After running around for a day, Zhang Tianhe was really thirsty. He drank all the tea in the cup, but not long after the fragrant tea entered his stomach, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest!
He raised his hand to cover his chest and immediately realized what had happened. He pointed at Wang Dacheng, but the sharp pain in his heart made him unable to say a word.
Wang Dacheng put down the phone in his hand. He had just been pretending. There was no need for him to transfer five million dollars to a dying man.
"How is it? Does it hurt? But it doesn't matter. You just have to bear with it. It will be over soon. " He smiled and said, "In fact, I don't care about the five million dollars, but the mouth of a dead man is the safest, so you can't blame me."
Zhang Tianhe's eyes widened and his body stiffened. He stopped breathing with a face full of unwillingness. He had never thought that he would be tricked by a young man after spending most of his life in this world.
Wang Dacheng took a document from the drawer, grabbed Zhang Tianhe's finger, and pressed a fingerprint on it. Then, he wiped Zhang Tianhe's finger clean and put the document away. Only then did he shout outside, "Someone come quickly, Dr. Zhang is sick."
Hearing his shout, the secretary and bodyguards immediately ran in from outside.
Wang Dacheng pointed at Zhang Tianhe and said, "Doctor Zhang has a heart attack. Hurry up and send him to the hospital."
The bodyguards hurriedly carried Zhang Tianhe into the car, and Wang Dacheng followed. They rushed to Jiangnan Hospital together and quickly carried him into the emergency room.
Wang Dacheng lit a cigarette. Although he looked very anxious, he was actually very sure that Zhang Tianhe had drunk his medicine. Even a divine weapon could not save him.
Sure enough, half an hour later, the ceiling light of the emergency room went out. The doctor in charge of the rescue came out and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Wang Dacheng. We did our best."
Wang Dacheng grabbed him by the collar and shouted in a deep and crazy voice, "What? You're such a big hospital, and you can't even cure a heart attack? Doctor Zhang is the best doctor in our company. You have to save him no matter what. "
The attending doctor quickly shouted, "Wang Dacheng, don't get excited. Doctor Zhang had a sudden myocardial infarction, and he had stopped breathing when we arrived. We really can't do anything."
Wang Dacheng seemed to calm down a little. He let go of the doctor's collar and said apologetically, "I'm sorry. I was too excited."
Just then, a middle-aged woman in her 50s and a young man in his 20s ran in from outside. They were Zhang Tianhe's wife, Li Lizhen, and son, Zhang Bing.
"What about Zhang Tianhe? How is he?" Li Lizhen asked nervously.
Wang Dacheng glanced at the attending doctor. The attending doctor understood and hurried over to explain, "Mrs. Zhang, I'm really sorry. We've tried our best, but Dr. Zhang had a sudden myocardial infarction. We couldn't save him."
"What? You said that Zhang Tian He is dead? "
The attending doctor nodded. "My condolences!"
At this time, the young nurse pushed Zhang Tianhe's body out of the emergency room. Li Lizhen and Zhang Bing immediately threw themselves on the body and wailed.
After the two of them cried for a while, the bodies were taken away. Wang Dacheng stepped forward and said, "Mrs. Zhang, the dead can't come back to life. My condolences."
Li Lizhen cried, "Young Master Wang, the old man was the backbone of our family. What will my son and I do now that he's gone?"
Wang Dacheng said, "Mrs. Zhang, don't worry. Dr. Zhang is a doctor of our Hall of Medical Fame. I will definitely take care of his funeral. I will also give you and your child a pension."
In fact, Zhang Tianhe had been drinking and having fun all these years. He had had a lot of women. Li Lizhen and he seemed to be in harmony, but they were actually not. They often went to various high-end clubs. She was sad after Zhang Tianhe's death, but only a little. Most of it was just an act.
When she heard Wang Dacheng say that he could take care of the funeral and give her a sum of money, her crying immediately weakened. She said, "Thank you so much, Young Master Wang!"
Wang Dacheng said, "Mrs. Zhang, but I also have a condition. Dr. Zhang's funeral must be handled in a low-key manner. He must be cremated before noon."
Li Lizhen said in surprise, "Isn't … isn't this too rushed? Besides, our old man is dead. He should have a grand funeral. It can't be handled simply! "
Wang Dacheng said, "Mrs. Zhang, here's the thing. Think about it from my point of view. Dr. Zhang was a famous doctor of our Hall of Medical Fame. He was also famous in Jiangnan City.
He was just 65 years old this year. If it was said that he died of illness, it would have a very bad impact on the reputation of our Hall of Medical Fame. Many people would say that our Hall of Medical Fame can't even cure our own people. How can we cure others' illnesses?
So I hope you can handle Mr. Zhang's funeral in a low-key manner and cremate him as soon as possible! "
Li Lizhen shook her head and said, "That won't do. Death is the most important thing. I have to give the old man a grand funeral. I can't agree to your request."
Wang Dacheng said, "I understand your feelings, but Dr. Zhang is dead. No matter how grand the funeral is, he can't come back to life, right? Well, if you are willing to agree to my condition, I will give you one million yuan as compensation. "
Li Lizhen shook her head and said, "No, I can't agree. This is not about money!"
Wang Dacheng smiled and said, "Two million yuan!"
"This … Boss Wang, you're making things difficult for me …"
"Five million yuan!"
