Chapter 1879
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An Zhehui and Ji Qian were stunned when they heard this.
Judge, that was a very powerful position.
They didn't expect their daughter to find such a man to be her boyfriend.
Both of them worked in a unit and admired working in a government department. Their jobs were secure and they wouldn't lose them. As for the Nian Junting that their daughter used to like, An Zhehui and his wife felt that his family was too cold and heartless. It was as if they thought that they were superior just because they had a little money. They didn't have any manners and didn't take anyone seriously. They even thought that they were stupid and easy to bully.
"Hello, hello, Baohan, right?" An Zhehui shook hands with him. "We're An Lan's parents."
"I know, we met at the mental hospital last time." Xu Baohan nodded.
An Zhehui and Ji Qian suddenly remembered that they had hit An Lan in the hospital last time. They felt a little awkward, but they quickly understood that they were An Lan's parents, so he had to be polite no matter what.
"Oh, how long have you been dating?" An Zhehui changed the topic and asked, "When do you plan to get married?"
"Mom, Dad," An Lan couldn't take it anymore and interrupted, "You guys should go back early. I'll come and look for you tomorrow."
"It's already so late. Are you sure you want us two old people to go back?" Ji Qian frowned. "We mainly came to look for you today. We plan to spend the night at your place. I want to talk to you about An Ning. You have to give me an answer."
Ji Qian had thought it through. It was rare for her daughter to find such a tall, handsome, and well-positioned man like Xu Baohan. She would definitely want to cherish him. If she mentioned helping An Ning in front of her, in order to protect her good reputation as a filial and loving sister in front of Xu Baohan, she would definitely agree to An Ning's transfer.
She had her own thoughts. An Lan was a smart person and immediately understood.
However, she was also exceptionally disappointed and disappointed. If Xu Baohan didn't understand her character, her parents would be making things difficult for her by saying these things in front of her. If things didn't go well, Xu Baohan might misunderstand that she was a heartless person.
An Zhehui also understood what his wife meant. He immediately smiled awkwardly and said to Xu Baohan, "You might not know this, but An Ning's sister is now in a mental hospital because of the trauma. The last time we went to see her, I heard that there's a house in Shanghai …"
"I know, An Lan told me yesterday," Xu Baohan interrupted him.
An Zhehui was stunned for a moment before he nodded, "It's good that you've heard of it. Then help me persuade An Lan. Her sister's illness has to be treated as soon as possible. It hurts our hearts to see her acting so crazy every day."
Xu Baohan's expression was still calm and collected. "After I found out about this, I immediately told An Lan that this might be a scam. Then, I asked a friend in the hospital about it. My friend said that the medicine isn't that magical. Currently, the medicine provided in Xia City's mental hospital is the best medicine available. I have a relative who is also treated there. Now, many health care hospitals use the slogan of treating patients and falsely advertise it. They say it's direct sales, but in fact, it's similar to multi-level marketing."
"Pyramid selling?" Ji Qian frowned, "How could a good hospital be a pyramid selling?"
An Lan wanted to sneer. Didn't these two people know how to watch more news to broaden their horizons?
Fortunately, Xu Baohan was a patient person. He continued to discuss with the two old men seriously, "Do you know about Quan Jian who caused an uproar a while ago? He even has a private hospital. How many people have been cheated and how many patients have been harmed? The closest one is Xia City. Our court has handled many cases. Many private hospitals have done a good job in publicity. When the patient's family members go to consult, the doctors talk a lot about it. In the end, hundreds of thousands of dollars have been spent on it, but nothing can be cured.
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