Transmigrated to the 60s with a System, Thriving in the Era

Profligate rich second-generation heir Li Qingming transmigrated.

He became a vegetative patient. His family used half a bag of cornmeal to get him a wife, ostensibly for "good luck."...

Chapter 832 Promise to Cure Illness shuhaige.net

In the evening.

Li Mingqing received a call from Ye Hongzhuo one minute before getting off work.

"What happened again?"

"Ming Qing, that bastard Zhang Dehai insisted on seeing you. I tried to talk him into submission, but he still wouldn't budge. Luckily, we were separated, otherwise I would have given him a beating."

"Have you and his wife Zhang been busy with his affairs?"

"I said it, but I won't be moved!"

Li Mingqing could feel his irritability through the phone.

"I'll go check it out tomorrow."

Ye Hongzhuo said angrily: "Mingqing, I'm counting on you, scold him to death."

"Haha, you really think highly of me. I'm very civilized, okay?"

"Remind you, Zhang Dehai is a man of few words, and he's become even more lawless since being imprisoned. He doesn't even feel the slightest bit of sympathy for his mother's misery. He's unworthy of being a son."

Ye Hongzhuo was so angry that he cursed himself for several minutes after hanging up the phone.

prison.

Li Mingqing met Zhang Dehai again.

It was indeed as Ye Hongzhuo said, he looked several years older in just a few months.

"Dean Li, long time no see."

"From the looks of it, you're not having a good time in prison. Do you regret it?"

"Regret?" Zhang Dehai sneered, "The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit."

"Tsk, you use the phrase 'the victor is king and the loser is a bandit'? That's not an accurate description. You deserve it," Li Mingqing said sarcastically.

Zhang Dehai stared at him, "I didn't expect Ye Hongzhuo to really persuade you to come."

"That's not right. I didn't try to persuade you. I came here voluntarily." Li Mingqing's eyes were clear.

He paused, disbelieving, "Why did you come here voluntarily?"

"The poor man who lost his son in his youth and has to work hard for his son in his old age," Li Mingqing said calmly, "You should know who I'm talking about."

Hearing this, Zhang Dehai choked up and said, "President Li, you still have some conscience."

"You are the one who has no conscience. Hurry up and write a letter to reassure the old man."

He smiled bitterly and said, "When the incident happened, my mother slapped me twice. Since I was imprisoned, my mother has never come to see me once. How can she feel at ease if I write to her?"

"I deserve to slap you, and I'm right not to visit you. It will make the old man feel even more uncomfortable seeing you like this." Li Mingqing advised kindly.

"You can write me a letter if you want. Dean Li, everyone says you're a good doctor. You have to go treat my mother. She suffered a lot in her youth and is in poor health. I hope she can live a peaceful old age."

"Okay, I agree."

Li Mingqing didn't hesitate at all.

Zhang Dehai frowned and said, "President Li, don't be perfunctory with me."

"I'm not being perfunctory. A gentleman's word is as good as gold," Li Mingqing said seriously.

Ten minutes later, Li Mingqing watched him finish writing the letter.

Before leaving, Zhang Dehai said anxiously, "Li Mingqing, tell my mother that everything is fine in there, and she can just rest assured and enjoy her retirement."

When visiting time came, he leaned on the door and looked at Li Mingqing.

"I'll tell the old man."

"Thanks!"

Li Mingqing sighed and wondered if he had known this would happen.

I can't get out for the rest of my life.

Li Mingqing came to Zhang's house with the letter.

Zhang Dehai's house was very close to his, just two streets away.

Old Lady Zhang saw him and said, "Please sit down."

"Auntie, are you home alone?" he said, looking at the empty living room.

"They went to the park, Dean Li, what brings you here?" asked Old Lady Zhang.

Li Mingqing put the letter on the table. "A letter from Zhang Dehai."

She took a look and asked, "Why did you send it?"

"Zhang Dehai asked me to give you acupuncture," Li Mingqing said frankly.

"I have healthy arms and legs and don't need acupuncture. If you trust me, I can treat the disease. Forget about it. I'm not sick," said old lady Zhang stubbornly.

"You can get acupuncture even if you are not sick, and it can help you maintain your health."

"Director Li, I know you're busy. Giving me acupuncture is a waste of time. Please go away."

Li Mingqing took out silver needles and gave her acupuncture.

"I had acupuncture yesterday. Do you feel better today?"

Old Lady Zhang sighed, "Ah, at my age, it's not worth it. If you had the time, you could have saved three or four people from the underworld."

"Why not? Live to be one hundred and twenty."

"Just kidding, I know my own body and I won't live for more than two years," she sighed.

Li Mingqing consoled him, "You still have to prioritize your grandson's college education."

"I can't even dream of such a good thing. Now I'm just begging Zhang Dehai to be released."

"Auntie, why don't you go to visit the prison?"

Old Lady Zhang said, "What's the point of going there? I heard it's extremely miserable. I won't go. It will only make me sadder."

After the acupuncture, she felt extremely relaxed.

No wonder everyone says that Dean Li has the ability to bring the dead back to life.

"Auntie, I'll come back the day after tomorrow."

She waved her hand and refused: "I know you pity me, but don't waste your time coming here, I'm in good health."

"Auntie, I promised Zhang Dehai to treat you."

"You don't have to listen to him. Besides, he's locked up and can't get out. He wouldn't know if you didn't come."

Li Mingqing smiled and said, "Auntie, I wouldn't do such a heartless thing."

"Dean Li, you're a good person. There are many people who need your help. Don't waste your time on an old man like me, who's half buried in the ground. I'm only going to live as long as I can."

Mrs. Zhang has let things take their course and is content with what happens.

The only thing I am worried about is my son.

But my son made a big mistake. Oh, there is no hope.

"You can't say that. As long as you're alive, there's hope," Li Mingqing comforted her. "There's a saying that goes, 'It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.'"

Old Mrs. Zhang thought about it.

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