Chapter 273 It's not cancer, it's a black-hearted doctor

Without waiting for Jiang Hanyan to ask, Song Jinshu started talking about the journey to treat his wife's illness, including how the 30,000 yuan was spent. Perhaps he wanted to prove that he was not lying, or perhaps he was too depressed and wanted to find someone to talk to.

"Doctor Jiang said that it would only cost 30,000 yuan to cure the disease, but after spending the money, my wife's health became worse. Later, I heard that this doctor Jiang had a nickname called Jiang Yidao, and he specialized in ripping off his patients. Alas, it was also my fault that I was too stupid to believe his lies."

Song Jinshu felt very guilty. He was not worried about the 30,000 yuan, but about his wife. She had suffered so much because of his credulity.

"Which hospital is this Doctor Jiang from?" Jiang Hanyan asked.

"Maria Hospital is a big hospital. I went there just for its brand. Who knew I would meet that kind of doctor?" Song Jinshu shook his head, looking helpless.

It was so difficult for ordinary people to see a doctor, so he thought that big hospitals must be better. However, he didn't expect that there were bad people in big hospitals. That guy named Jiang was a heartless person. He cheated him out of 30,000 yuan with just a few words, and caused his wife to suffer so much, and her health was ruined.

Jiang Hanyan frowned. Maria Hospital was indeed a large hospital with a good reputation. She also remembered that Yu Lu was born in Maria Hospital.

"Look at your stuff."

Let’s take a look at Song Jinshu’s lover’s body later.

Song Jinshu took out a few things from another room. They were not big, two cups, a small bowl, and a dressing box. He placed the things carefully on the table.

"This dressing box was left by my grandmother. My grandfather made it for her. It is made of huanghuali wood. These two cups are a pair. They are from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty. This bowl and bottle are also from the official kiln. I don't know the details, but they are definitely authentic."

Song Jinshu had no knowledge of antiques. He only knew that these things were his grandfather's treasures. When his grandfather went overseas, he put the most important collections in two boxes. His grandfather took one and his grandmother took another. As a result, his grandfather and his grandmother lost the two boxes. These things were all in that box and were obviously treasures.

Jiang Hanyan felt the rich spiritual energy on these things. They were indeed good things and definitely very valuable.

“Are you going to sell all of these?”

Song Jinshu hesitated and asked, "How much can these be sold for?"

"You have to name the price. I can only say that these are real and indeed good stuff, but I can't offer a price." Jiang Hanyan said with a smile.

If these things were to be sold in twenty years, they would definitely be worth hundreds of millions, but she couldn't possibly pay that much, so Song Jinshu had to make the offer.

Song Jinshu smiled awkwardly, "I don't understand these things, then...then besides this dressing box, can I sell it for 100,000 yuan?"

One hundred thousand should be enough for his wife's treatment, right? If one hundred thousand is not enough to cure her , I am afraid his wife will not be able to recover, and he will not be able to live. It is useless to have more money. As for this dressing box, it was given by his grandfather to his grandmother. He wanted to keep it as a souvenir. If his uncle came back to look for him, this dressing box could be used as a keepsake.

What my father always missed was my uncle. They had a very good relationship as brothers, but they were separated by death. Before he died, my father was still thinking about my uncle and worried that he was not living well out there. He also asked Song Jinshu to go abroad to find my uncle's family when he was capable.

"I'm not going to lie to you. These things of yours are very valuable. They're probably worth a million dollars at the current market price. I took advantage of you on that Yuan blue and white porcelain jar last time. I'll give you 800,000 for these items. If you can sell them for more at an auction house, it's your choice." Jiang Hanyan told the truth.

Song Jinshu looked surprised. Eight hundred thousand was a number he had never dared to imagine in his entire life. He never expected that the things left by his grandfather would be so valuable.

He rubbed his hands nervously, but didn't hesitate for too long before saying firmly, "I'll sell it to you."

He didn't know where the auction house was, nor did he know the operating procedures. If he ran into bad guys again, he might lose all his things. Miss Jiang and Mr. Lu were more reliable.

"Please keep this dressing box carefully. It is very valuable."

Jiang Hanyan curled her lips. Song Jinshu had a great advantage: he was not greedy. This was very good and would be rewarded.

Song Jinshu nodded and put the dressing box back into the room. Jiang Hanyan took all the remaining ones.

Lu Chen took Song Jinshu to the bank. Transferring money was too troublesome and would not arrive until Monday, so he directly withdrew 800,000 yuan and deposited it into Song Jinshu's account. He is now the bank's supreme customer, and the manager personally handles the operation, which is very convenient and fast.

When the 800,000 yuan arrived in his account, Song Jinshu felt like he was dreaming, dizzy and light-headed. With this money, could his wife's illness be cured?

Jiang Hanyan stayed at Song's house and did not go to the bank. She heard coughing from the bedroom from time to time. She knocked on the door and asked softly, "I was asked by Teacher Song to buy something. They went to the bank. Can they come in and talk to you?"

"Ahem... Hello, I'm seriously ill. You'd better not come in, lest I pass on the disease to you."

The woman's voice was a little hoarse, but you could tell she was a kind person. Even though she was so sick, she still cared about others.

"It's okay, I'm in good health. I'll come in now."

Jiang Hanyan pushed open the door and saw the woman lying on the bed. She was pale and weak, coughing from time to time. Although her face looked sick, it could be seen that she was very beautiful when she was young.

She used her spiritual power to check and found that it was true.

Judging from facial features, Yu Lu and Song Jinshu and his wife are related by blood, and should be her biological parents.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Hello, ahem...please take a seat!"

Mrs. Song tried to get up, but she was too weak and couldn't sit up for a long time. Instead, her coughing became more severe. Jiang Hanyan went over to help her up and put a pillow behind her back so that she could sit up.

"Thanks."

Mrs. Song turned sideways and coughed. After she stopped coughing, she looked at Jiang Hanyan and smiled embarrassedly.

"You are Miss Jiang, right? Thank you. Jinshu told me that if it weren't for you and Mr. Lu, his money would have been stolen." Song's wife said with a smile.

"It's just a piece of cake. That jar is very valuable. I got a bargain." Jiang Hanyan said with a smile.

"That's Miss Jiang's blessing. For our family, it's not a good thing to hide such a treasure. It's better to sell it."

Mrs. Song sighed, looking gloomy. She was not afraid of death, but she was worried that her husband would not be able to hold on after she was gone.

If only her daughter were still alive, she would be able to go with peace of mind with her daughter taking care of her husband.

After sitting down, Jiang Hanyan used her spiritual power to check Song's wife's body. After the space was upgraded, her medical skills also improved a lot. She could use her spiritual power to detect whether the body was sick without taking the pulse.

To her surprise, Song's wife did not have any serious illness, let alone cancer, but her body was really weak. Song Jinshu said that his wife had undergone three chemotherapy sessions. Chemotherapy is the most harmful to people. It can cost a good person half their life. It was a blessing that Song's wife was still alive.

But my body has been damaged and I need to take good care of myself.

Continue tomorrow

(End of this chapter)