I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 285 Debt, Crime
"Isn't it just a medical trouble, wanting to extort money? Okay, I'll pay you!" Su Shao sneered, looking like a fool with a lot of money, but in fact his thoughts were clear, and he tried to test Wang Yanmei leisurely.

"Is 200 million enough?" she asked.

200?
Wang Yanmei was stunned for a moment, then curled her lips and said, "Who are you? Why do you have the right to pay the compensation for this medical accident on behalf of the hospital?"

"That is to say, 200 million won't work? Not enough?" Su Shao curled her lips and continued to increase the price, "Is 300 million enough?"

Song Yan stood behind Su Shao, he seemed to know what the little girl was doing.

As expected of a journalism student, he was able to catch the sensitive points of the matter very quickly.

But what he didn't expect was.

A girl in her early twenties, when it comes to 300 million, she will be so calm
"Don't try to send me away with money!" Wang Yanmei saw more and more people watching around, she pretended to be weak, and knelt down on the ground, "My husband is young and hasn't arrived yet." At the age of retirement, if it wasn't for your black-hearted hospital to put him to death, maybe the two of us can grow old together!"

"He's dead now! You can either return my husband's life, or give me a medical malpractice certificate, and let my husband die clearly! Don't be ignorant, you were pushed to the crematorium. The fire is on!"

Medical Malpractice Certificate!
Hearing Wang Yanmei's words, Su Shao's mind seemed to have some thoughts welling up, and some words faintly flashed by her ears.

"Mom, can you stop urging me!"

"Those gambling debts are owed by you, not by me! I promised to help you pay off the debts, and I did my best. Do you have to sell me to be happy?"

"Are you crazy? That's a crime!"

crime, crime.
Su Shao murmured these two words repeatedly in his heart.

In the corridor on the sixth floor, there was a rush of footsteps.

The steps are very light, not like the sound of a man walking.

"Dad, how is my dad—" Jiang Cheng ran over from not far away with tears streaming down his face.

She pushed through the crowd and saw the grief on the faces of all the medical colleagues, and she knew that her father had passed away after the rescue failed.

There was a little nurse who was familiar with Jiang Cheng. When she saw her approaching, she hurried up to comfort her, "Jiang Cheng, your father... oh."

The last sigh made Jiang Cheng feel completely ashamed.

Her father, who had loved her for more than 20 years, was finally taken away by illness.

Jiang Cheng suppressed the tears in his eyes, and bowed deeply to Song Yan, "Thank you again, Doctor Song."

Sometimes, everything is predestined, and she can actually think about it, knowing that the cure rate of lung cancer is not very high.

"Jiang Cheng, are you sick?" Wang Yanmei stood up and pulled her daughter, her movements were a little rude, "Why do you bow to this kind of black-hearted quack doctor, you should let him pay for your father's life!"

Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at the familiar but unfamiliar mother in front of him, "Mom, that's cancer."

After finishing speaking, she glanced at Song Yan, and also found Su Shao in front of Song Yan.

Lowering his head, his voice was slow and weak, "I believe Dr. Song must have tried his best on the operating table."

"No!" Wang Yanmei's attitude became very tough, "They must be held accountable! I must be given a certificate of medical malpractice, and it must be first-class."

Seeing her obsession with the "Certificate of Malpractice", Su Shao couldn't help but think of the three men who were hiding in the corner and smoking a cigarette, and looked at them quite indecently.

Ever since she came here, she has been casting her eyes vaguely there, but she didn't see the three men leave.

She boldly guessed whether the death of Jiang Cheng's father was related to Wang Yanmei.

gambling debt.
crime
(End of this chapter)