After saying this, Niu Chunhua knelt down on the ground, prompting Old Man Wen to rush to stop her and help her up.
Lin Yao stood coldly to the side, neither speaking nor moving. He noticed the way Niu Chunhua's eyes darted around before she started her emotional outburst, and thought to himself that this woman, like his husband, was a manipulative and scheming person. He couldn't let her fool him; pity wasn't for this kind of person.
"Xiao Lin!" Old Wen helped Niu Chunhua up, then turned to glare at Lin Yao. At this point, he no longer had any goodwill towards Lin Yao as before, and in this situation, he also thought Lin Yao was cold-blooded.
"Grandpa Wen, I won't get treatment." Lin Yao's voice was soft, but resolute.
"Why?" Old Wen was even angrier. "Doctors are like parents; saving lives is their responsibility. How could you say such a thing?!"
“I know this patient; I’ve met him a few times.” Lin Yao’s words were indifferent, as if he hadn’t heard Old Wen’s rebuke. “Min Hong’s current predicament is all thanks to him. He rallied distributors from all over the country to block Min Hong and prevent anyone from selling our medicines. I will not treat him.”
"Xiao Lin! First, there's another matter. As a doctor, you must set aside your role as a patient and just do your job. There's no need to make so many demands," Old Wen said righteously and sternly. "If everyone thought like you, wouldn't all doctors become mercenary and petty people? Treating only those who are good to you is not the virtue of a doctor!"
"Old Wen, let me finish." Lin Yao didn't continue calling him grandfather. He was angry at being scolded without even knowing what happened. "If a serial killer asked you to save him, and he would kill more innocent people after you saved him, would you help him or not?"
“That’s irrelevant. There’s no serial killer here.” Old Wen’s tone was somewhat urgent. “As doctors, we should only see one kind of people: patients. No matter what their identity or status is, they are all our patients, and we have a responsibility to help them.”
“I don’t think so.” Lin Yao immediately refuted Elder Wen’s point of view. “A doctor should not only heal the body, but also the mind and the world.”
“Treating the sick and saving lives is just the surface. In fact, the evil in people’s hearts and the cancer in society are also a kind of disease. I can’t help the bad people and let the good people suffer.” Lin Yao emphasized his tone and his attitude became more and more resolute. “I accept your point of view, but I don’t agree with it. It is the responsibility of doctors to help the world and save people. My understanding of helping the world is to make efforts that have a positive impact on society. Saving people means saving ordinary people, not just sick people.”
"You may be familiar with him, but I'm sure you don't know much about Ma Yibiao. Let me tell you." Lin Yao looked directly into Wen Lao's eyes. "Ma Yibiao used to be very poor, but he was very clever and ruthless. Through a series of means, he bankrupted fifteen pharmaceutical companies, colluded with some powerful figures to seize other people's property, and even forced two families to their deaths. A few years ago in Liangshan Prefecture, he used contract traps to harm the interests of thousands of herb farmers, leaving them with nothing after years of hard work, not even recovering their costs. He also used his connections in the underworld to rape a young girl, causing her to become pregnant and drown herself."
"Even if I disregard his methods towards Minhong, I will absolutely not help such a person!" Lin Yao stated his final decision. "Old Wen, you may find it hard to understand and accept this principle, but it exists and will continue to exist. You will soon see what I'm about to say. Our family's principles for conduct will be the same from now on. Even if someone like Ma Yibiao dies of illness at the gate of Minhong's factory, we will absolutely not lend a helping hand, even if we are criticized and cursed by the people of the whole country."
"You..." Old Wen pointed at Lin Yao, his fingers trembling slightly, too excited to speak.
As a traditional doctor, he had never really thought about these things. After decades of dedicated study in medicine, the coldness and warmth of human relationships had become distant to him. Except for the unsatisfactory performance of his sons, which occasionally made him think about humanity, he only had patients, medical cases, and medical knowledge in his eyes.
This is a pure person, a pure healer. You can't call such a person pedantic or intellectually challenged; you can only say they are simple-minded. And it is often these simple-minded people who are at the forefront of their respective fields. Someone who is overly influenced by external circumstances cannot become a leader in a technological field. Only pure thought can allow an individual's skills to advance to the greatest extent.
Lin Yao's words were correct and made sense, but they were difficult for Old Wen to accept and let go of. His beliefs, which he had held for decades, wouldn't change because of Lin Yao's words, even though hearing these inside stories and new ideas today had greatly moved him.
"Professor Wen..." Niu Chunhua called out softly and sadly from the side, but the effect was greatly diminished by her gold and diamond ornaments all over her body.
As for Lin Yao, he had no sympathy for the woman, and even less sympathy for Ma Yibiao lying in the hospital bed.
I won't get treatment! I simply won't get treatment!
