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Chapter 1358 Looks Just Like This Person! (Please Subscribe!)

Hua Shier drove the girls to the hospital, following the ambulance. The emergency doctor was stunned when he saw the silver needle on Fan's father's Baihui acupoint.

"What's with this needle?"

The female doctor accompanying the patient explained with a wry smile:

"The patient was suspected of having a cerebral hemorrhage. When we arrived, the needle was already in place. I didn't dare to do anything after we got there, so we could only leave it like this!"

Hua Shier stepped forward and said, "The patient's bleeding point is in the brainstem. This needle is for stopping the bleeding. Please start treatment immediately!"

Upon hearing that the patient had even specified the bleeding point, the emergency doctor frowned and asked:
"Which hospital are you from? Has the patient had a CT scan and MRI? How did you determine the bleeding point?"

Hua Shier shrugged and said, "I'm not a doctor, I work in finance!"

The emergency doctor was speechless, then gave a stern reprimand:

"So you dare to give patients acupuncture? This is practicing medicine illegally, and you'll be held responsible if anything goes wrong!"

Hua Shier was completely bewildered: "What did you say?"

"I told you you have to take responsibility!"

"Not this sentence, but the previous sentence?"

The emergency doctor was somewhat puzzled, but still said, "I'm asking you which hospital you're from."

Hua Shier presented his identification:

"Those in mental hospitals, their job is to be studied!"

He casually removed the silver needle from Fan's father's head, which disappeared with a flick of his wrist, and then coughed lightly:
"That wasn't actually a silver needle, but an antenna for receiving cosmic energy. If this energy is used properly, it can open up all the meridians in the body, the five meridians and seven chakras, the eighth grotto-heaven, fuse with a strange fire, become a Dou Di, reach the other shore, and ascend to immortality."

Everyone:
Hua Shier: You're overthinking it. It's impossible for me to take responsibility; the law doesn't allow it!

The emergency doctor realized they couldn't waste time with a mentally ill patient and quickly called to the surrounding nurses:

"Hurry up and save them!"

Turning back, he added, "A family member is here; go and pay the fees!"

Fan Shengmei quickly agreed and followed. Although she only had a thousand yuan left, she could use her credit card to overdraft, so she could at least pay the fee.

After Mr. Fan was taken away for examination, Ms. Fan Shengmei's mother realized what was happening, her eyes darted around, and she exclaimed:

"Wang Baichuan, you're practicing medicine illegally! You've hurt us old men!"

She pointed at Hua Shierdao and said:
"If anything happens to this old man, you'll have to pay me!"

Andy had a bit of a headache, feeling that her man had gotten into trouble again, and quickly advised him:

"Auntie, saving lives is the priority now!"

Qiu Yingying, on the other hand, stood up for her own boss:

"I trust my boss. Last time, a beautiful female colleague of ours had a fever, and my boss gave her an injection and she got better. When she came out of the office, her face was rosy and she looked so pretty!"

Everyone looked at Qiu Yingying, then at Hua Shier with suspicion. They were clearly doubting whether the fever Qiu Yingying mentioned was real, and whether the needle was actually an acupuncture needle.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Qiu Yingying assumed they still didn't believe her.

"I'm telling the truth. My colleague said that the needle is really thick, but it doesn't hurt when it pricks you; it's actually quite comfortable."

"Destroy!"

Hua Shier covered his face:

"Qiu Yingying, please calm down before you speak, or you could easily get beaten to death. How could you say such inappropriate things about a good deed? I feel like I can't clear my name even if I jump into the Yellow River!"

Qiu Yingying also seemed to realize what was happening, and said with an embarrassed smile, "Is that so?"

Fan's mother grabbed Hua Twelve:

"Don't bring up anything else. You just gave this old man acupuncture. If anything happens to me, you'll be responsible!"

Hua Shier raised his big hand: "Stop it! I have a license, or I'll get rough!"

Mother Fan quickly stopped. It was pointless to hit a mentally ill person like that; if she were to be humiliated in a big fight, she would have no way to seek justice.

Hua Twelve sneered:

"Who said I gave your old man acupuncture? Do you have an invoice? Do you have a credit card? The surveillance footage is all from my house, and I'll destroy it later. Who's going to testify for you, old lady?"

Fan's mother looked at the girls from Ode to Joy: "Say something fair."

None of the three women uttered a sound.

For Andy, Hua Shier is her man; for Qiu Yingying, Hua Shier is her boss; and for Guan Guan, well, she dreamt about him last night, and washed her underwear this morning.

When Fan's mother saw that no one could testify for her, she immediately became anxious:

"You guys, you're friends with my Xiaomei!"

