"I agree!"
"I also agree."
"Good idea. Let this old guy taste the family punishment."
"Humph, last time I was framed by this old dog, and the family head punished me with ten lashes. It still hurts now. This old dog also has this day. God has eyes."
"Yes, it's the best to beat this greedy old dog to death."
"According to the family punishment, he can't be a housekeeper anymore. Fuck, confiscate his property and confiscate it."
"F * ck, a butler is richer than us direct descendants. I'm also f * cking drunk. Let's beat this bastard to death."
…
The people of the Bai Family became excited again and shouted loudly. No one objected to Bai Qing's idea.
Looking at the gate of the Bai Family, Bai Qing was puzzled. "Theoretically, Li Zhong's savior should have come. Why hasn't there been any movement until now? This should not be the case."
He had prepared for the first round of confrontation with Bai Jing. He would never give up until he defeated Li Zhong, weakened Bai Jing's prestige, and won the final victory.
But Bai Jing acted like a coward, which was completely beyond his expectation. He felt that he had punched nothing with all his strength, and felt depressed and uncomfortable.
He didn't know that Bai Jing was really angry with the three Gods. His blood pressure rose and his brain was congested with blood. Several family doctors supported by the Bai Family were still rescuing him.
A few disciples of the second branch went to report and saw that all the elders of the second branch who could speak were waiting in the room with serious expressions. They had just said a few words about the situation outside when they were interrupted impatiently and chased out.
For the second branch, Bai Jing's life was more important than heaven. Before the successor was appointed, he must not die. Therefore, a mere housekeeper seemed insignificant at this critical moment. They were really not in the mood to care about the life and death of a servant.
Finally, in everyone's anxious waiting, the door of the temporary emergency room was opened, and several doctors in white coats came out one after another.
"Doctor Chen, how is my father?"
Bai Jing's four sons and three daughters went to greet them, and the eldest son, Bai Hongguang, asked nervously.
Doctor Chen, who was the leader, said with a serious face, "His life is not in danger, but …"
"But what? Say it quickly. "
Bai Jing's third son, Bai Hongtu, had an impatient personality. He shouted with a fierce expression.
Doctor Chen was frightened by his ferocious look and immediately shivered. He hurriedly said, "It's just that the Bai Family's Master was greatly stimulated and had a heart attack. Although his life is no longer in danger after our rescue, there are signs of a stroke. In the future, it will be difficult for him to speak and walk."
Bai Hong Guang and the others looked at each other. Their hearts sank. They did not expect Bai to have a stroke.
The Bai Clan was a prestigious clan. They would never use a person who had suffered a stroke as the Clan Leader. Therefore, if Bai Ruochen could not recover in a short period of time, he would have to hand over the position of Clan Leader.
Bai Hongtu glared and angrily said, "Doctor Chen, you're an expert in the field of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular, yet you can't even treat a stroke? If so, what's the use of my Bai family keeping you around? "
Dr. Chen argued, "I'm a Western doctor, and I don't know how to treat a stroke. But in this regard, traditional Chinese medicine is very good. I suggest you invite a good traditional Chinese medicine doctor to come and have a look."
"Hey, when you came to the Bai family for the job, didn't you say that traditional Chinese medicine is a feudal superstition?"
Bai Hongwei, the second son of the Bai family, raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically.
"Uh, that … times have changed. I did think that traditional Chinese medicine was pseudoscience, but since the Young Miracle-working Doctor of Ninghai appeared, I changed my view of traditional Chinese medicine through scientific proof and detailed data. He even published a paper in Lancet. The knowledge left by our ancestors is still very good, especially in terms of hemiplegia, stroke, and so on. Traditional Chinese medicine is indeed more effective than Western medicine."
Dr. Chen explained with a serious face. As a medical doctor who returned from abroad, he had many classmates in Western countries. In the past few days, these classmates had called him one after another to ask if he knew the Young Miracle-working Doctor.
At first, he did not take it seriously and proudly replied that the so-called Young Miracle-working Doctor was just a deceiver. He did not expect that he would be despised by his classmates who had a strict attitude towards medicine. They said that he was jealous of the talented, which made him very angry.
In particular, a German classmate who had a good relationship with him seriously warned him that he had no right to speak without investigation. He suggested that he read the latest issue of Lancet first.
What kind of magazine was Lancet? What kind of authority did it have in the medical field? What kind of philosophy had it always adhered to? How could Dr. Chen not know? He was shocked when he heard that. He quickly hung up the phone and went to read the latest issue of Lancet.
Seeing that Lancet published Ding Ning's paper from an objective and fair perspective, Dr. Chen did not want to believe that traditional Chinese medicine, which he had always doubted, could be so magical, but he did not have the courage to doubt the authority of Lancet.
With a reluctant mind, Dr. Chen logged into the official website of Lancet again. On the website, he saw the video recorded by the Young Miracle-working Doctor, which made him completely admire him.
It was funny that it was not Ding Ning's paper or his theory about meridians that completely changed his impression of traditional Chinese medicine, but Zuihongyan Cosmetics.
