"Fucking hell, watch your damn mouth," the bald doctor cursed as he wiped a large bead of sweat from his forehead.
The young girl sobbed as she pulled out a manila folder from her bag, "This is the police autopsy report. It clearly shows it was your misdiagnosis that caused this, and yet you have the audacity to..."
Her words drew the attention and murmurs of the people around, enraging the bald doctor completely.
With veins popping out on his forehead, he barked, "Security, snatch that report and kick this bastard out."
The girl burst into loud wails as several security guards roughly grabbed her arms and pulled her out.
"How can you do this," Su Wen reacted instinctively, moving forward to intervene.
What kind of ability is it to bully a young girl like that?
"Wen," at that moment, Zhang Cuilan grabbed Su Wen's arm and shook her head.
"Better not to make more trouble for yourself, don't stir up discomfort," Zhang Cuilan said, firmly pulling Su Wen's arm to leave the scene.
Su Wen wanted to say something but held back with a sigh.
She was right.
After all, the main purpose of coming to the hospital today was to accompany Zhang Cuilan for her examination. There was no need to cause trouble for themselves. And even if she wanted to intervene, it would be better to wait until they left the hospital and ask for details.
Following a nurse's lead, they registered for a consultation with an internal medicine specialist.
"Sis, can we really trust them?" Su Wen was doubtful.
The hospital's recent drama did not leave her with a good impression.
Zhang Cuilan pondered, "It's alright, when I came here for a check-up last time, they didn't charge me any extra fees or anything."
They walked out the door.
"Ah."
A woman's scream from the consultation room stopped them in their tracks.
"What? I'm not gonna make it?"
Inside the room, a middle-aged woman exclaimed.
She looked to be around forty, dressed in a tank top and black tights, with her collarbones clearly visible.
Despite her age, her skin and overall condition seemed to be barely over twenty-five.
Her name was Qiu Xiaoying, the most famous "Black Beauty" from the neighboring Xilai Village.
She was called a Black Beauty because she had been married twice.
Each time, shortly after the wedding, her husband would die unexpectedly outside the home.
At first, people thought it was a sudden accident, but after the second time, all the men harbored a deep fear of Qiu Xiaoying.
After all, in the village, many believed in these sorts of things.
"Director Wang, say something," Qiu Xiaoying pleaded, breaking out in a cold sweat.
The doctor sitting opposite her was the bald one from before. He looked calm and composed, not the least bit flustered as he pushed up his glasses, "Yes, your condition is very serious. If it's not treated in time, you could die... You've got uremia."
"Uremia?"
It was as if Qiu Xiaoying was struck by lightning on a clear day, feeling dizzy from the shock. She stood up and stumbled backward two steps.
Uremia was a deadly disease.
It could be treated, but it would take a lot of money, and regular folks just couldn't afford it.
Tears streamed down from her beautiful eyes in an instant.
"I... I'm so young, how could I possibly have uremia..." Qiu Xiaoying cried, her eyes even appearing somewhat vacant.
"Don't panic, it can still be cured, but it will take a lot of..."
As Director Wang spoke, he rubbed his fingers together, "But you don't have to worry. Didn't I tell you there's another treatment method, 'Qi Transference Therapy'? It involves transferring a man's energy from my body into yours through a special method."
The unsuspecting woman still looked frightened, "Director Wang, does that... really work?"
"Trust me, would I lie to you? Come on, take off your clothes first and give me a blow, or else I won't be in the mood to proceed..."