Hua Twelve said with a smile:

"Don't worry, let me analyze it for you. You see, it was Fan Shengmei who took the initiative to ask me for help today, right?"

"You knew beforehand that I had a certificate and that my mental state was questionable, so that's understandable, isn't it?"

"In other words, you actively sought help from a mentally ill person. So if something goes wrong, how can you blame me, a mentally ill person? You have to take the risks. The same principle applies in court. So give up, old woman, coming to me is useless!"

Fan's mother was filled with regret. She had only thought about how rich Wang Baichuan was and had forgotten that her grandson was mentally ill.

Feeling the gazes of the women around her, the old lady's face flushed, and she snorted coldly:

"I'm going to check on Xiaomei's dad!"

After walking a distance, he muttered, "What kind of friends does Xiaomei have!"

Andy sighed and said helplessly to Hua Twelve, "You should stop showing off in the future!"

Hua Shier chuckled, unconcerned: "Alright, what time is it? Aren't you guys at work?"

Qiu Yingying and Guan Juer checked the time and exclaimed in surprise. The former asked:
"Boss, today is a special occasion, you won't dock my pay, will you?"

Hua Shier smiled faintly: "What do you think?"

"Oh no!"

Qiu Yingying said goodbye to Andy and then hurriedly left with Guan Juer.

Andy also checked the time and said to Hua Twelve:

"I'm worried about Fan Xiaomei, so I'll wait here for a while and see if I can help in any way!"

Hua Shier nodded: "Then I'll go out and buy you some breakfast!"

Andy nodded: "Buy more, Fan Xiaomei and her mother probably haven't eaten yet!"

Hua Shier looked annoyed: "No money!"

Andy took out his phone and transferred 100 yuan to Hua Shier:
"Okay, fine, you can just buy it for me!"

Hua Shier shook his head helplessly: "You're just a pushover!"

He went to the smoking area outside the hospital and lit a cigarette. At that moment, a stylishly dressed woman came over and criticized him:
"Smoking in public places, don't you have any sense of public decency?"

Hua Shier turned around and glanced at the "Smoking Area" sign with surprise. The woman naturally understood his meaning and said matter-of-factly:

"You can't even smoke in the designated smoking area!"

Hua Shier looked around and, finding no one paying attention, kicked out. The woman flew backwards into the green belt with a whoosh. The force of the kick was just right; the woman wouldn't wake up for at least two hours.

I took out my phone and asked the T1000 to delete the nearby surveillance footage. Then, I finished my cigarette as if nothing had happened, took a stroll around the hospital area, and bought breakfast on the way back.

As soon as I got back to the emergency room, I saw Fan's mother gesturing to Fan Shengmei about Hua Shier's haphazard needle pricks, probably still wanting some compensation or something.

Upon seeing Hua Shier, Fan's mother immediately shut up, rolled her eyes, and turned her head away. Andy took the breakfast from Hua Shier's hand and handed one to Fan Shengmei.
"Fan Xiaomei, you should have some too!"

As for Fan's mother, Andy ignored her. That old woman was trying to cheat her husband and still wanted breakfast.

Just then, the emergency room doctor from earlier pushed open the door and came out. He immediately saw Hua Twelve and quickly came up to ask:
How did you know the hemorrhage was in the brainstem?

Fan Shengmei asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is my father?"

The doctor said directly, "Don't worry, there's no danger to his life. You brought him here very promptly, just like someone who has recently suffered a brain hemorrhage and received timely treatment!"

As he spoke, he looked at Hua Shier and asked with a questioning look, "Is it because of acupuncture?"

Hua Shier said with a smug look, "I told you all long ago, cosmic energy is amazing. The Eighth Heaven, ascend to immortality on the spot!"

Everyone:.
The doctor could tell that the woman didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't press further. Instead, he addressed Fan Shengmei and her mother:
"Although the patient is not in immediate danger, surgery and timely treatment are still necessary; otherwise, their life could still be in danger!"

Both Fan's mother and Fan Shengmei were teary-eyed and had lost their composure, so Andy had to ask on their behalf:
"What is the success rate of the surgery? How long can the patient live after the surgery, and to what extent will they recover?"

The doctor said seriously:
"All surgeries carry risks. I can only say that our hospital has a very mature surgical treatment for this condition!"

"As for how long he can live and what level of recovery he will reach, I can tell you that because he was brought in in time, perhaps because of that needle, the bleeding was not significant. As long as the blood clots are cleared, it will not have a major impact on the patient's health!" "There will definitely be aftereffects, but as long as he is active in health and exercises regularly, there shouldn't be too much of a problem in returning to a normal life!"

It was only then that Fan Shengmei realized how important the needle Hua Shier had inserted was.

She nodded vigorously: "Yes, we'll have the surgery, but we don't know how much it will cost."