Yes, it was Zuihongyan Cosmetics. In the past few days, the magical effect of Zuihongyan Cosmetics was the most widely spread in the upper-class circle in Yan Jing. As the head of the private medical team hired by the Bai Family with a high salary, he could be regarded as a person who had half entered the upper-class, and he also had contacts with those rich childes.
At first, he sneered at the crazily sought after Zuihongyan Cosmetics, thinking that it was another swindler who came out of nowhere to cheat these rich and stupid playboys.
But when that playboy, with the mentality of showing off, painfully took out a small piece of paste like toothpaste the size of a soybean, cut an old scar on his arm with a knife on the spot, and smeared it with the sample of Zuihongyan Scar Cream, which was said to be obtained with great difficulty. In just half an hour, the scar disappeared without a trace, and Dr. Chen was completely convinced.
Although he did not know what kind of relationship the famous Young Miracle-working Doctor had with Zuihongyan Cosmetics and why they spared no effort to advertise it in Lancet, Dr. Chen firmly believed that Zuihongyan Cosmetics, which was popular in the upper-class circle in the capital, was definitely made by the Young Miracle-working Doctor.
This made him completely change his view of the Young Miracle-working Doctor, who he had disdained before, and also changed his view of traditional Chinese medicine.
"Young Miracle-working Doctor?"
Bai Hongguang's four sons and three daughters' eyes lit up at the same time. Yes, how could they forget him? It was said that he could even save the terminally ill Old Master Su and make him youthful again. It should be a piece of cake for him to treat a stroke patient.
Bai Hongguang was a calm person. He coughed dryly and said, "Dr. Chen, I don't want what happened here today to be known by outsiders and spread widely."
Dr. Chen quickly nodded and promised, "Don't worry, I'm a doctor. My team and I have the professional ethics that we should have. Keeping the patient's secret is within the scope of our professional ethics. I promise that my team and I will not leak any information."
"Well, thank you, Dr. Chen. You've worked hard. I'll arrange for someone to send you a big red envelope later."
After Bai Hongguang saw off Dr. Chen and the others, he immediately turned to his brothers and sisters and said with a serious expression, "Now we must hide the fact that Dad had a stroke, or it will be difficult for our branch to keep the position of the family head in our hands."
"Brother, I know what you mean, but today is the Old Master's 100th birthday. As the family head, how can Dad not show up? I'm afraid he can't hide his illness. "
The fourth son, Bai Hongda, glanced at Bai Hongguang's crooked nose and slanted eyes, his mouth was drooling, and his hands were spasming like cramps. The other brothers and sisters all nodded when they heard this.
As the descendants of the second branch, they had vested interests. They had tasted the sweetness of power, so how could they be willing to give it up?
However, today was the Old Master's 100th birthday. As the family head, it was impossible for Bai Hongguang not to show up. It might not be so easy to hide his illness.
Bai Hongguang clenched his teeth with a serious expression and said, "There's no other way. Now we can only say that the family head is ill and needs to rest. Ask people to guard the door and don't allow anyone to visit. Delay it as long as possible."
"Even if we can hide it for a while, we can't hide it forever. What if the Old Master wants to visit Dad? How can we even stop the Old Master?"
Bai Hongyu, the eldest sister of the second generation of the Bai Family, frowned and asked worriedly.
"Of course we can't stop the Old Master, but he's the birthday boy today. He definitely can't come to visit Dad. Let's hurry and send people to find the little magic doctor. As long as he can cure Dad, we can get through this crisis without anyone knowing."
Bai Hongguang had already made up his mind and said decisively.
Everyone suddenly understood, and the worry on their faces was immediately swept away. They smiled happily and said, "Good idea. Big Brother already has a plan. Now we don't have to worry."
Bai Hongguang did not have any smile on his face. He still said worriedly, "Don't be happy too early. It's said that the little magic doctor is good friends with that bastard Bai Qing. Let's not talk about whether we can find him in the shortest time. Even if we find him, whether he'll be willing to help is another problem."
"Hmph, if he dares not to help, see how I'll deal with him."
Fierce light flashed in Bai Hongtu's eyes. In the third generation of the Bai Family, he was the most hot-tempered one and the one who liked to deal with people from all walks of life the most. He was full of unscrupulous and unscrupulous aura.
"Nonsense. Dad's life is in the hands of the doctor. If you dare to threaten or bribe him and force him to do something while treating Dad, let's see what you can do then."
Bai Hongguang scolded speechlessly.
"If he dares to do something, I'll tear him apart."
Bai Hongtu said angrily.
"Come on, Third Brother, don't make trouble. He is Dad's savior now. Be polite when you invite him. Even if he is good friends with Bai Qing, the friendship now is not worth much. At worst, you can give him more money. If one million is not enough, you can give him ten million. If ten million is not enough, you can give him fifty million. Money moves people's hearts. I don't believe that a little doctor like him will not be tempted."
The youngest sister, Bai Hongxue, spoke unhurriedly. Her expression carried a high and mighty arrogance, like a proud white swan.
She naturally had her reasons for being arrogant. Among the brothers and sisters of the second generation of the Bai Family, she was the one who lived a better life.
She was the boss of a state-owned enterprise, and her husband was a deputy state leader with real power. Her son was already a prefecture-level cadre at a young age and had a promising future. Her daughter-in-law was a well-known reporter of a TV station.
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