He could only watch helplessly as his beloved daughter lay motionless on the hospital bed, her life slowly slipping away until the very end.
It was only then that I realized money isn't everything!
He would give anything, even his life, if just one person could cure his daughter's illness.
Unfortunately, so far, he has consulted renowned doctors all over the world, but they have all been helpless and told him that the cancer cells have spread throughout his body and he can only live one minute at a time.
They had already given up on treatment, so when Qiu Hongji called him, he had no hope.
“Old Zhang, let me tell you, this doctor is different from us. He knows ancient medical techniques, and even the Chinese medicine he brews is colorful. He can also diagnose by feeling a pulse through a thread. Perhaps he can cure Yifei’s illness,” Dean Qiu Jihong said.
Hearing this, Zhang Guangyu's tearful eyes suddenly brightened, and he asked, "Is there really such a remarkable person in the world?"
Qiu Jihong: "Yes! And he's a specially appointed professor at our school! If you agree, I'll have the school contact him, and he'll come and see Yifei today."
In fact, Shancheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is the first affiliated hospital of Shancheng University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so Qiu Jihong had already spoken with the principal and others to learn about Li Yi's situation, and had also watched the recorded videos of Li Yi decocting Chinese medicine and practicing pulse diagnosis.
Zhang Guangyu thought for a moment, sighed, and said, "Oh well, forget it! It's fate. Experts all over the world have examined him, but no one can cure him."
At this moment, a middle-aged woman next to Zhang Guangyu said, "Old Zhang, Dean Qiu has already said so, why don't you agree? Anyway, your daughter is already like this, what harm is there in letting him come and see her? It can't get any worse!"
Zhang Guangyu: "But..."
"But what? What if? What if they really can cure Feifei's illness? Even if they can't cure it, it would be good if Feifei could live a few more days!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Guangyu nodded and said, "Alright, let him take a look!"
He quickly composed himself and said to Dean Qiu Jihong on the other end of the phone, "Dean Qiu, thank you for the information. I'm willing to let Professor Li try to treat my daughter. Please arrange it as soon as possible. Thank you!"
Qiu Jihong said, "Okay, as long as you agree, leave the rest to me. I'll have him come over this afternoon to examine Yifei."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Guangyu turned to look at his daughter Zhang Yifei on the bed, his eyes filled with reluctance and anticipation.
He gently held his daughter's hand and whispered, "Feifei, Uncle Qiu said there's an expert who can cure your illness. We must seize any glimmer of hope. You must be strong. Mom and Dad are waiting for you to wake up."
The middle-aged woman beside him was his wife, twenty years younger than him. She was also holding Zhang Yifei's hand tightly, sobbing softly, and said, "Feifei, you will get better. Mom and Dad love you! We are waiting for you to wake up."
However, Zhang Yifei, lying on the hospital bed, showed no reaction whatsoever; only the beeping of the cold medical instruments could be heard.
After hanging up the phone, Dean Qiu Jihong immediately contacted Li Kaiming, the president of Chongqing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, explained the situation in detail, and requested the university to arrange for Professor Li Yi to go to Zhang Guangyu's home as soon as possible to diagnose Zhang Yifei.
After hearing this, Principal Li Kaiming said he would personally contact Li Yi.
Just as Li Yi finished brewing the medicine and packed his things, he was about to leave the school when Principal Li hurriedly chased after him.
"Professor Li, please wait a moment."
Li Yi turned around and saw that it was Li Kaiming. He said, "Principal, is there something you need?"
Principal Li Kaiming quickly walked up to Li Yi and said, "Professor Li, there is an urgent and important matter that I need your help with. Dean Qiu Jihong of Shancheng City Central Hospital just contacted me and said that there is a critically ill patient with a very special condition. He believes that your medical skills may be able to bring about a turning point."
Upon hearing this, Li Yi asked, "What kind of patient? What are the specific symptoms?"
Li Kaiming briefly introduced Zhang Yifei's late-stage liver cancer, including her family background, diagnosis, and the fact that she has been in a coma for three days.
"Dean Qiu speaks highly of you, believing that your ancient medical skills and unique treatment methods may bring hope to this young girl. Dean Qiu hopes that Professor Li can set off this afternoon to take a look."
Li Yi thought for a moment. He was now proficient in traditional Chinese medicine, and cancer was the result of the malignant proliferation of tumor cells in the body, which he could treat.
However, he had already made an appointment with Zhao Qingchun to look at cars this afternoon.
Buying a car is a big deal. If I buy her a luxury car worth tens of millions, I can get half of it back.
You want me to treat people?
I'm not a doctor!
However, as the principal, he still needs to be mindful of interpersonal relationships.
Li Yi asked, "Oh? Is he in the mountain city?"
Principal Li: "Not in Chongqing, but in Beijing, at Peking Union Medical College Hospital."
Upon hearing this, Li Yi said, "In the capital? That's so far! I don't have time! I'm not going!"
"Huh?" Principal Li was stunned for a moment, then said, "Professor Li, just go. The school will reimburse your travel expenses."
Li Yi was speechless. Did I lack the money for these few travel expenses?
Brother, you're after more money, okay?
"No way! I don't have time!"
Principal Li: "Professor Li, this patient's father is a major donor to our school, having donated over one billion yuan to the school in total. He has also established a scholarship specifically for the school, making significant contributions to its development. Please, Professor Li, for the sake of the school, go and take a look!"
Li Yi was surprised to hear this, not expecting the other person to be so kind-hearted. However, he was not a doctor, and he couldn't let treating patients interfere with making money.
Unless, of course, Zhang Yifei is beautiful and there's a chance to get involved with her.
Thinking of this, Li Yi said, "Professor Li, as you know, in traditional Chinese medicine, besides medical skill, fate also plays a role in treating illness. I also adhere to this principle: I only treat those with whom I have a karmic connection. Show me the patient's photo. If I feel a connection with him, I will treat him. If not, then forget it!"
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