"Ah, Mr. Ming, Mr. Yun!" Dugu Li was surprised to see them and quickly smiled. "You've come. Why didn't you inform me earlier? I could have welcomed you downstairs."
"Knowing that you're busy, how could we dare to trouble you?" The middle-aged man waved his hand. "But I've had a cough this morning, so I'd trouble Director Dugu to take a look at me."
"With so many people here, let's all consult my father together." Ming Sen glanced at the office and, seeing several experts inside, arrogantly ordered, as if the hospital belonged to his family.
"This..." Dugu Li hesitated. If it were any other time, he wouldn't dare to say a word of refusal, but now he needed to find Lin Ming.
"What's wrong? Director Dugu unwilling?" Ming Sen sneered. "It seems that the words of our Ming family aren't effective here!"
"No, no!" Dugu Li felt extremely frustrated inside but kept a smile on his face. "How could it be? Please come in quickly!"
With that, Dugu Li turned to Dr. Chen. "Qin Chen, go to the finance department and get one hundred thousand Yuan to give to Lin Ming. And make sure to keep him here. If he leaves, don't bother coming back!"
"Yes, Director. I'll make sure to complete the task." Dr. Chen's face turned pale. He agreed and hurried to the finance department.
In Dugu Li's office, a temporary team of experts began examining Ming Zheng.
Given Ming Zheng's status, hearing that he was unwell, everyone didn't dare to neglect him. They conducted a thorough examination and came to the conclusion that it was just a common cold and cough. A few days of medication would suffice.
Since there was nothing serious, Ming Zheng didn't want to stay any longer and headed straight for the elevator with Ming Sen.
On the other side, after Dr. Chen got the money, he found Lin Ming.
"Dr. Lin, here's your one hundred thousand Xingxuan!" Dr. Chen smiled ingratiatingly.
"Thank you." Lin Ming took the money indifferently, not bothering to engage in small talk. He grabbed Qin Xingxuan's hand and prepared to leave.
"Dr. Lin, you can't leave!" Dr. Chen cried out in despair.
"Why?" Lin Ming frowned.
"It was my mistake earlier. I shouldn't have doubted your medical skills. I apologize to you, but you mustn't leave. Otherwise, I'll be in big trouble..." Dr. Chen pleaded.
"It has nothing to do with me. You're on your own." Lin Ming hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind and continued to walk out.
It wasn't that he didn't want to help Dr. Chen, but the man's medical ethics were questionable. Keeping such a person in the medical system would be detrimental to others.
"Oh no!" Dr. Chen's legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground.
As Lin Ming and Qin Xingxuan reached the elevator, they heard a stern voice.
"Get out!" Lin Ming turned around and saw a haughty young man and a formidable middle-aged man. These two were none other than Ming Sen and Ming Zheng.
"What do you mean? Can't I take this elevator?" Lin Ming frowned.
"You're not qualified to share an elevator with us." Ming Sen's expression was full of disdain and contempt.
"Isn't this a public elevator in the hospital, not your house?" Lin Ming retorted, displeased.
"From now on, it's not a public elevator anymore; it's our private elevator," arrogantly declared Ming Sen.
"Alright, Qin Yun, let them come up," Ming Zhengzhong waved his hand.
"But dad, what if these country bumpkins dirty the air here? If there's any infectious disease, it will be even more troublesome. Your health is precious; we can't be careless!" Ming Sen expressed his concerns.
"You're the one who's sick. Judging by your appearance, you probably won't live for more than two months!" Lin Ming glanced at Ming Sen and sneered.
"What did you say? Do you know who I am? Do you dare to threaten me?" Ming Sen erupted in anger.
Lin Ming was about to retort when Qin Yu pulled him aside and said, "Let it go, QinMing. Let's take another elevator."
"I hope one day you won't come begging to me," Lin Ming snorted coldly, then left with Qin Yu.
They took another elevator and left the hospital.
Just as Lin Ming and Qin Yu exited the hospital gates, Ming Sen and his father also descended from another elevator.
As they were about to leave, they saw Dugu Li leading a group of people rushing out from the stairwell, as if they were chasing someone.
"Dugu Director, what are you doing?" Ming Sen asked puzzledly.
"What 'Lin Divine Doctor'? When did your hospital have a divine doctor surnamed Lin?" Ming Sen inquired.
"It's a young man with short hair, very spirited, just dressed a bit shabby. He was accompanied by a beautiful woman..." Dugu Li explained.
Upon hearing this, Ming Sen immediately thought of Lin Ming and sneered, "So you mean that kid. Next time I see him, I'll teach him a lesson."
"What's wrong? Do you and Lin Divine Doctor have some conflict?" Dugu Li was shocked.
"That little brat just said I'm sick and won't live more than two months," Ming Sen gritted his teeth.
"Did he really say that?" Dugu Li was surprised and carefully examined Ming Sen but couldn't discern anything.
"Do you think I would lie to you?" Ming Sen said angrily.
"In that case, I suggest you get checked," Dugu Li advised cautiously.
"What do you mean? Do you think I'm sick too? I think you're the one who's sick," Ming Sen glared coldly at Dugu Li before walking away.
Dugu Li didn't have time to deal with them. He looked around at the hospital entrance but couldn't find Lin Ming and Qin Yu. Feeling disappointed, he was about to return when he heard a scream.
He turned towards the source of the sound and saw Ming Sen bleeding profusely from his nose, collapsing to the ground.
Dugu Li was startled, and he quickly instructed someone to take Ming Sen to the emergency department, accompanying him throughout the examination.
Soon, when the results came out, everyone was dumbfounded.
"Brain cancer?"
Upon seeing the diagnosis, Ming Sen felt like his head was about to explode, completely stunned.
"How is this possible? How could I have brain cancer? You must have made a mistake!" Ming Sen screamed frantically.
"We, the expert team, confirmed the results several times before I dared to come..." Dugu Li said helplessly.
Ming Zhengzhong's face also darkened, but he knew that if Dugu Li didn't have full confidence, he wouldn't say it.
Since Dugu Li said so, the condition must be real.
He had only one son, who was supposed to inherit his business empire. He never expected him to be diagnosed with such a terminal illness!
However, having experienced many ups and downs, he quickly calmed down and comforted, "Qinyun, don't worry. With the advancement of medical technology, cancer is not incurable. You must have faith!"
Afterwards, Ming Zhengzhong turned to Dugu Li and asked, "Director Dugu, is there any solution?"
"Treatment for cancer usually involves surgery or chemotherapy. However, the location of Young Master Yun's tumor is quite special, and the surgical risk is extremely high, so we can only opt for conservative treatment..." Dugu Li cautiously explained.