billionaire heir

Chapter 117 Rescue
The little boy's father suddenly had nothing to say, and then he knelt on the ground with the little boy in his arms, and kowtowed three times to Zhang Runze: "Doctor Zhang, I am not human, I am not human! My son is gone, and I have nothing left." Ah! I just want to get some money from you to buy my son a good cemetery so that he won’t suffer so much in his next life. I don’t really want to blackmail you, I didn’t mean it!”

"Haha, haha..." Zhang Runze burst into tears with a smile, his face seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, full of vicissitudes, "Dad Xiaojun, you don't have the money to buy a cemetery for Xiaojun, I'll give it! Last time you said you had no money to pay Xiaojun's tuition, didn't I? Last time, you said you couldn't afford Xiaojun's kindergarten's food expenses, so I wouldn't give it? Money, didn't I give it?"

Hearing Zhang Runze's words, the patients who were queuing up cursed one after another.

"Are you a bastard or not?"

"Repaying kindness with revenge is simply a beast!"

"It doesn't matter if you are poor, even your conscience is eaten by dogs, you deserve to be poor all your life!"

The little boy's father was so scolded that he didn't dare to lift his head, and could only sob in a low voice.

Zhang Runze looked up to the sky and took a deep breath, calming down a little: "I have practiced medicine carefully all my life, and there has never been an accident in which a patient was put to death. I also want to treat patients until they are 80 years old. But Dad Xiaojun, what you do is not only Not only ruined my remaining nearly 20 years of medical practice, but also ruined my benevolence as a doctor!"

"Doctor Zhang, why are you talking nonsense with him, drive him out!"

"Yes, this kind of scum doesn't deserve sympathy at all!"

Everyone scolded the little boy's father angrily. Zhang Runze shook his head with a tired face: "Father Xiaojun, go and find a good cemetery for Xiaojun. I will pay for it. However, this is probably the last time in my life." I will pay this money with the compassion of a doctor. From now on, a patient will be a patient, a doctor will be a doctor, and I will not do anything unnecessary..."

"Grandpa Zhang..." A faint voice was found from the mouth of the unconscious little boy, Zhang Runze's heart trembled suddenly, "Thank you..."

This was the last sentence of the little boy, and after he finished speaking, he completely lost his breath.

Zhang Runze stroked the little boy's face tremblingly, tears instantly blurred his eyes: "Xiaojun, Xiaojun..."

"Son—" the little boy's father also cried with his back to the sky, crying heartbreakingly, "Dad, I'm sorry for you, Dad, I'm sorry for you!"

Everyone present was silent, and their hearts were very complicated.

Poor?Poor, the little boy's father is pitiful, and the little boy is even more pitiful.

Is it hateful?The little boy's father is hateful, but the little boy is not.

Adults are guilty, children are not, this is what everyone present thinks...

The little boy's father left and took the 5 yuan raised by everyone to arrange the little boy's funeral.

Zhang Runze lost the mood to continue his visits, so he asked the patient to leave and either go to the hospital or come back tomorrow.

After closing the outpatient department, Zhang Runze bowed to Zhou Haoxuan: "Mr. Zhou, thank you for saving my life."

Zhou Haoxuan knew what Zhang Runze meant by "fate". Zhang Runze's life was his life to practice medicine.

"It should be said that Xiaojun saved Doctor Zhang's life." Zhou Haoxuan said, "If it weren't for that little boy's last innocent heart, I'm afraid Doctor Zhang would never practice medicine again in his life?"

"Yes." Zhang Runze smiled wryly, "In the end, I still couldn't let go."

"You don't need to let go. Sometimes people live for a belief. It's actually good if you don't let go." Zhou Haoxuan laughed, "You can't possibly hope that you will be hurt, and then be like my medical master, never recover from it?"

Zhang Runze didn't know what to say, so he asked Zhou Haoxuan, "Mr. Zhou, are you here tonight..."

"I bought two ginseng plants and gave it to my wife's uncle as a birthday present." Zhou Haoxuan said, "It just happened to happen, so don't think that I'm meddling in my own business."

"How is it possible?" Zhang Runze said, "Mr. Zhou, I will be angry if you say that! Am I the kind of person who doesn't know what to do?"

"No, it's just a joke." Zhou Haoxuan said, "Since I've already bought something, I'll go first..."

"Wait." Zhang Runze walked into the pharmacy, and a minute later, he took out a thick and big ginseng: "This is a 1-year-old ginseng from Changbai Mountain. Take it as my thank you gift."

"This thing should be worth 10 yuan. It's too expensive, so I can't take it." Zhou Haoxuan wanted to return the ginseng to Zhang Runze, but Zhang Runze suddenly put on a tiger's face and said angrily, "Mr. It seems that my life is not worth the 10 yuan?"

After Zhang Runze said that, Zhou Haoxuan could only accept it: "Okay, then I will not be polite. Doctor Zhang, I'm leaving, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Zhang Runze and Zhou Haoxuan waved their hands and watched Zhou Haoxuan leave.

His disciple Dongzi asked very curiously: "Master, who is this person? It seems that he is very skilled in medicine."

"He is the owner of the prescription you criticized last time." Zhang Runze snorted, "Be more humble in the future, don't pretend to understand!"

Dongzi suddenly blushed and was speechless.

He never imagined that the miracle doctor who was so respected by his master turned out to be a young man who was not a few years older than himself.

Sure enough, people can't be seen!
Zhou Haoxuan returned home with ginseng. Han Zixi glanced at the gift and couldn't help asking curiously, "Why did you buy two boxes, one for one and two for each?"

"The one with two boxes is a gift, and the one with one box is for you." Zhou Haoxuan said, "You work so hard, so naturally I want to keep one for you."

"You still have a little conscience!" Han Zixi snorted twice, Zhou Haoxuan thought she was going to forgive himself, but unexpectedly she stared at her beautiful eyes again, and her voice immediately became much louder, "Don't think that a plant Ginseng can overcome it, if you don't explain your lipstick marks and the smell of perfume on your body clearly, then don't expect me to forgive you!"

Han Zixi returned to the room with the gift box, and closed the door with a "bang".

Zhou Haoxuan was helpless, although his wife looked weak on the outside, in fact, her heart was firmer and more determined than anyone else.

What the outside soft inside just said was his wife Han Zixi, otherwise how could she still survive under the oppression of her mother and younger brother until now?

Zhou Haoxuan thought that he was going to share a bed with his son again tonight, and was about to go to his son's room to sleep, but Han Zixi opened the door again.

"Could it be that Zixi has changed his mind?" Zhou Haoxuan was overjoyed, but Han Zixi brought out a document bag and put it in front of him: "Finish these documents, President Jiang will ask for them within this week."

Looking at such a large file bag, Zhou Haoxuan wanted to cry but had no tears.

He knew that Jiang Yiting wanted to train his wife and gradually train his wife into a business elite who could keep up with him.

But the problem is, now that I have all these "training materials" in my hands, I have no bed and I have to work overtime. Is there any reason for this?

(End of this chapter)