Lin Yao disgustedly avoided Luo Jichang's affection, walked around this snobbish man, went to the old low cabinet, poured himself a glass of water and drank it, then said to Lin Hongmei, "Mom, is there anything else to eat? I haven't had dinner."
Lin Hongmei had been wearing a stern face until Lin Yao returned, but when she saw him, she smiled kindly and said, "There's hot food in the kitchen. Your father just ate. Go and make something for yourself."
"It's so late, Yao'er, haven't you eaten yet? Your second uncle will take you out for a late-night snack later. Young people need to take care of their health; they should eat well." Luo Jichang leaned in to express his concern, his kind tone making anyone who didn't know his background feel very comfortable.
"No need. We're not worthy of your things. Keep them for someone else," Lin Yao retorted without hesitation. He continued, "Also, don't call me Yao'er. There's no Yao'er here. We're not really that close. There's no need to be so affectionate."
Despite being contradicted like this, Luo Jichang seemed completely unperturbed, responding as if to a spoiled child: "Hehe, children are easily agitated. It seems you have a deep misunderstanding about your second uncle. I was wrong before, neglecting you because I was too busy with the group's affairs. I will definitely change from now on."
Lin Yao ignored Luo Jichang, went to the kitchen, filled a bowl with rice and food, and returned to the living room. He was worried about his parents dealing with Luo Jichang; that guy was a real old fox with too many tricks up his sleeve.
"Third brother, what do you think of my previous suggestion? I think you should come back to the group. The old man also thinks so. People from the Luo family should naturally develop under the Luo family's group." Luo Jichang persuaded Luo Jimin in a very enthusiastic tone, appealing to the brotherly bond.
Luo Jimin hesitated. Although he was unwilling to cooperate with Huarentang Group, he couldn't decide for the time being because of their strength. After all, having a large group operate this kind of functional beverage would have a much larger scale and effect than his own small-scale operation, and the disaster victims would receive greater help.
Seeing that Luo Jimin was somewhat interested, Luo Jichang immediately pressed his advantage and said, "Third brother, how about this? The group will give you 10% of its shares. This is already the biggest concession. It's only because we are brothers that this arrangement is made. I'll talk to eldest brother. Actually, this is also the old man's idea. He doesn't want to see us brothers not united."
Luo Jimin looked up at Luo Jichang but didn't say anything. At this moment, Cui Haodong interjected, "Huarentang's assets have exceeded 200 million. 10% is 20 million. That's practically free money."