The doctor pondered for a moment and said, "If you go to the rehabilitation center after the surgery, it will be more expensive. If you don't go to the rehabilitation center, it will cost about 100,000 yuan in total!"

Fan's mother looked at Fan Shengmei through tears, while the latter's lips trembled:
"One hundred thousand!"

The doctor, with his extensive experience, could tell from their expressions that the family's financial situation was modest; 100,000 yuan was likely a large sum for them, and he didn't press them for payment.

"If you don't save him, he won't live more than three months. If you want to save him, pay the money as soon as possible so I can arrange the surgery. Alright, it's up to you whether you want to save him or not!"

He went back to his office after he finished speaking.

Fan's mother cried as she held Fan Shengmei's hand: "Xiaomei, Mom is counting on you. You must save your father!"

Fan Shengmei wiped away her tears:

"How can I save him? I only have so much money each month, and you want to take three thousand for my older brother. I still have to rent a place and live every month. Where am I supposed to get the money? I gave you two thousand before, and I only have one thousand left. Now even one thousand isn't enough. I only have a few hundred. The examination and emergency treatment just now cost more than eight thousand, all of which I overdrafted on my credit card. What am I supposed to do?"

Andy couldn't stand it and was about to lend Fan Shengmei money, but Hua Shier stopped her and shook his head to signal her to keep quiet.

But when Fan's mother saw it, she suddenly knelt down before Andy:

"Girl, Xiaomei said you're her good friend. I know you have money. Could you lend us some money first?"

Then she addressed Hua Twelve again:
"Baichuan, it's my fault. I apologize. You're so rich; even a little money from between your fingers would be enough to treat your uncle's illness. Please help us. Our Xiaomei cares about you."

Andy, who is socially awkward, was a little at a loss in this situation.

Hua Shier pulled her behind him:
"Auntie, if you're borrowing money, just say so. Talking about feelings will only cost you money. Besides, I've already said it, I really don't have those feelings for your Xiaomei."

The old lady grabbed Hua Shier's leg:

"Baichuan, whether it's meaningful or not, you can't just stand by and watch someone die. 100,000 yuan is nothing to you. Please help Xiaomei. I'll have her write you an IOU!"

At this moment, the commotion attracted a lot of onlookers, including patients and their families.

Someone said, "Young man, the old lady is in such a state, if you have money, please help her!"

Hua Twelve smiled at that man and said:

"Then I'll have this old woman kowtow to you, and you can lend her 100,000 yuan, how about that?"

The man who had been speaking immediately fell silent, his face turning bright red as he turned and left. Why should he? He wasn't happy about it either.

Hua Shier said to Fan's mother, "Auntie, please get up. It doesn't look good to kneel. Let's stand up and talk!"

Without waiting to see if the old lady was willing, he reached out and pulled her up.

"I'll lend you money, but not Fan Shengmei's IOU!"

Hua Twelve sneered:

"Didn't you two just say that Fan Shengmei has no money left and owes the bank several thousand? If I make her write an IOU, wouldn't my 100,000 yuan be gone for good?"

Seeing that Fan's mother was anxious, he quickly added:
"Don't worry, I didn't say I wouldn't lend you money. What I mean is, your family has two houses in Nantong, right? You can give me one, and I'll help you sell it and get cash. That way you'll have money!"

Mother Fan immediately objected: "No way! If we sell the house, where will we live? The old man is being discharged from the hospital. Are we supposed to sleep on the streets?"

Hua Twelve laughed and said:

"I didn't ask you to sell your house. Doesn't Fan Shengmei's brother have one? Sell that house, use 100,000 yuan for medical treatment, and you'll still have some left over. That'll settle the matter of her brother hitting someone. It's killing two birds with one stone!"

Fan's mother exploded: "That's even more unacceptable! My son has to get a divorce if he doesn't have that house. What are you up to?!"

Hua Shierchao and Andy shrugged:

"See? It's not that I'm unwilling to help, but they have two properties and they're unwilling to part with them, so why should I help them?"

Fan's mother turned around and cried as she pulled Fan Shengmei, saying, "Xiaomei, go and talk to Bai Chuan. I promise you'll pay me back!"

Fan Shengmei cried, "Mom, how am I supposed to pay you back?!"

Fan's mother also cried: "Then how about you don't have to pay money to the family anymore? It's three thousand a month, more than thirty thousand a year, and you can pay it off in three years!"

The people around them were starting to murmur and gossip, and Andy, unable to bear it any longer, said:

"Auntie, you don't only have one daughter, Fan Xiaomei. You also have a son. You can't let Fan Xiaomei bear all the burden alone!"

Mother Fan cried, "I had no other choice!"

