Bind to Shenhao System, I became the God of Wealth in the world

Seeing the group of people scattering in a hurry, Sang Li didn't have time to think about it.

He quickly directed everyone to carefully lift the child onto the helicopter.

Without bothering to comfort the man next to him, he directly said that Shan Wazi would come out fine, and Sang Li quickly got on the helicopter.

She had to watch from the side to see if any accidents would happen.

As soon as he got on the plane, the doctors who came with him quickly examined Shan Wazi and confirmed that he had acute bronchopneumonia and needed immediate surgery.

"There is empyema in the chest and bronchiectasis. Hurry, operate immediately." The doctor looked at the test results that came out soon and immediately felt urgent.

Fortunately, although they were in a helicopter, all the equipment was complete. Seeing that the attending doctor was anxious but not impatient, Sang Li felt relieved.

After all, she was an outsider in this area, so she couldn't help much at this moment, so she went to the lounge to sit for a while.

When it was over, the operation was successful without any accidents. The doctor said that you should pay attention to it for a period of time in the later period. You may still have a fever in the middle. After three days, your body temperature will be normal and you will be fine.

Sang Li thanked people repeatedly and asked them to come over directly, which undoubtedly caused trouble for them.

"Dr. Cheng, I'm really troubling you. I want you to take a vacation and make a trip."

"Mr. Sang is joking, I just came here for a visit, not to mention you gave me a very generous reward."

"After all, we came to see you temporarily and delayed your personal schedule." In fact, they had negotiated this matter with the hospital before, but after all, it delayed other people's rest.

There is no way to guarantee other things, and you definitely can’t treat others badly in terms of money.

After some things were cleaned up, several people took Shan Wazi off the helicopter again.

"Shan Wazi, Shan Wazi, how is he?" The man asked as he watched the man come down and went straight to Sang Li and the others.

Sang Li turned his body sideways, revealing the little man lying on the stretcher behind.

"The operation was successful and there is nothing serious."

Perhaps because the pus has been cleaned up, the little boy now sleeps very soundly, and the frown on his brows that was originally unconscious is no longer there.

"Although nothing is wrong, I still have to be careful when I go back. There may still be a fever in the past few days at night, so be careful to cool down the child."

As he spoke, Sang Li gave the man a bag of fever-reducing patches and medicine.

Looking at the confused people, Sang Li could only explain in detail how to use it, how to take the medicine, and how much to take.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much."

Sang Li looked at the people who were about to kneel down for her, and quickly turned aside: "This can't be done. You'd better take the child home quickly to avoid catching a cold again."

The man thanked him again, and then wanted to pick up the child, but they stopped him and asked him to lead the way. They carried the child over.

The group of people followed the man to a hanging building, but heard the woman's miserable cries before they entered.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuakah, my poor Shanwazi, why do you meet a group of weirdos when you are doing so well?”

"Ah! My Shanwazi, I'm so sorry for you~"

When they entered the house, they saw a woman wearing an animal skin skirt sitting on the ground crying and patting herself.

There was a tall figure beside her. The figure had his back to Sang Li and the others. His face could not be seen clearly. All he could hear was his voice of persuading the woman. He sounded like he was a quite young man.

There was also a slightly short and thin man standing shivering beside him.

The three of them didn't notice that Sang Li and the others had entered the house.