"A student from Jiang University?"
Yao Wenyuan glanced coldly at Ding Zhao, who was glaring at him, and said angrily: "In what age are you still a college student
If you go out on the street and grab anyone at random, they are all college students. "
He shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Ding, I have made it very clear to you.
Your family cannot pay for medical expenses now, and there is no source of income. Our hospital really cannot continue to treat Ms. Tian Guifang for free.
Hope you can understand. "
“How much will my mother’s medical bills cost?!”
Ding Zhao clenched his fists tightly and stared at Yao Wenyuan.
"Well, the hospitalization fees, surgery fees, and medical expenses all totaled to over 100,000 yuan.
Considering that your mother's burn condition is quite serious, there may be other subsequent expenses.
Can you afford it? "
Yao Wenyuan said expressionlessly.
"Ten, ten thousand"
Ding Zhao pinched his pocket, his expression dimmed for a moment.
He had borrowed some money from someone before coming here, but it was undoubtedly a drop in the bucket compared to the sky-high medical expenses.
A silent sneer appeared at the corner of Yao Wenyuan's lips, he patted the wrinkle marks on his trouser legs caused by Ding Zhao's father, and turned to leave.
The expressions of Ding Zhao and his son also fell into despair.
However, at this moment, a figure blocked Yao Wenyuan like a high wall.
Yao Wenyuan looked at the extraordinary young man in front of him and did not dare to get angry. He could only smile and said, "Does this gentleman have anything to do with me?"
The person coming was naturally Ye Hong.
He pointed at Ding Zhao and his son expressionlessly: "Arrange the best ward for Ms. Tian Guifang, immediately!"
Yao Wenyuan's expression changed, and he struggled: "But their medical expenses?"
"I went out for them."
As soon as Ye Hong said this, not only Yao Wenyuan looked stunned, but also Ding Zhao and his son looked over.
"Xiaozhao, who is he?" Ding Zhao's father asked with a confused look on his face.
"Dad, he is the genius Lao Wu Yeyun in our dormitory that I told you."
Ding Zhao explained, then came to Ye Hong and said gratefully: "Lao Wu, I will find a way to return the money to you in the future.
But it may have to wait until after graduation.”
Ye Hong waved his hand: "Don't talk about this now, Auntie's injury is more important."
Yao Wenyuan also came to his senses and rolled his eyes: "But this gentleman's medical expenses cost more than 100,000 yuan."
Only halfway through his words, Ye Hong's eyes burst out with a cold gaze, and he said word by word: "I asked you to arrange the best ward, do you hear that?!"
The momentum that exploded at this moment made Yao Wenyuan's legs tremble subconsciously, and he almost knelt on the ground.
He looked at Ye Hong with a look of horror on his face, his lips kept trembling, but he couldn't speak.
At this time, the security guard hurriedly came to Yao Wenyuan and said something in his ear.
Yao Wenyuan's expression gradually became excited, and then he said to Ye Hong diligently: "I understand, I'll make arrangements right away!"
Looking at Yao Wen's retreating figure, Ye Hong frowned.
He disliked this snobbish old man very much.
Especially in the position of director of the inpatient department where life and death mattered, Ye Hong didn't want to see this kind of person.
He thought for a moment and found that if he wanted Yao Wenyuan to get out, looking for Mo Tianlin seemed to be the fastest way.
If Yao Wenyuan knew that Ye Hong went directly to the provincial director in order to fire a county-level hospital director, he didn't know whether he would laugh or not.
(End of chapter)