After she finished speaking, she pressed her advantage: "Girl, if you're thinking of Xiaomei, how about you lend her 100,000 yuan?"

Hua Shier didn't want to get involved in Fan Shengmei's mess, but seeing Andy's predicament, she couldn't help but say:
"Old woman, have some shame! Your son is forty years old and still sucking his sister's blood. He's always causing trouble, hurting people and having to pay compensation. Let's not talk about that for now."

"Your family has a house, your son has a house, but what does Fan Shengmei have? She doesn't even have any savings!"

"Fan Shengmei is already thirty years old this year, and you still let her accumulate so much debt. How is she going to get married in the future? Do you really want her to be an old maid, a workhorse for you guys?"

Fan Shengmei covered her face and cried, while the old woman's face turned red: "We had no other choice!"

People around were pointing and whispering, and the old woman steeled her heart:
"Selling the house is out of the question. You're Xiaomei's friends, so why won't you help her?"

At that moment, Hua Twelve seemed to see Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu.

He scoffed:

"Have some shame! How could I not help? I offered to help you sell your house to raise money, but you refused. Do I only consider it helping if your family doesn't suffer any financial losses and I have to pay for it?"

An elderly man watching the commotion couldn't stand it anymore: "That's right, young lady, this is no way you're doing things!"

Grandpa Hua nodded, then said to Mother Fan:
"It's fine if you don't sell the house, you can mortgage it to me and I'll lend you the money. But if you can't repay the money on time, you'll have to sell the house to pay off the principal and interest!"

Mother Fan shook her head again, sobbing, "No, it won't work."

This time, Fan Shengmei couldn't take it anymore: "Mom, are you really going to force me to my death? Are you really going to watch Dad not have money for surgery?"

After she finished speaking, she wiped away her tears and said to Chaohua Twelve:

"Baichuan, I agree. The down payment for the house my brother lives in was made by me, and it's registered in my parents' names. My parents brought the property certificate with them this time. Let's proceed with the mortgage process!"

Fan's mother pulled hard on Fan Shengmei, crying, "Xiaomei, no, I won't let you do this!"

Fan Shengmei yelled, "Either you watch my dad die here without money for surgery, or you agree to mortgage my older brother's house!"

Hua Shier nodded to Fan Shengmei and said:

"I'll have my lawyer come over right now to sign the contract!"

He made a call to his company's legal department, asking them to come to the hospital and handle the entire process.

Fan Shengmei immediately returned to Ode to Joy and retrieved the property certificate.

Hua Shier first paid 100,000 yuan to Fan's father before having a lawyer take Fan Shengmei to a notary office to complete the mortgage process.

After the lawyer left with Fan Shengmei, Hua Shier and Andy didn't stay at the hospital either. The latter had taken the day off and was enjoying some rare free time, so she went to the Bund for a stroll, had a cup of coffee, and then had dinner before driving back to Joyful Ode.

As they approached the Joyful Song residential area, Hua Shier suddenly stopped the car in the middle of the road, nearly causing a rear-end collision and prompting a barrage of honking.

Andy asked in surprise:

"what happened?"

"Just wait for me!"

Hua Shier unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and walked to the back of a Maserati. He then knocked on the window.

The driver, a man with a slightly greasy mustache, looked at Hua Twelve with a grin.
"What's with you?"

Hua Shier grabbed the other person's seatbelt and ripped it off. Then, to the other person's shocked expression, he grabbed him by the collar and pulled him out of the driver's seat.

He threw it on the ground, slapped it twice across the other person's greasy face, and then kicked him in the groin.

As the other person writhed in pain and screamed, Hua Shier stomped on the other person's thigh:

"You've followed me all the way from the Bund to here. I turn a corner, you turn a corner; I go in circles, you go in circles. Tell me, why are you following me!"

An hour later, at the police station, Hua Shier and Andy sat on one side of the mediation table, while a greasy man with a mustache sat on the other side.

A fashionable woman rushed in, immediately noticed the bruised and swollen man with the mustache, and ran over to ask him with concern:
"Darling, are you alright? Who beat you up like this?"

Hua Shier glanced at the newcomer, silently raised his hand to cover his forehead, thus obscuring his handsome face!

The man with the mustache said impatiently to the woman's concern, "Alright, where have you been? I haven't seen you all day!"

The woman sobbed:
"I got kicked and passed out, darling, you have to help me get revenge! The guy was tall and handsome, wearing a beige casual suit."

As she spoke, she noticed Hua Shier across the mediation table:
"Hey, this looks just like this person. Hey, take your hand off so I can see your face!"

　Thanks to 08a and Little Tiger of the Demon Realm for their donations, and thanks to the brothers who voted with monthly tickets and recommendation tickets. Thank you very much.

　　(End of this chapter)