Intensive Care Unit.
Lu Han lay on the hospital bed, his limbs twitching incessantly, his mouth and nose crooked.
If he were to foam at the mouth again, it would be exactly like the symptoms of epilepsy.
Beside the hospital bed sat a dark-skinned, overweight middle-aged man, looking anxious with bloodshot eyes.
"Old Lu!" Aunt Zhou exclaimed, "Li Huan is here! He knows traditional Chinese medicine massage, he can definitely cure our son's strange illness."
Clearly, Lao Lu is Lu Huan's father.
"Oh! You've finally come! Please save my son!"
Old Lu quickly stepped aside, his face full of anticipation, as if he had seen a savior.
Li Huan approached the hospital bed, pretending to carefully observe Lu Han.
“Yesterday evening, your son’s car door bumped into mine. He was heartbroken and insisted that I pay for it! He became so agitated that he lost his temper!”
"I'm just wondering, your family is in the 'recycling' business, you can afford a Porsche sports car, but you can't afford to repair a car door?"
"Even if you don't have the money to repaint the car door, you can still go through insurance! Surely you can afford the damage insurance too?"
Hearing Li Huan's words, Aunt Zhou looked embarrassed.
Lao Lu's expression also looked embarrassed.
He smiled ingratiatingly: "To be honest, the industry has been sluggish these past few years, and the 'recycling' business is tough. I've also invested in a hotel, so I'm short on funds..."
"The Porsche that Lu Han drives is actually borrowed from a friend; I didn't buy it for him..."
"Huh?" Wu Meng's eyes widened suddenly. "It wasn't the Porsche you bought for Lu Han? Damn it, he actually lied to me..."
Li Huan laughed and said, "I understand now. Lu Han borrowed his friend's Porsche to show off and pick up girls, but the paint on the car door got scratched, which is why Lu Han got so excited!"
Old Lu nodded: "Yes, yes, this child is not steady, too impulsive... Please save him, save him..."
Li Huan sat on a bench, pretending to be an old Chinese medicine doctor, and reached out to take Lu Han's pulse.
His brows were furrowed, his expression serious, and he made up a casual remark.
"The cause of your son's illness is very simple: excessive excitement caused cerebral congestion, leading to neurological disorders and bodily dysfunction, resulting in limb convulsions..."
"Hehehe..." Laughter came from behind.
Li Huan turned around and saw several doctors and nurses walking towards her.
Aunt Zhou hurriedly introduced, "This is Dean Zhang, and this is the chief physician."
Li Huan thought to himself, "Damn, Lao Lu has a wide network of connections. He even knows the director of the municipal hospital."
Dean Zhang chuckled, "Hehehe, young man, do you understand medicine? Do you know what real mental derangement is? Don't exaggerate and jump to conclusions!"
Seeing the other person's disdainful expression, Li Huan cursed inwardly.
I don't know anything about medicine, but I do know "acupressure." If you're so capable, then undo it!
Li Huan stood up and smiled calmly: "Dean Zhang's medical skills are superb, and he can bring people back to life with his miraculous touch. Please treat Lu Han, Dean Zhang. I won't take up any more of your work."
After saying that, Li Huan walked straight to the door.
Old Lu hurriedly reached out to stop Li Huan: "Brother, brother, don't go, don't go! I'm counting on you to save my son!"
Li Huan said, "Since Dean Zhang and the chief physician are both here, I don't need to embarrass myself."
Old Lu hurriedly said, "The hospital director and chief physician couldn't help my son's illness; they simply couldn't cure him!"
At that moment, both Dean Zhang and the chief physician adjusted their glasses in unison, trying to hide their embarrassment.
Li Huan feigned surprise: "What? Even the dean and chief physician couldn't save him? Impossible, absolutely impossible! They are all highly skilled doctors, knowledgeable and experienced, how could they not save Lu Han?"
"Cough cough cough..." The chief physician coughed a few times. "Lu Han's condition is extremely rare! I've done a brain CT scan and a full-body examination on him, and everything is normal!"
"It can be concluded that Lu Han has no tumors, no pressure, no bleeding points, and no abnormalities in his brain! His internal organs are also in very good health!"
"Even if we bring in top medical experts from abroad, they would come to the same conclusion as our hospital regarding this strange and intractable disease!"
Li Huan laughed and said, "You mean the municipal hospital's medical standards have reached the world's top level?"
Dean Zhang said, "Based on the current diagnosis of Lu Han, our hospital's medical level has indeed reached the top level!"
This guy spoke arrogantly and with great confidence.
The chief physician glanced at Li Huan: "I heard from Lu Han's mother that you are a street vendor selling boxed lunches. May I ask, do you actually understand traditional Chinese medicine?"
Wu Meng interjected, "Li Huan definitely knows traditional Chinese medicine! When Lu Han collapsed yesterday, Li Huan wanted to massage his acupoints, but I stopped him because I was afraid he would massage them randomly and worsen his condition."
The chief physician said, "Your approach was very rational! Massaging acupoints haphazardly without understanding the condition can easily worsen the illness!"
"Hmph..." Dean Zhang chuckled disdainfully.
This sneer completely enraged Li Huan.
Damn it, a hospital director, acting all high and mighty, looking down on people like a dog!
Li Huan's mind raced, and he came up with an idea.
"Judging from Dean Zhang's expression, he doesn't believe at all that I can cure Lu Han through massage techniques?"
Dean Zhang said, "Do you think our hospital didn't try acupressure? Let me tell you, today we not only massaged Lu Han's acupressure points, but we also invited an expert to give Lu Han acupuncture, and it was all ineffective!"
Li Huan shrugged: "This only proves that your massage techniques are terrible and your acupuncture skills are rudimentary!"
“You…” Dean Zhang’s eyes blazed with fury.
Li Huan said, "Let's make a bet, do you dare?"
Dean Zhang said irritably, "Our hospital treats patients and saves lives; we don't have time for betting with you."
After a few seconds of pause, he asked curiously, "What kind of bet?"
Li Huan said, "If I massage Lu Han's acupoints and cure his strange illness, you will personally pay for 100,000 boxed meals and give them away for free to hospitalized patients!"
100,000 boxed meals!
"How much does each portion cost?" the chief physician asked curiously.
Li Huan said, "Four meat dishes and four vegetable dishes, rice and fresh soup, each serving costs twenty yuan!"
The nurse next to me whispered the calculations: "Twenty yuan per serving... 100,000 servings, a total of two million yuan!"
Li Huan continued, "These 100,000 boxed meals will be distributed free of charge over 200 days, with at least 500 meals distributed every day. I think the municipal hospital's inpatient department should have 500 patients every day, right?"
"Of course!" Dean Zhang answered proudly, then angrily retorted, "You have quite the nerve, betting two million with me!"
Li Huan chuckled: "Two million is nothing to a hospital director!"
A smug look flashed in Dean Zhang's eyes.
The chief physician hurriedly asked, "What if you can't cure Lu Huan's strange illness through massage?"
Li Huan said, "If I can't cure Lu Huan's strange illness, I'll provide free boxed meals to all the staff of the Municipal Hospital for a year!"
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