"Okay, no problem." Henry agreed without thinking. He was very good at investment. The investment of one million dollars was very simple in Henry's eyes, and the analysis of pros and cons was also very easy.
Hearing Henry's answer, the Amity squinted and smiled. "Brother Henry, thank you. My second uncle and the others will arrive today. Maybe they will talk about it at dinner time. You can go with me then."
Henry made an OK gesture to the Amity.
Henry was walking with the Amity toward the hotel when he received a phone call from President Ma.
As soon as the phone was picked up, the anxious voice of President Ma sounded on the phone. "Little master, come to the hospital quickly. We're in trouble."
"Trouble?" Hearing this, Henry felt that this matter had something to do with the middle-aged woman in the morning. "Okay, I'll come now."
"Thank you, little master."
After hanging up the phone, Henry told Amity that they would get in touch for dinner, and then he went to the hospital.
When he arrived at the hospital, the father and daughter who Henry had treated in the morning had already left. The other side left a business card and asked President Ma to give it to Henry. At the same time, they asked President Ma to tell Henry that if he needed help, he could contact them.
Those who traded antiques like them usually had a solid background, so they must have had a few hundred million yuan in their bank account.
However, Henry just accepted the business card casually without paying attention to the name. If Henry really had to find someone to help him, it would mean that the whole world would be in trouble.
Under the guidance of President Ma, Henry came to the ward.
As soon as he pushed open the door of the ward, the scene in the room shocked Henry.
The whole ward was full of people in black. They were all strong men in suits, and there was even one person in casual clothes, who was constantly yelling at the doctors in the ward with a sense of official prestige.
The doctors all lowered their heads and didn't dare to say a word.
When the door of the ward was opened by Henry, all the people in the room focused their eyes on Henry at this moment.
President Ma immediately made an introduction. "Come on. little master. let me introduce them to you. This is Director Fan of the Yinzhou City Sanity Bureau. Director Fan, this is Dr. Zhang, the highly- skilled doctor. Even Master Lewis Yan thinks his medical skills are inferior to his. He is absolutely the best of the younger generation."
"Oh." Henry nodded indifferently.
Director Fan looked Henry up and down from head to toe with a scrutinizing look, and then said, "I heard that you can save people?"
Director Fan's gaze and attitude made Henry very unhappy. He asked back, "Does it have anything to do with you?"
Director Fan snorted and said, "Boy, do you know who you are talking to? Believe it or not, I'll cancel your Physician's Qualification Certificate!"
"I know." Henry nodded. "You are an official, but I'm sorry. I don't have a Physician's Qualification Certificate."
"You provoke me?" Director Fan narrowed his eyes, feeling that he was not angry but powerful. The doctors standing next to him did not dare to look at him.
"Well, when you talk to the doctor, be careful with Your tone." At this time, a voice sounded on the side of the bed.
Those strong men in black standing in front of the hospital bed separated to the left and right so that Henry could see who was talking. This was a man in his fifties, wearing a black tunic suit, and a jade thumb ring on his left thumb. His face was ruddy.
As soon as the middle-aged man opened his mouth. Director Fan immediately closed his mouth and greeted respectfully, "President Zhao."
President Zhao, who was sitting on the side of the bed, stood up at this moment and walked toward Henry. "Young doctor, although I don't know medical skills, I also know the truth in the doctor's heart. Now the patient is lying in front of you, and you can cure him. Why don't you treat him?"
"Ha." Henry chuckled. "Somebody said I can't cure him."
President Zhao smiled slightly. "It turns out that the young doctor is angry. Well, let me make the person who disrespected you apologize."
After President Zhao said that, he turned to look at the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman looked a little embarrassed. "Second brother, why should I apologize to him? There are so many capable people in this world."
"There are many capable people, but how long do you think the third brother can survive?" President Zhao played with the thumb ring on his left hand and said, "Apologize.'
"I..." There was a struggle on the middle- aged woman's face.
"Quickly, apologize", President Zhao said again.
"Second brother, I..." The middle-aged woman was unwilling to say those words in the morning. Now she had to apologize to a junior in front of so many people. What a shame!
"Apologize!" President Zhao, who had always been calm, suddenly shouted and raised his voice.
This sound scared the middle-aged woman and she didn't dare to say anything more. She walked to Henry and whispered, "l'm sorry.'
"What?" Henry used his right thumb to clean his ears. "There must be something in my ear. I didn't hear you."
President Zhao stood aside, and his voice calmed down again. "Speak louder".
"l'm sorry!" The middle-aged woman shouted, and her face was full of embarrassment.
"Apologize to who? What do you mean?" Henry asked with a playful look.
The middle-aged woman frowned. "Don't go too far!"
"Oh." Henry nodded, turned his head and was about to leave.
President Zhao spoke again, "Be more sincere.'
The middle-aged woman glanced around subconsciously and took a deep breath. "Young doctor, I'm sorry. I was rude in the morning. I shouldn't have said that."
"Well. that's not bad." Henry nodded with satisfaction.
After the middle-aged woman finished her words, she immediately went into the crowd. Such an apology made her feel very embarrassed.
President Zhao took a few steps forward and said, "Young doctor, are you satisfied now? Can you help me to save my third brother?"
"It's still a little difficult." Henry frowned slightly. "President Zhao, right? You know, I don't have a Physician's Qualification Certificate. Now Director Fan is here. I'm afraid that it's not in line with the rules for me to practice medicine in front of him."
President Zhao looked at Director Fan.
Director Fan quickly waved his hand. "There are no rules. You can rest assured that you can treat the patient."
"Okay." Henry walked to the bedside and looked at the middle-aged man lying on the bed. He was completely in a coma now, with an oxygen mask on his face.
Henry sighed, shook his head, and walked to the side.
Henry's action made President Zhao's heart sink. He quickly asked, "Young doctor, how is my third younger brother now?"
As for the patient's condition, the hospital had already given a report that the toxin was spreading in his body and could not be cured, so President Zhao and others were so anxious.
The corners of Henry's mouth curled up.
"He's in good condition. As long as he can be detoxified, he will wake up".
Hearing Henry's words, President Zhao's face showed a hint of joy. "Then, please save him, young doctor".
"Save him? Who said I'm going to treat him?" Henry asked with a puzzled look.