Chapter 106: Relying on Seniority

  After the conflict with Song Paiyu, a specialist from People's Hospital, Chunhua felt triumphant and couldn't help but reveal a happy smile on her face.

  "I don't believe you're more capable than the experts at People's Hospital!" In Wang Chunhua's eyes, Song Paiyu was just a young policeman who thought he knew it all. Each profession has its own expertise, and even if Song Paiyu had a sharp tongue, when it came to actually saving lives, he couldn't compare to the experts at People's Hospital.

  Song Paiyu gave Wang Chunhua a cold glance, but was too lazy to expose her little tricks.

  "Comrade Wang Chunhua, please come with us to the police station!" Lu Haitao took out a pair of handcuffs from his waist and put them on Wang Chunhua's hands, saying with an unpleasant expression.

  Lu Haitao is not a fool, and after hearing the words of those experts at the People's Hospital, he subconsciously retorted with a sentence. Only after speaking did he realize that he had fallen into Wang Chunhua's trap of sowing discord, and his heart suddenly became angry and ashamed.

  "I", why do I have to go to the police station?" After the cold handcuffs were put on her hands, Wang Chunhua's smile immediately froze. She muttered and said, her mind had long since disappeared without a trace. It was only now that she realized she had been blinded by her momentary cleverness with words, but forgot that there was someone else beside her.

  Police

  "What have you done that you don't know yourself, going to someone else's flower shop for no reason and causing trouble, affecting their business. Isn't this a crime? Randomly framing others for murder and theft, isn't this a crime? Causing trouble in someone else's store, isn't this a crime? Just these few crimes are enough to put you behind bars! Lu Haitao coldly snorted, listing out the things Wang Chunhua had done one by one."

  Lu Haitao often did such things, and Wang Chunhua, a small potato, was like an ant in front of him. He thought he could bully her as he pleased, but she actually dared to play tricks on him, which was no different from seeking death.

  Lu Haitao's severe scolding made Wang Chunhua turn pale with fear, her legs weakening. She involuntarily looked at Hua Yuerong with pleading eyes, now the only one who could help her.

  "Brother Lu, my sister was just anxious about her parents' health and lost control, it was an unintentional mistake. Can't you let this slide?" Hua Yuerong hesitated for a moment after meeting Wang Chunhua's pleading gaze, then softly begged Lu Haitao.

  "Yes, I didn't mean to." Hearing Hua Yuerong defend herself, Wang Chunhua breathed a sigh of relief and grasped Lu Haitao's arm, shaking it. "Officer, please forgive me this once, I won't dare again."

  "Did I let you speak?" Lu Haitao was dizzy from being shaken by Wang Chunhua, but Hua Yuexiang didn't bother to pursue the matter with Wang Chunhua anymore. He naturally felt relieved and light, as every minute he spent with a woman like Wang Chunhua made him feel uncomfortable all over.

  "This time I'll let you off, but if there's a next time, don't think it will be so easy."

  Lu Haitao said with a bad temper as he opened Wang Chunhua's palm.

  Wang Chunhua hastily nodded in agreement, her face no longer daring to show even a hint of dissatisfaction.

  The case should have ended here, and Lu Haitao and Song Paiyu could have returned to the police station. However, since Song Paiyu had previously said that he could cure Huayue Rong's illness, he thought of going to the hospital to see the specific symptoms of the two elderly people before prescribing medicine. Lu Haitao and Wang Wenjie also wanted to see the excitement, so they followed him to the People's Hospital.

  Five little men formed a strange combination and arrived together at the entrance of the People's Hospital.

  Hua Yuerong led the way, half a shoulder ahead of Song Paiyu, who was walking in front. Wang Chunhua followed behind Song Paiyu, while Lu Haitao and Wang Wenjie flanked her on either side, as if escorting a prisoner.

  Hua Yue's tall and slender figure was clad in a light yellow dress, with a cowhide belt as wide as a palm tied around her waist, which accentuated her slim waist. Her mature and beautiful face had a hint of fatigue and melancholy, while her captivating eyes hid a faint sadness. She occasionally glanced at Song Paiyu, her face filled with concern.

  Hua Yue Rong's father-in-law stayed in the People's Hospital for two periods of time, and Hua Yue Rong ran around taking care of him every day. She naturally knew how terrible nose cancer was. Many experts at the People's Hospital were not optimistic about the treatment of nasopharyngeal carcinoma, so how could Song Pai Yu possibly completely cure her father-in-law? So when Hua Yue Rong heard on the internet that Song Pai Yu said he could cure his father-in-law, she got excited for a moment and then calmed down.

  Hua Yue Rong's heart was actually very conflicted. On the one hand, she worried that Song Pai Yu wouldn't be able to cure her father-in-law and mother-in-law properly and would be ridiculed by others. On the other hand, she hoped that Song Pai Yu could really cure her father-in-law and mother-in-law so that the two elderly people wouldn't have to suffer from illness anymore.

  "Could he really cure his father-in-law and mother-in-law?" Seeing Song Paiyu's face still wearing a confident and calm smile, Hua Yue Rong's conviction in her heart wavered.

  Song Paiyu naturally noticed the occasional glances from Hua Yuexiang, but due to the presence of many people around him, when he met Hua Yuexiang's beautiful eyes, he just nodded and smiled without saying much.

  Hua Yue Rong bid farewell to everyone after bringing Song Tuo Yu and his group to the ward where her father-in-law and mother-in-law were, and went straight for a physical examination.

  A few minutes later when Huayue Rong came back again, her face looked a bit unsightly because unfortunately she was caught by Baipai Yu's words and really got a nosebleed.

