The god-level son-in-law of the female president

"I know, I know...give me a cigarette..." Bailishan took the cigarette, took a big drag, threw it on the ground and stamped it out.

"Young Master Ye, let's go, let's go now!!!"

Bailishan regained his composure, but the suppressed anger and madness in his eyes made Ye Huan secretly startled.

The nurse is also a smart person, and immediately said: "You are not familiar with the road conditions, let me take you there, and the patient must not be in trouble."

As she led the way, she secretly looked at Ye Huan. Ye Huan's handsome appearance was second to none. She always felt that Ye Huan looked strangely familiar, as if he was a famous person who had met once.

Ye Huan supported Bailishan's shoulders, mobilized his strength at will, gently tipped Bailishan, and dragged him to walk together.

Soon, about 1 minute later, they came to the door of the ward, and before they walked in, they heard fierce quarrels coming from inside.

"Quack doctor, you can pull me down. It's been almost three years and the tumor hasn't been cured yet. What are you doing to eat? Can't I be transferred to another hospital?"

"That's right, a bunch of quack doctors. Can't you understand what my wife said? Transfer to another hospital immediately and return the money to us!"

Inside, a woman and a man echoed each other, their voices were sour and sarcastic, each mouthful of quack doctors, their arrogance reached the extreme.

The attending doctor stood opposite the two, and behind them were two assistants in white coats.

The attending physician suppressed the anger in his heart and explained: "Ms. Lu's body is weak, she is in a sluggish state, and she also suffers from malignant tumors. She is often given infusions for chemotherapy, and she has to hang herself with an oxygen machine."

"You transfer her to another hospital now, can she stand the bumps? By the time you complete the formalities and move into a new ward, she'll be dead long ago!"

"In terms of tumor treatment, there is no place in Hangzhou that is more professional than the flagship hospital. It is a long-term process to cure tumors. Ms. Lu is already seriously ill and needs a long period of recuperation."

"Ms. Lu has lived in our hospital for three years. There has been no mistake, and the funds in the account are also sufficient. I am sorry that you are going to be transferred to another hospital."

The woman said unceremoniously: "You just fart for me, what are you doing?! It's just deducting money in disguise. The bed fee is [-] a day, which is more expensive than a five-star hotel. Why don't you die?"

The attending doctor turned blue with anger: "The bed fee includes the cost of operating various equipment, and also includes some daily drug consumption. With a dedicated nurse and doctor on guard day and night, how can it be so simple to sleep in a bed!"

The woman also knew that she was wrong, but she still said stubbornly: "I don't care, go through the discharge procedures for me now, and the money will be refunded today, otherwise I will keep making trouble, you can figure it out!"

"No, I can't leave the hospital!" The attending doctor's attitude was very tough. It was a matter of the patient's life and death, so he didn't dare to neglect it.

"The [-] million yuan was saved by Mrs. Lu's son. Only he can decide where the money will go. He said that it will be stored in the hospital to treat his mother, and he must be cured until he is cured!"

"Obviously, you don't have the right to use this money, but want to get Mrs. Lu's inheritance by forcing her to death. I won't let you succeed!"

The woman's face was punctured, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and she immediately became anxious: "What kind of shit are you! Am I that kind of person? I have to be transferred to another hospital because you can't cure it!"

"Besides, that trash has long been sentenced to life imprisonment. I am his wife in name. Why can't I mobilize this money!?"

The man next to him also said angrily: "Quack doctor, don't give me so much trouble, give us the money back, or your hospital will be destroyed!"

The woman sneered and agreed: "That's right, if you don't return the money to me, this matter will never end! That piece of trash will never come out for a lifetime, and you still use his name to prevaricate me, just to blackmail the money!"

The doctor in charge said firmly: "Even if Mr. Baili is sentenced to life imprisonment, I don't want to see his mother killed by you. I will never agree to it!"

The man's face suddenly became ruthless, rolled up his sleeves, raised his fist as big as a sandbag, and threatened: "I disagree? Tell me again!"

The attending doctor turned pale, but he still didn't take a step back. As a doctor, he has his own professional ethics and will not compromise for violence!

The woman sneered and said, "That trash is probably already dead. Even if he comes here, he won't be able to do anything. I have the final say on the money!"

boom!

"You have the final say? Hehe, Wang Yuke, what are you a bitch!?"

At this moment, the door was pushed open heavily.

With Ye Huan's support, Bailishan walked in with a cold expression.

The two of them didn't listen to the whole process of the argument, they just listened at the door for a while, and couldn't bear it anymore.

Especially Bailishan, who looked thin and haggard, but his eyes were extremely blood red, like a tiger that would prey on someone.

Wang Yuke was taken aback, and turned around to look, as if seeing a ghost, she immediately backed up several steps.

"You, you, you...you can come out alive?" Wang Yuke uttered in horror.

At first, she thought it was Bailishan turned into an evil spirit, and came to seek revenge on her.

But she soon realized that Bailishan was not dead.

Although he looks haggard and frail, he can still breathe, have emotions, and can talk.

Especially that ferocious face, those blood-red eyes, and maddened aura are even more terrifying.

A chill came slowly to Wang Yuke's heart.

Bailishan kept a close eye on Wang Yuke. After three years, this woman has changed a lot.

With heavy make-up and an arrogant look, she is wearing a mink fur coat and carrying a brand-name bag, which is full of jewels and is full of extravagance.

Bailishan sneered and said, "Wang Yuke, you are doing well, five hundred million, won't it be hot for you to hold?"

Wang Yuke's face was embarrassing, a little guilty.

In the past three years, she really did not behave properly. She forgot all her promises and didn't pay much attention to Baili Mountain.

If it weren't for the empty pockets, she wouldn't have thought of inheriting the inheritance. She would have waited for Lu Chunbai to die of old age, with nothing to worry about, and still gain a good reputation.

But now, she couldn't wait. His new man owed usury, and if he didn't close the hole, he would be hacked to death.

"Forget it, so what if this guy is released from prison? If he has no money or power, he's still the fish on the chopping board. I still have to decide?"

Wang Yuke muttered a few words in her heart, thinking about the joints, and gradually became more courageous, and said with a sneer:

"Then I won't hide it from you. You probably already know what happened. For the sake of your husband and wife, obediently transfer the money to me."

"Otherwise, how did you come out, how can I go back! If the Song family knows about you, hehe, you will not have a good life!"