I stole your luck and caused my wife's death, making you regret being a human being.

Zheng Wendong said, "You and your sister-in-law asked the same question..."

Su Ying was also not optimistic about Mr. Huang's trip to Beijing.

I'm afraid it's all in vain.

Doesn’t Mr. Huang know this? He knows this too.

Patients and doctors.

Doctors often have the upper hand.

Unless you are a barbarian and unreasonable, you may actually gain the upper hand this way.

But Pianhuang is always a very reasonable person.

In fact, Mr. Huang never thought about reporting Liang Hua.

I never thought about it when I was sick in the past.

I never thought about knowing the inside story of the pharmaceutical industry.

But after his condition improved, he thought about it. Sitting on the plane to Beijing, he looked at the scenery outside the fuselage. The development below was completely different from that in the 1980s. He was a person who could afford to take a plane in the 1980s.

However, he fell ill in the 1990s and continued to work despite his illness.

He was once one of the first entrepreneurs in Guangdong Province to go into business. He came from the village. In that era, he was able to leave the village and do business in big cities. Just think about the significance of that. The entrepreneurs of that era and today's entrepreneurs are completely different in value.

If it weren't for this disease...

He should have a happy family now.

The achievements are far more than just this.

But because of this disease, everything has been delayed.

Others spent hundreds of thousands, but Mr. Huang spent more than others, and it is not an exaggeration to say millions. When he was ill in the early days, in order not to delay his work, he just spent money to see famous doctors, famous experts, and any method. He would even spend tens of thousands to take a pulse.

The money was invested, but not a drop was seen.

At last……

After more than ten years, I recovered by taking medicine.

He got better after taking the medicine. What a ridiculous and ironic thing! A medicine worth a few hundred yuan controlled the disease that had tormented him for more than ten years.

More than ten years have passed.

An ordinary person only has a few years in his life. When he should be raising a family and surrounded by children, he spends more than ten years on this disease. However, this disease can be effectively controlled with medicines worth a few hundred yuan.

But... many people don’t know.

The doctor who knows about this has been reported and can no longer work as a doctor.

There are still many patients in dire straits, including many young people in their early twenties. Time is precious and inexpensive to them at this age. What they struggle every year is closely related to the next few decades. However, no one is saving this group of people.

Even if there is a way, no one will save them. Even if there is a way, it will be ignored and only take money out of their pockets.

Mr. Huang is unwilling to ignore it, nor does he want to ignore it...

People with poor financial conditions cannot go to the capital, let alone report it.

They can't make a fuss, they can't afford to make a fuss.

But he can...

He divorced and found another girlfriend, but his ex-wife and children were alienated from him.

The current partner supports him, and if not, he can break up.

His business has long been gradually sold and he has entered retirement.

Have money, free time and good health.

He was the most suitable person to go to Beijing to cause trouble and report.

After arriving in Beijing, Mr. Huang refused to meet with Yu Mingli and his wife.

He barged into Liang Hua's office and said dissatisfiedly when Liang Hua looked up slightly, "Please queue up. Those who cut in line will be taken out by security."

When receiving cheers from the patients around.

Mr. Huang said, "Director Liang, I'm not here to see you today. I don't know if you still remember me. Many years ago, I came to you to treat IC..."

Most of the patients who came to see Liang Hua were IC patients who came because of his reputation. After hearing this, they all became more attentive and gathered around curiously.

Liang Hua also looked up in confusion.

Mr. Huang said, "You told me absolutely at that time that IC was incurable."

"You also recommended a bladder pacemaker to me, and I had a first-stage surgery at that time."

Liang Hua pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with forced calmness, "Oh, how will it work after installation?" In fact, he had already been brainstorming, because he knew the efficiency of the pacemaker better than anyone else.

Mr. Huang looked at Liang Hua, very confused. Why?

Why are you wearing this white coat? Isn't your job to treat illnesses and save lives?

But why...

This group of people can turn a blind eye to harming patients to this extent. They can accept that Liang Hua cannot treat IC. This is a difficult and complicated disease. It is normal that he cannot cure it. He is a doctor, not a god.

But he couldn't forgive...

These famous doctors and experts in Beijing do not know how to treat the disease, are not sure about the treatment, and the treatment is ineffective.

However, they vigorously promote their medical skills, efficiency and treatment rate in newspapers and on television.

Patients from all over the country come here from afar with hope, then spend all their money, undergo painful surgeries and examinations, but don't get any effective treatment results. Then they are told lightly not to be too anxious, and return home with despair in their hearts.

In this world, you can have selfish motives no matter what your profession.

But there are some special occupations that should not exist.

Doctor is one of them, because you hold lives in your hands.

You disregard patients' illnesses and exploit their desire to be cured to make money.

Then...

When a patient's treatment is ineffective, it is only natural that he or she will get angry and seek revenge on you after learning the truth.

Mr. Huang took out a fruit knife from his backpack and said, "It's very effective. I have no symptoms now and am almost normal."

"But before that, I had been ill for over a decade. I spent millions on treatment. I traveled all over the country... I was infused."

"In the end, it wasn't Botox, a pacemaker, or an IV drip that cured my condition, but a few hundred yuan worth of medicine..."

An attack on a doctor occurred in the capital, and security quickly intervened.

Mr. Huang only showed a fruit knife, but did not hurt anyone. However, even so, it caused a huge commotion.

Doctors in the industry have spoken up for Liang Hua.

They said that being a doctor is a high-risk profession and they demanded that Mr. Huang be severely punished, otherwise no one would dare to be a doctor.

Mr. Huang was invited to the office. Facing the police station, the hospital management, and Liang Hua, he said, "I'm only targeting Liang Hua, not other doctors."

"So don't tell me that being a doctor is a high-risk profession. What about the rights of us patients? You doctors are human beings, but we patients are not. Once we enter the hospital, we are at your mercy. If you have any questions, you high-ranking doctors will just brush us off with a sentence saying, 'If you are capable, go home and treat your own patients.' Can I also say that you doctors can fix your own appliances and build your own houses in the future? If you want to treat patients, then do it. If you don't, just quit and go home and change your profession?"

"Becoming a doctor is your choice, but we don't force you to do it."

"You always say being a doctor has it hard, but who has ever spoken up for the patients? Those patients who travel thousands of miles in trust, never having been to a city in their lives, just to see a doctor, who saw the doctors' marketing in the media, whose families scraped together their money to come see a doctor, who spent all their money only to find it was all a scam. Don't they have it hard?"

You may not know how to treat the disease, but you should not deceive people with marketing.

A poor family's air ticket costs hundreds of dollars, and a round trip of more than a thousand dollars.

It's hard enough that they're already sick, and they could have used that money to eat and drink, and live a better life.

But the results were wasted due to the doctors’ marketing! Who has ever spoken out for their pain? No one!

Most poor people encounter this, feel helpless, suffer, and then accept it, because they can't afford to make a fuss. Hotels in Beijing charge hundreds of dollars a day, and they need to go back to work to make money and support their families. They can't afford to stay here, and they can't make a fuss! They can't make a fuss, because no one will sympathize with them, and they will be told, "Poor bastard, medical treatment costs money, why did you come here if you don't have money?"