Qinghe County First People's Hospital.
When Zhao Wei and Lin Qinghe arrived at a ward after a long journey, they were ruthlessly kicked out by the people inside.
His aunt glared at him and scolded him.
"You unfilial man, look at what you have done to the person. You still want to go in and kill him!"
"Just be quiet for a moment. You are not welcome here for the time being."
Beside him, his aunt and uncle were also staring at him impatiently.
"Go away, you are in the way. Since you have disappeared for decades, you should disappear completely. What's the point of suddenly showing up?"
"If anything happens to my parents because of you, let alone not recognizing us as our relatives yet, even if we really do recognize you, we won't acknowledge you as our relatives. Just give up on this idea!"
"Heh... Country people are so annoying. They are always pushing things too far and never consider their own behavior. They are not worthy of being seen... I am unlucky to have met you."
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In their eyes, there was contempt, disdain, and slander... but not a trace of warmth.
It seemed as if they were just country bumpkins who came to take advantage of the situation. They were as annoying as taffy and people wanted to get rid of them as soon as possible.
In the past, Zhao Wei had suffered too much unfair treatment in front of those fake relatives.
I didn't expect that once I met my loved ones, it would end up like this.
I stood there for a moment, feeling sorry for my father.
This is probably his fate, he was born redundant. He should not be called Zhao Yong, but Zhao Duoyu.
But thinking of the two old people, with their eager and expectant eyes despite their age, he couldn't just let them continue lying on the cold hospital beds and do nothing.
He always has a sense of empathy for the old man and always thinks of his grandfather involuntarily.
My grandfather passed away because of a simple cold, and the disease was not discovered in time.
If he could have stayed by his grandfather's side, his grandfather would definitely have lived another 10 or 20 years.
So, he said without giving in: "I brought a miracle doctor with me, he can save my grandfather's life."
"If you want grandpa to wake up sooner, you should let this miracle doctor try."
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"What kind of miracle doctor is this? He has only learned a little bit and can treat a fever and stomachache like a barefoot doctor, right?"
"With this level, I'll leave it to you country bumpkins to enjoy. The old man's precious body is not something that anyone can touch."
These people kept calling him a country bumpkin, and it made people's forehead veins throb.
It was at this time that the aunt's only child interrupted.
"Mom, what you said is really rude. This is my cousin. I finally have a family now. I am so happy that he wants to take me out to play. Why are you stopping him? Just let him go to see grandpa."
"Besides, our teacher has already said that if you speak like this, it is unreasonable and you are a shrew. You..."
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"You...you...you are so rebellious that you dare to say something bad about me."
Zhao Wei's aunt was furious at her own son's betrayal. She slapped the boy hard in the face, leaving a clear finger mark on his face.
"We are doing this for your own good, aren't we?"
"You ungrateful little thing, you have no right to speak here, why don't you get out of here right now."
Seeing his little cousin being beaten because of him, Zhao Wei simply pulled him behind him to protect him.
"He's just a kid, what could he do wrong?"
"I think he is more sensible than you. You are the ones who have read so much that you have nothing to lose."
"If you have any anger, just come at me. I will never fight back."
The uncle smiled coldly: "Only low-class people would use such a barbaric method to solve the problem. We just want you to get out of here. Is there something wrong with your ears? Can't you understand what people say?"
Zhao Wei raised his eyebrows. This man was really mean and heartless. He had learned his lesson.
It doesn’t matter. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future to make these people regret it.
He ignored his angry uncle and looked at Lin Qinghe with an apologetic look.
"Master, I'm sorry for making a fool of myself. It's a misfortune for my family. Sigh..."
Lin Qinghe was already used to it, and said nonchalantly: "Tsk! It's not a big deal. If it can be cured, then cure it. If it can't be cured, you have tried your best. What is there to be sorry about?"
After saying this, Lin Qinghe changed the subject and a playful look appeared on his face.
"Some people here are about to die, but they still try to stop others from helping to save their loved ones. They have done too many immoral things, and I'm afraid they will suffer retribution soon!"
These words made Zhao Wei's eyes light up, and he immediately thought of something, and the anger in his heart evaporated a lot.
Sure enough, when these two waves of door gods were about to attack Zhao Wei and drive him out of the hospital, they saw his uncle suddenly fall to the ground, twitching all over, and then foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes.
This was naturally a bit scary, and the scene was in chaos. Screams and cries for help mixed together, making people's brains ache.
Soon, doctors and nurses rushed over after hearing the news, and carried his uncle onto a stretcher and sent him for emergency treatment.
My aunt and little cousin were so scared that they followed him crying and had no time to care about Zhao Wei.
Only the aunt and her grandson were left at the scene.
The grandson was a very bookish man, wearing a student hat, sitting quietly on a bench in the corridor reading a book. He didn't even bother to raise his head to hear their quarrel.
The aunt could no longer count on this grandson, and could only face Zhao Wei alone. She subconsciously stood at the door, like a door god, and was not prepared to move.
Zhao Wei smiled maliciously, stepped forward and restrained his arm, making him unable to move at all, and then said to Lin Qinghe: "Master, you go in first, please take care of everything."
The aunt yelled angrily, "What do you want to do? Let me go, you bastard! Bah!"
She was so anxious that she opened her mouth and spat on Zhao Wei's face.
Zhao Wei tilted his head, and the saliva fell in a parabola onto a patient who was passing by.
The man had just received an injection in the buttocks and was limping.
Unexpectedly, someone spat on my face and I started yelling at him viciously.
"Are you sick? Can't you see that you vomited on me? Why don't you wipe it off for me?"
Zhao Wei hurriedly let go of the aunt, then sat down next to her grandson and drew a clear line between himself and the aunt.
The aunt had an argument with the patient, and the patient asked her to wipe it quickly.
But, she was old and had always been taken care of by the old maid at home. She had never touched such filth before. She was so busy retching that she couldn't bring herself to clean it up.
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