  "It's okay. Your nosebleed is just an early sign, it's easy to treat." Seeing the deep fear in Miao Wuji's eyes, Song Yu couldn't help but comfort him.

  When Huayue Rong went for a physical examination, Song Youyu had already manipulated the true energy to check the nasal snow symptoms of Huayue Rong's father and mother. He found that the hospital's diagnosis was not accurate, and the two elderly people were not in the early stage of nasopharyngeal carcinoma, but rather in the late stage of nasal snow disease. If they followed the doctor's advice to use radiation therapy for treatment, it would definitely have no effect at all.

  Nasal cancer usually has three conventional treatment methods: radiotherapy, chemotherapy and surgery. Fortunately, Huayue Rong's nasal cancer was detected early. Using traditional Chinese medicine to activate blood circulation, soften and disperse hard lumps, clear heat and detoxify, inhibit and kill the residual cancer cells in the body, and then use traditional Chinese medicine hot compresses to penetrate the skin and muscle layers to reach the tumor, stimulating a reaction that can easily control and cure the disease.

  However, the two elderly people were in trouble. Radiotherapy and chemotherapy had a poor sensitivity to nasal snow, and the recurrence rate was high, making it difficult to cure completely. Given the physical condition of the two elderly people, asking them to undergo surgery would be tantamount to taking their lives.

  "Hey kid, you can talk big outside, but once you're in the hospital, watch your mouth. If you really think nasal snow is easy to treat, why did you bring your family member here? You could have just treated them at home." Just as Song Yu finished speaking, a dissatisfied voice sounded in his ear.

  Song Paiyu looked up and saw that it was one of the experts who had gone to Hua Yuexiang's house to detect the air earlier.

  This expert was also very angry, the nasal snow cases that appeared in Jinyang City were not a few, but there were very few elderly people like Huayue Rong's husband and wife at such an advanced age. This made it difficult for the hospital to treat them even if they wanted to. If they were cured, it would be easy to say, but if they weren't, it would only damage the hospital's reputation. Therefore, the expert group studied for a long time and still couldn't come up with a suitable treatment plan. The members of the expert group were all holding their breath, and at this time, the patient's family was still talking nonsense on the side.

  Song glanced at the expert's badge and turned around to say to the nurse inside the house, "Trouble you to help with the discharge procedures!"

  "Ah!" Hearing Song Paiyu's words, Hua Yuexiang couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. This was too absurd! How could he say something so ridiculous and expect to just leave the hospital?

  Although she let out a cry of surprise and her face was full of anxiety, she didn't make a sound, but instead quietly observed the development of the situation.

  "Sir, are you really going to help these two elderly people with their discharge procedures? The little nurse saw Song Paiyu speak up. The others didn't object, she confirmed."

  "Ah, trouble!" Song Taiyu nodded, his face very certain.

  "What nonsense! You're treating the hospital like an amusement park, coming and going as you please. Have you ever considered the feelings of the elderly? Have you ever worried about their physical condition?"

  The expert who spoke was Liu Deyuan, 63 years old this year. He is a high-paid nasal specialist at People's Hospital and has been working hard for the illness of Huayue Rong's parents recently. At this time, seeing Song Paiyu wanting to help the two elderly people with discharge procedures because of his own temper, he naturally became very angry. "Paiyu, it's better not to be discharged, after all, People's Hospital is the only authoritative hospital in Jinyang City for nasal diseases." Huayue Rong also thought that Song Paiyu was going to handle the discharge procedure because of a fit of anger. She looked anxious and hastily grabbed Song Paiyu's hand, saying anxiously.

  Song Paiyu gazed at the tender and white hand in his palm, soft and cool to the touch. The pale fingers were slightly raised in the middle, with sharp fingertips and semi-transparent pink nails that sparkled brightly, extremely beautiful. Hua Yuerong was staring at Song Paiyu, responding to herself, when she suddenly lifted her head and saw that Song Paiyu's eyes were fixed on her hand. She hastily withdrew her hand, feeling flustered and embarrassed, unable to bear the gaze of Song Paiyu's eyes.

  After being scolded by Liu Deyuan, Song Fayu's anger dissipated. No matter what, this Liu Deyuan had a good character despite his quick temper. There was no need to argue with someone who took things so seriously.

  Seeing Song Pa's face ease up, Liu De-yuan smiled and continued to educate: "Young people should have a smaller temper and consider the elderly more."

  Liu Deyuan was teaching Song Paiyu with an air of seniority, feeling extremely comfortable in his heart and wearing a happy smile on his face.

  "Pa Yu, you came to the hospital and didn't even greet me. Are you afraid I won't treat you well?" Liu De-yuan's words hadn't finished yet when he heard a familiar voice. This voice belonged to none other than Ting Jie, the director of People's Hospital.

  Just as Liu Deyuan was about to greet Ting Jie with respect, he was stunned to see Ting Jie walk up to the young man he had taught with a warm smile on his face, half-bowing and shaking hands with him, speaking in an inexplicably humble tone.

  Sorry for the delay. I had a high fever today, feeling dizzy and lethargic, just finished updating after getting back from the hospital, so there are only two updates today, definitely more tomorrow. Thank you to An Ye Wu, Jun Zi Bu Ru, Wu Di Ren Shuai Ge, Feng Tian Huan, Mu Cheng San friends for their rewards, thank you to all the brothers and sisters who have been supporting with monthly tickets, too many names to list one by one, Jing Ye remembers them in heart, extremely touched, continuing to ask for monthly ticket support, just as a little encouragement for Jing Ye's writing while sick.

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