Dr. Du was perplexed.
"Well... there is a way, but please understand, I can't tell you, as it would be against my professional ethics."
He has maintained an excellent reputation for over twenty years as a doctor and has never done anything against his conscience.
Clearly, Song Lingshan wanted to make a normal person abnormal, which completely went against the wishes of the person involved.
Moreover, if he were to actually do as Song Lingshan requested, it would cause immense physical and mental trauma to the person involved, something he simply couldn't do.
Song Lingshan rolled her eyes. What about professional ethics? All they want is more money. She'd seen too many hypocrites like that. She said irritably.
"Three hundred thousand."
"Miss Song, this really isn't about the money."
Dr. Du is not short of money. His registration fee is over a hundred yuan, and he can easily earn four figures per consultation.
His annual salary was almost a million, and although 300,000 was not a small amount, he really didn't want to abandon his professional ethics and persecute a pitiful person who had no grudge against him just for 300,000.
Song Lingshan lost her patience and generously said, "One million, and don't worry, I will keep this a secret, and no one will know."
Dr. Du swallowed hard, beginning to waver.
Song Lingshan raised the price again.
Three million.
Dr. Du's eyes lit up. Three million was more than three years' worth of his annual salary, and if it could be kept secret, it wasn't impossible.
He said frankly that if no one knew, he wouldn't have violated professional ethics.
"Okay, don't worry, I'll definitely make you satisfied."
(P.S.: Not all doctors are as greedy as Dr. Du. This behavior only represents him and is not intended to insult the medical profession; it's just for the sake of the plot!)
"Then come over this weekend morning, and I'll send you the location."
Song Lingshan secretly despised him. Sure enough, what professional ethics? As long as the money is right, there's nothing he won't sell.
Dr. Du: "Okay."
Song Lingshan hung up the phone and let out a deep breath.
With this reassurance, I can finally get a good night's sleep.
I closed my eyes and felt incredibly relaxed.
The corners of her lips turned up slightly.
She began to imagine a bright future for Su Luo, after Dr. Du intervened and she completely loathed Ozawa Nami.
...
Three poles in the sun.
Su Luo opened her eyes wearily, but it was still pitch black, and she couldn't see anything.
My whole body aches and I have no strength.
Glug glug.
My stomach started growling. I was so hungry, so hungry, so hungry that my stomach felt like it was sticking to my back.
Su Luo struggled to turn to her side and reached for the bedside table.
My fingertips brushed against the cool porcelain bowl, and as I probed into the plate, I touched something soft—it must be a sandwich.
It seems the nanny has been here. She didn't wake him up when he was asleep, but instead put the food next to him.
Su Luo struggled to sit up, supporting herself on the mattress, and took out a sandwich from the plate to eat it in large bites.
After wolfing down their food, they started looking for water again.
Finding a bottle of mineral water at her feet, Su Luo didn't hesitate, twisted open the cap, tilted her head back, and took a sip.
He frowned slightly.
How strange, the water tastes different today than usual, it's a bit bitter.
Is it that my mouth tastes bitter, or is there something wrong with the sandwich?
Su Luo didn't want to think too much. She was extremely thirsty, so she picked up the bottle again and drank half of it in one gulp.
After finishing her drink, Su Luo crawled back into bed, closed her eyes, and tried to sleep a little longer.
He really didn't know what else he could do besides sleep.
After a while, Su Luo not only couldn't fall asleep, but also felt very hot, as if the room temperature had suddenly increased in an instant.
Su Luo gasped for breath and threw off the covers.
It's still hot, starting from my heart, as if a scorching fire is raging through my body.
Suluzhe was covered in sweat when he suddenly understood.
There must have been something wrong with the water just now. I bit my lip hard, trying to stay awake.
Did Song Lingshan tamper with the water?
That's not right!
Shouldn't she go to work as soon as she wakes up?
Why do they have to do this?!
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