"Mr. Qin, please!"

Li Yanxi didn't waste too much time, at four o'clock in the afternoon, she came to the hotel and personally came to pick up Qin Yang to treat her friend.

Lee Yeon-hee came alone, and Park Min-ho did not accompany him.

Qin Yang was leaning on the sofa watching TV, watching Li Yanxi enter the door, turned off the TV cleanly, stood up and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

Li Yanxi took Qin Yang Peony and the two out of the hotel gate together, a Mercedes-Benz stopped at the door of the hotel, and a woman with a capable expression stood at the door of the car and opened the back door for Qin Yang and the others.

Qin Yang got in the car, Li Yanxi sat next to Qin Yang, and a faint fragrance entered Qin Yang's nose.

Qin Yang's nose twitched slightly, it was not the smell of perfume, but the fragrance of bath gel.

Such a wealthy woman, in South Korea, a country where she doesn't go out without makeup, she didn't wear foundation, didn't have eyelashes, didn't wear eye shadow, and didn't even have lipstick, so she just went out with a faint eyebrow?

Is this because of the confidence in one's own appearance, or is it because of the strong heart of being a practitioner?

Without saying a word, the car finally drove into the gate of Seoul Hospital.

Qin Yang looked at the gate of Seoul Hospital and frowned: "Miss Li, didn't you say that you will transfer the patient home, or in the hospital?" ”

Li Yanxi had a slight apology on her face: "When I arrived at the hospital in the morning, my friend was receiving a treatment, this treatment is continuous, I negotiated with the hospital, and finally stayed in the hospital, she lived in the intensive care ward, and the environment was also very quiet and quiet, if Mr. Qin needed some medical items or help at that time, it would be easier in the hospital." ”

Qin Yang smiled, this is clearly not fully believing that he can be cured, and he is planning with both hands.

Qin Yang didn't get angry, the patient, before the disease is cured, who can be sure that who will be able to cure his incurable diseases, a few more preparations are nothing more than giving himself one more possibility of recovery, which is understandable.

"Okay."

Li Yanxi listened to Qin Yang's clean words, looked at the smile that flashed on Qin Yang's face, and understood in her heart that Qin Yang had seen through his thoughts, and was suddenly a little embarrassed.

What she said was not a lie, her friend was indeed receiving treatment, she was going to pick her friend up and leave, but she was advised by her friend's attending doctor, saying that her friend's condition is now very bad, and if someone carelessly treats her, she may fall into a more difficult situation, or even a point where she can no longer be saved.

This attending doctor is an authoritative expert in Korean neurology, and ordinary people can't ask him to diagnose it personally, but who made Lee Yeon-hee a member of the Samheung Lee family?

The expert suggested that she should take people to the hospital for treatment, so that he could also watch from the sidelines, and if the person invited by Lee Yeon-hee was a person who talked nonsense, he could stop it by the side, so as not to cause greater consequences.

Li Yanxi felt that what this expert said was also reasonable, Qin Yang was very good at curing diseases, but whether he could treat his friend was also an unknown amount, and Qin Yang was so young, she still had two points of trust in her heart after all, if there was an expert staring at her, it would naturally be more secure.

Li Yanxi bit her lip, and finally apologized to Qin Yang: "Mr. Qin, I'm sorry, I just hope that my friend can recover in the end." ”

Although Qin Yang didn't seem to be angry or complaining about anything, Li Yanxi decided to apologize after thinking about it.

If Qin Yang was really able to treat her friend's illness, and if she angered Qin Yang because of this, she could treat it but didn't treat it, wouldn't it be her who hurt her friend in disguise?

If Qin Yang was a Korean, maybe Li Yanxi had countless ways to force Qin Yang to take action, but Qin Yang was a Chinese, and he was also a powerful cultivator, with a strong teacher, and he was not short of money, such a person, even if she was a member of the Sanxing Li family, there was no way to force or threaten him.

Qin Yang smiled, his eyes gentle: "It's okay, I understand." ”

The car stopped downstairs in the inpatient department, and Li Yanxi personally led the way, leading Qin Yang towards the building, and finally walked into a spacious ward facing the garden.

On the bed in the ward lay a young woman with a slightly pale complexion, very beautiful, but the whole person looked full of a feeling of weakness, which was a state that appeared from the inside out, from the physical to the mental.

Presumably, her illness tormented her very badly, especially this kind of unconsciousness when she looked at her legs, and this numbness from the bottom up, which brought more than just meat. Physical pain and torture are more of a spiritual fear.

In addition to the young woman, there was a doctor in a white coat who looked to be in his forties, and he was followed by a nurse in his twenties.

When Qin Yang walked in the door, the white coat doctor was looking at a thick stack of reports, and when he saw Qin Yang enter the door, the male doctor's eyes suddenly fell on Qin Yang's face, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes, as if he was surprised by Qin Yang's youth.

Li Yanxi walked to the hospital bed and held the weak woman's hand: "Mr. Qin, this is my friend Liu Xiaomin, Xiaomin, this is Mr. Qinyang Qin, a miracle doctor from Huaxia, I asked him to come and treat you." ”

Liu Xiaomin sat up from the bed with both hands on the edge of the bed, smiled gently at Qin Yang, and owed a debt: "Mr. Qin, I'm sorry for you!" ”

Qin Yang smiled slightly: "You're welcome." ”

Qin Yang's gaze fell on Liu Xiaomin's legs covered under the towel, and smiled, "I need to check your legs first." ”

Liu Xiaomin pursed his lips and agreed, looking docile: "Hmm! ”

Just as Qin Yang walked towards Liu Xiaomin's hospital bed, the doctor in a white coat next to him suddenly shouted, "Wait! ”

Qin Yang stopped, turned his head to look at the man, and frowned slightly.

The male doctor walked over, stared at Qin Yang sternly, and sneered, "A divine doctor from Huaxia? Judging by your appearance, you are in your early twenties, I'm afraid you haven't graduated from medical school yet, what qualifications do you have to call yourself a miracle doctor? ”

Qin Yang asked lightly: "I was just invited by Miss Li Yanxi to help Miss Liu see a doctor, whether I am a miracle doctor or not seems to have nothing to do with you." ”

The man sneered: "My name is Park Yongzhong, I am a neurologist, Miss Liu is my patient, you interfere in vain, if something happens, then who is it?" ”

Before Qin Yang could answer, Park Yongzhong turned his head and looked at Li Yanxi with a distressed expression: "Miss Li, before you said that you were going to invite a Chinese divine doctor to come over, although I don't believe in any divine doctor, but I didn't stop you, but you see how old he is, a person like him calls himself a divine doctor, you dare to believe it, he is a liar at all!" ”