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Chapter 223 Minhong's Welfare
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Zhang Yunan has arrived in Chengdu. He has finally arrived in Chengdu to report to Minhong.
Upon hearing the news, Lin Yao rushed back and quietly looked at the boy. He was thin and quiet, with long hair that looked a little messy. A pair of thick black-rimmed glasses made him look like a homebody. His complexion was a little pale, and only his bright eyes showed his intelligence.
"Welcome to Chengdu." Lin Yao's tone was flat, and his smile was forced. Before coming, he had heard his father, Luo Jimin, inform him on the phone that the boy had not confirmed his application for the position of manager of the Minhong Rescue Network Affairs Department, but had specifically requested to see Lin Yao, which made him very uncomfortable.
"What brings you here? Just tell me what you want. I am Lin Yao." Lin Yao barely suppressed his displeasure and spoke kindly to Zhang Yunan.
After all, he was recommended by Gou Xiaogou, so he couldn't be too disrespectful, at least not in his attitude; otherwise, he would be disrespecting Gou Xiaogou.
Surely someone valued by China's top hacker must be quite capable, right? This person might have some unique traits; let's hear what he has to say.
Lin Yao made his decision, remaining calm and composed, as immovable as a mountain.
"Hello, it's nice to meet you." Zhang Yunan hesitated for a moment, then gave up the idea of getting up to shake hands with Lin Yao. He was not familiar with this kind of interpersonal communication and felt that shaking hands with Lin Yao would be awkward.
As someone deeply passionate about technology, Zhang Yunan, like many people with a strong sense of purpose, focuses intently on technical matters and has an innate fear of dealing with people. Besides, he thinks that shaking hands with young people when they meet these days is just too outdated.
Lin Yao's youth shocked Zhang Yunan. He hadn't expected that someone so highly praised by his junior, well, not even from the same school, Gou Xiaogou, would be so young and handsome. Of course, the last scenario is meaningless.
In Zhang Yunan's impression, although Gou Xiaogou's technical skills were not very good, he had a lot of ideas and a good understanding of the IT industry. Occasionally, a few of his remarks would even be about the key research areas in the IT industry. It can be seen that this junior, Gou Xiaogou, has always been very passionate about the IT industry. The only regret is that he lacks talent.
This is the kind of thoughtful, proud, and self-respecting Gou Xiaogou who, when introducing himself to a job, spoke highly of Lin Yao—a level of admiration far exceeding what a proud person could achieve. This was also a major reason why Zhang Yunan was willing to give up lucrative positions in big cities like Shanghai and agree to work in Chengdu instead.
Minhong Pharmaceutical's good reputation was one factor, and the salary offered by Minhong was no less than that in Shanghai was another, but the most important reason was curiosity about Lin Yao.
Young people choose their careers. Sometimes the reasons for their choices are absurd, even illogical, but this phenomenon exists and is quite common.
Seeing that Zhang Yunan remained silent, as if he were a block of wood, Lin Yao's patience began to wear thin. "Mr. Zhang, what do you want to say to me?"
"Ah!" Zhang Yunan was interrupted from his thoughts. He jumped up and down in his chair, then awkwardly readjusted his posture. He was a little embarrassed. "This..."
"Well, let me first explain why I haven't been to Chengdu for so long." Zhang Yunan gritted his teeth and insisted on speaking. He suddenly felt a great deal of pressure emanating from Lin Yao, who didn't look much older than him. It was heavy and even surpassed the pressure he felt from the professional managers of the branch offices of large international companies when he worked in Shanghai. This made him feel a little nervous, and for the first time, he went against his usual principles and began to explain his behavior.
“When I was about to graduate, a major tragedy struck my family. My father was diagnosed with silicosis, and his condition was very serious, which is why I couldn’t report on it in time.” Zhang Yunan’s mood instantly sombered, his face filled with heartache. “To allow my sister and me to continue our studies, my father worked in a small factory in our hometown. The working conditions there were extremely harsh, with very high levels of dust.”
“I didn’t start working outside to earn money until my sophomore year, so I didn’t have to ask my family for money anymore. I even started sending money home in my junior year so my father wouldn’t have to work and could go back to farming.” Zhang Yunan’s voice grew sadder and sadder. “But it was too late by then. My father’s health had already collapsed. After nearly a year, he couldn’t take it anymore and was hospitalized before graduation.”
“To be honest with you, the reason I’m here is because of the salary you offered. My family desperately needs money.” Zhang Yunan looked up at Lin Yao, his eyes filled with determination and pleading. “I hope to get an advance on some of the money so that my father can be transferred abroad for treatment.”
"What level?" Lin Yao asked directly without wasting any words.
“Level III, and the most severe type of Level III.” Zhang Yunan was puzzled. How could the young Lin Yao know about silicosis? Even though Minhong was a pharmaceutical company, it didn’t mean that the CEO’s son should have medical knowledge.