Wang Dacheng shouted the number and said, "Mrs. Zhang, don't forget that it's good for the living to live a good life. I think Dr. Zhang also wants you and Zhang Bing to live a better life. Five million is not a small number. You have to seize the opportunity. "
Li Lizhen turned her head and looked at her son. After the mother and son looked at each other, they nodded slightly.
"Eight million!" Li Lizhen said, "If you give us eight million, I will do as you say. Tomorrow, I will handle the funeral in a low-key manner and cremate the body."
Wang Dacheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Well, eight million it is. Anyway, Dr. Zhang died in our company. This is a little compensation for him."
He took out a check and gave it to Li Lizhen. "This is two million. Take it to handle the funeral first. After the cremation tomorrow, I will immediately transfer the six million to your account."
"Thank you, Young Master Wang!"
Li Lizhen took the check and received an additional 8 million yuan. This imperceptibly diluted the sadness in her heart that was not much to begin with.
Wang Dacheng left the hospital with a sneer on his face. According to the agreement, he should give Zhang Tianhe another five million dollars. Now he had spent eight million yuan, which was more than half of it.
In order to get the other six million that Wang Dacheng had promised, the next morning, Li Lizhen and Zhang Bing handled Zhang Tianhe's funeral in a low-key manner. They didn't even tell their relatives and friends. They hastily handled the funeral and sent Zhang Tianhe to the cremator.
This time, Wang Dacheng did not break his promise. He directly paid Li Lizhen and her son six million yuan and told them to keep it a secret.
Li Lizhen had no objection to this. It was not a glorious thing to know. It was best to keep it a secret.
At the same time, the Huaxia Hall of Medical Fame once again held a free clinic in the Health Square. Zhang Tianhe's absence did not attract anyone's attention. After all, everyone had something to do. Zhang Tianhe was not the only one who was absent. There was another doctor who had asked for leave.
However, not long after the free clinic began, there was a sudden disturbance outside the crowd. A group of people in mourning clothes rushed in, carrying a dead body behind them.
The young man in the lead pointed to the doctors of the Hall of Medical Fame and shouted, "Where is Zhang Tianhe? F * ck Zhang Tianhe, come out!"
Che Xiaoxiao happened to be there. She hurried forward and asked, "Sir, don't be angry. What happened?"
The young man glanced at her and asked, "Who are you?"
Che Xiaoxiao said, "I am Che Xiaoxiao, the president of the Huaxia Hall of Medical Fame. Tell me what you want!"
"So it was you who created this Hall of Medical Fame and killed my father. Today, I want you to pay with your life!"
The young man said as he rushed forward and slapped Che Xiaoxiao in the face.
Che Xiaoxiao didn't expect him to hit someone. The slap was solid, and her cheeks immediately became red and swollen. Fortunately, the others stepped forward in time to pull the young man away. Otherwise, she would have been hurt even more.
"What right do you have to hit people?" Che Xiaoxiao said angrily.
"My father just had a little stomachache yesterday. He took the traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by Zhang Tianhe and died this morning. Shouldn't you be responsible? Today, I want you to pay with your life for my father's! "
The young man was about to pounce on Che Xiaoxiao again, but he was stopped by the others.
"That's impossible. You're slandering us." Che Xiaoxiao said, "Dr. Zhang is a famous doctor of our Hall of Medical Fame. Even if his prescription can't cure the disease, it can't kill people."
She really thought so. Compared with Western medicine, traditional Chinese medicine had very few side effects. Even if there was a misdiagnosis, generally speaking, it wouldn't kill people.
"My father is here. What else do you have to quibble about?" The young man said, pointing to the body behind him.
At the same time, he took out a prescription from his pocket, pointed at the handwriting on it, and said, "This prescription was written by Zhang Tianhe, and his name is written on it. You can't deny it even if you want to!"
Another middle-aged man behind the young man shouted, "Since you're a woman, we won't argue with you. Hurry up and call Zhang Tianhe out."
Che Xiaoxiao saw the prescription and was sure that it was written by Zhang Tianhe. However, in the face of this situation, she couldn't do anything. Zhang Tianhe was already dead.
Wang Dacheng had gone to deal with Zhang Tianhe's funeral and asked her to lead the free clinic. She hadn't expected to encounter this kind of thing as soon as she arrived. Although she had been the manager of the Dreamy Jiangnan Hotel for five years, she had never encountered such a medical dispute. For a moment, she was at a loss.
Just as Che Xiaoxiao didn't know what to do, there was another commotion outside the crowd. "Bastard, Zhang Tianhe, hurry up and come out. I want him to pay with his life for my man's death!"
While they were talking, another group of people rushed in carrying a dead body. The leader was a middle-aged woman in her 40s.
After rushing into the crowd, she waved the prescription in her hand and cried, "Yesterday, my man came here to see the doctor. That bastard Zhang Tianhe said that his liver was very hot, so he prescribed a few doses of medicine and said that he would be fine after taking it. Who knew that not long after he took it, my man would die."
Seeing this scene, Che Xiaoxiao's beautiful face turned pale. The death of one person was already too much for her to deal with. Now that two people had died, how was she going to deal with this?
"Zhang Tianhe, pay with my son's life!"
Before she could recover, there was another cry from outside the crowd. Then, another person pushed in with another body. The third victim had appeared, and the victim's family was still looking for Zhang Tianhe.
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