"Wait a mininute."

The old man smiled and walked over to answer the phone.

After a moment, the old man's face became extremely ugly.

He hung up the phone, and the kindness on his face disappeared without a trace, replaced by endless anger.

"Is this person called Chu Yaohang?" the old man pointed to the person on the hospital bed.

"Yes... old man, what's wrong?" Chu Hong asked in a daze.

"It won't be cured anymore! Please take him away, please ask Gao Ming!" The old man drove him away with an impatient look.

"ah?"

The Chu family was struck by lightning.

"Old sir, why don't you treat me so well?" Chu Hong was anxious.

"I said I would not cure you, but I can cure anyone today, but if I don't cure this Chu Yaohang, you can carry him away!" the old man said angrily.

Chu Hong gritted his teeth and knelt directly on the ground: "Old sir, please, my son is still young. If he loses his legs, then his life will be over. Please, Mr., please, save my son!"

Chu Hong is really scared this time.

What a person he is? Today he is going to kneel down to this unknown old Chinese doctor, but at this time, what is the use of dignity?

After all, he is just such a son!

Seeing this, the old man couldn't bear it and sighed helplessly: "Oh, Mr. Chu, I'll tell you the truth. Even if you kneel down to me, I will not treat your son, and there will not be anyone in Jiangcheng to treat your son!"

"Why?" Chu Hong asked tremblingly.

"Because you offended Doctor Lin!" the old man scolded angrily.
Chapter completed!