Two days later, Mu Qingli finally received a call from the Qiao family.
In fact, Chen Fan hesitated for a long time before calling Mu Qingli.
After all, Mu Qingli was just a teenager.
However, her son was in danger...
There was only one day left before the three-day deadline.
She had to make a decision.
No matter whether the decision was right or wrong.
As a mother, she couldn't watch her son walk towards death step by step.
No doctor could cure her son's illness, so why not...
give it a try.
"Ms. Mu, where do you live? I'll ask the driver to pick you up." Chen Fan's voice was very eager on the phone.
Mu Qingli said in a light tone, "Please ask the driver to come to Bicheng Villa. I'll wait for him at Exit A."
"Okay, okay, then we'll come right away." Chen Fan hung up the phone in a hurry.
After hanging up the phone, Mu Qingli turned around and went to the upstairs bedroom to pack up her things. When she opened the door again, she had a black backpack on her shoulders.
Her black hair was originally loose, but now it is tied into a bun, revealing a snow-white and graceful swan neck.
She is youthful and cheerful.
Wherever she passes by, people can't help but turn their heads and look at her.
Mu Lan Ke stood on the balcony on the third floor, watching Mu Qingli's back as she left, squinted her eyes, then turned around and walked downstairs quickly, quietly following Mu Qingli's figure.
At Exit A.
Chen Fan just opened the car door and saw Mu Qingli walking towards him.
The timing was so precise that it seemed like it was timed.
"Miss Mu..."
It's strange to say, although he only met Mu Qingli once, Mu Qingli's facial features have always been imprinted in Chen Fan's mind and linger. When he
saw Mu Qingli again, Chen Fan had a thousand words to say.
Mu Qingli raised her eyes and looked at Chen Fan, "Mrs. Qiao, there's no need to say more, I know everything, let's get in the car."
"Okay." Chen Fan opened the car door for Mu Qingli.
The Qiao family's villa is located in a very comfortable suburb. Chen Fan led her directly to Qiao Sifan's children's room, where many doctors in white coats gathered. They seemed to be discussing something together, and their faces were very serious. Old
Mrs. Qiao sat by the bed, holding her grandson's hand, tears like beads that had broken off the string.
"Mom, I'm back." Chen Fan spoke with a choked voice.
Hearing this, Old Mrs. Qiao's eyes lit up, and she quickly turned her eyes to Chen Fan, "Fanfan, have you found the miracle doctor?"
In order to comfort Old Mrs. Qiao, Chen Fan added a label of "miracle doctor" to Mu Qingli.
Hearing the word miracle doctor, the other doctors in the room also turned their eyes to Chen Fan.
Miracle doctor.
They wanted to see what kind of miracle doctor could cure this incurable disease.
Chen Fan nodded, "I found it..." But the rest of the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it. He
couldn't tell everyone that the teenage girl behind her was the miracle doctor...
It was not convincing.
"Found it!" Old Mrs. Qiao stood up excitedly, "Where is the miracle doctor? Where is the miracle doctor?"
"Old lady, I am the one who can cure Young Master Qiao's illness." Mu Qingli walked out from behind Chen Fan, her tone light but powerful. After
these words came out.
The room was a little quiet.
The doctors in white coats looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
What a joke!
Chen Fan had already guessed everyone's reaction, and said calmly, "Mom, doctors, let me introduce this to you, this is Miss Mu, she is the miracle doctor I mentioned."
Mrs. Qiao was stunned for a moment, then said, "Fanfan, are you kidding me?"
Chen Fan looked at Mrs. Qiao, his face serious, "Mom, I'm not kidding you."
One of the doctors looked at Chen Fan and said, "Mrs. Qiao, although it is said that people will try any doctor when they are sick, you can't just pull an underage girl off the street to fool an old lady. Excuse me, Young Master Qiao's illness has been sentenced to death, even if Hua Tuo is alive, he can't save him, you should prepare yourself as soon as possible."
Another doctor immediately said, "Doctor Zhao is right, Young Master Qiao's illness... is indeed more troublesome. Instead of letting him suffer like this, it is better to implement the second plan we just mentioned as soon as possible."
The second plan is to remove the oxygen tube and let Qiao Sifan end his pain.
"No! I don't agree! None of you can touch my grandson!" Mrs. Qiao immediately opened her arms to protect Qiao Sifan's bed.
"Old lady, you will only increase the young master's pain..." Doctor C sighed helplessly.
Doctor D also shook his head helplessly.
This family is too selfish and too pedantic.
Instead of focusing on a dying person, it is better to save some energy and have another child.
Chen Fan held Mrs. Qiao's arm, "Mom, don't worry, Miss Mu is here, she will definitely find a way to cure Nian Nian." Since she has brought Mu Qingli home, she will choose to trust her unconditionally.
Mrs. Qiao looked at the young Mu Qingli with a complicated expression.
This little girl.
Is she not yet an adult?
Doctor A looked at Chen Fan and tried to persuade him kindly, "Mrs. Qiao, you are not Young Master Qiao, so you don't know what kind of pain he is suffering now. You are not helping him, but harming him!"
After he finished speaking, he looked up at Mu Qingli, his eyes full of scrutiny, "Little girl, let me ask you, which university did you graduate from? Did you study Chinese medicine or Western medicine? Have you studied abroad? How much clinical experience do you have? What level of physician (practitioner) qualification certificate is it?"
This series of questions came down, if it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid they would not even be able to stand steadily, but Mu Qingli still looked calm and calm, and even had a smile on her lips.
She looked up at the doctor and said in a light tone, "There is no point in talking more, facts speak louder than words." After she
finished speaking, she opened her backpack and took out a Chinese medicine tool from it.
The shape of the tool is a bit like a magnifying glass, but the texture is copper.
Generally, Chinese medicine uses silver needles the most.
She took out such a strange object.
The doctors were all disdainful.
But Mrs. Qiao's eyes lit up, and she quickly made room for Mu Qingli, "Divine doctor, please come this way."
When these words came out, everyone was stunned.
What's wrong with Mrs. Qiao?
She just looked unwilling to believe it, why is it that now, even the divine doctor is called?
Mu Qingli sat down in front of the bed, put her hand on Qiao Sifan's pulse, frowned slightly, and after a moment, she looked up at everyone, "I want to treat Young Master Qiao, please go out first."
Mrs. Qiao and Chen Fan looked at each other, then nodded, ready to leave time for Mu Qingli.
But the other doctors were not happy.
The two women in the Qiao family are really funny. They would rather believe a little girl than these famous doctors!
They must defend the dignity of the famous doctor and stop this absurd thing from happening. "Little girl, while you can still end it now, you should leave quickly! This is not the place for you to make trouble!"
Mu Qingli raised her eyes calmly, "As a doctor, it's okay if you can't save people, but do you want to stop others from saving people?"