Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Jiang Cheng remembered a classic line from the movie "Dying to Survive": "Having a disease but no medicine is a natural disaster; having medicine but not being able to afford it is a man-made disaster."

In this world, there is a disease that can never be cured, and that is poverty.

In this situation, if you were born in a wealthy family, as long as the disease can be cured with money, it would not be a problem.

However, for ordinary families, although some diseases can be cured, they have no money. This is an insurmountable chasm. Apart from waiting for death to come, there seems to be no other way out.

Although Jiang Cheng was not a kind person, he still had compassion.

Under the influence of his mind perception skills, Jiang Cheng felt deeply this powerless yet deep fatherly love, and was deeply moved.

Just a moment ago, he had already decided to pay for the father and daughter.

He grew up under the love and care of his father.

Jiang Cheng knew that if he were faced with this situation one day, Jiang Jianming would definitely be like the middle-aged man in front of him and would give up his dignity to save him.

Jiang Cheng also suddenly thought of the task issued by the system in the morning.

Although he initially helped not to complete the mission.

But at this moment, it all seems to be perfectly in line with the requirements of the mission.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's statement, Shen Lang immediately gave him a thumbs-up and said with admiration: "Brother Cheng, my admiration for you is as endless as the surging river..."

Seeing that Shen Lang was about to start flattering him again, Jiang Cheng immediately waved his hand and interrupted him.

Then, Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and gently waved it in the direction behind him.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's action, several people present subconsciously turned their heads to look behind them.

Not long after, an inconspicuous middle-aged man quickly walked towards them from a distance of about ten meters.

After the middle-aged man came in front of Jiang Cheng, he said to him respectfully: "Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Cheng glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him, then pointed at the middle-aged man next to him and ordered, "Drive the car over here and take this uncle to the children's hospital in front."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately responded: "Yes!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man immediately took out a black pager from his pocket to contact other people.

Seeing Jiang Cheng go out with bodyguards by his side, the people present couldn't help but look at each other, secretly surprised.

Especially the middle-aged man who was rescued felt extremely surprised and honored at this moment.

He waved his hands towards Jiang Cheng to express his gratitude and said, "My benefactor, please don't bother me. I can walk there by myself. It's not far anyway..."

After saying that, the middle-aged man even looked a little embarrassed. He hesitated for a moment and continued, "I...I haven't taken a shower for several days. I'm worried that it will dirty your car."

Jiang Cheng did not pretend to comfort the middle-aged man.

Instead, he turned his gaze to the little girl carried by the middle-aged man and asked with concern, "What's wrong with her?"

"Acute myeloid leukemia. I'm not from Kyoto, I came from Henan Province. At first I thought she just had a fever. She was treated in a small clinic in our area for more than half a month but didn't get better. Later I took her to the town for treatment. The hospital took a blood test and found that her white blood cell count was low. The doctor thought it was caused by the fever and continued to treat her conservatively."

After saying this, the man's voice was filled with despair and self-blame.

"Later, the condition got worse and worse. We went to the hematology department and then they let us go to the city hospital for treatment. We were treated in the city hospital for more than a year, but it didn't get better. Finally, the doctor had no choice but to transfer us to another hospital. After we came to Kyoto, the doctor said that the disease had been delayed for too long. If we had come earlier, the child would not have been so difficult to treat."

After saying that, the man broke down and cried, his tears rolling down like beads from a broken string.

His words immediately filled the scene with a sad atmosphere again.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the little girl with a yellow and blue face behind him.

"It's all my fault. I have no education and no judgment. I just did whatever the hospital said. I never thought of bringing her to a big city for treatment. It's my fault that she was delayed."

"I spent more than 200,000 yuan on treatment for a year. I even bought a house and sold my harvester in the field. But I didn't expect that I didn't find the right hospital for my child."

"I have to start chemotherapy now, and each session costs tens of thousands of dollars. No one answered my calls when my relatives at home called... I really have no choice."

This is the huge gap between rural and urban medical care.

The most advanced testing instruments, the most professional doctors and the most cutting-edge treatment technologies are inevitably concentrated in large hospitals in first-tier cities.

This gap is not only reflected in medical equipment and technology, but also in the cognitive level of patients and their families.

In rural areas, many people may not understand the severity of some diseases or lack the conditions to seek better treatment options.

This can easily lead to misdiagnosis, delayed treatment and other problems.

Moreover, most hospitals will not directly refer you to the most authoritative hospitals.

Generally, you will be treated in your own hospital first, and only when there is no other way will you be sent directly to a higher-level hospital.

For him, he had given everything to save his child, but the treatment was delayed because he chose an unprofessional hospital.

Used up all my savings.

As for the darkness in medical care.

It can only be summed up in one sentence: "Treating minor illnesses slowly and delaying treating major illnesses."

Oh no.

It is "Minor illnesses don't need to be treated, and major illnesses cannot be cured."

Soon, a Red Flag car and a Rolls-Royce drove out of the alley.

Seeing this scene, Shen Lang couldn't help but give Jiang a thumbs up: "Brother Cheng, six."

"Okay, didn't you just say you're a know-it-all in Kyoto?"

Shen Lang was very smart and knew that Jiang Cheng must have something for him to do.

He was originally a person who paid close attention to gossip.

The news of spending millions at the OT bar last night has already spread throughout the circle of rich second-generations.

And just now, a discussion about rich and poor has been sparked again on the Internet.

The reason is that [Bugatti Sound of the Dark Night? ? Only one in the world, appeared on the streets of Beijing? ? Rich second generation showing off wealth late at night, claiming to have a strong background? May I ask if the source of funds is clean? ? ]

The discussion under this hot search seems to have its own internet trolls, which constantly direct public opinion towards the label of rich second generation.

Because of this incident, the rich second-generation boss of Xingchen once again became a hot topic. It can be said that in the past six months, Jiang Cheng has been no more high-profile than Wang Congcong.

The only difference is that even if it is a hot search, it will be removed very quickly, and the photos of Jiang Cheng are either inaccessible or very blurry.

So much so that when Shen Lang saw Jiang Cheng press the Voice of Dark Night, he knew who Jiang Cheng was.

At this moment, he wished that Jiang Cheng would have something to ask him to do.

Rather than flattering Jiang Cheng dryly here, he wanted to play with him.

It would be better to help Jiang Cheng and allow the two of them to have some real interaction.

At this moment, Shen Lang only felt that Jiang Cheng was giving him the opportunity to get closer to each other.

He immediately patted his chest and assured, "Of course. I dare say that in Kyoto, as long as it does not involve some sensitive and confidential matters, there is nothing I don't know."