In the car that was smashed to pieces, Nishino returned to Montessori Hospital in frustration. As soon as he entered the door, the young nurse had been waiting in the ward for a long time and was very impatient. If she hadn't given it specifically, she would have gone home from get off work.

As soon as he entered the door, the young nurse said angrily: "Mr. Xi, I have been to the ward for five trips. If you don't come back, I will leave. The patient is so unlucky."

"Beauty, it would be great if I could come back to change the dressing at this point..." Nishino took off his coat and lay on the bed. The young nurse began to change the dressings for him. His hand speed was slow and he was cautious, for fear that he would hurt Nishino.

"What happened again?" Xiaoxiao continued.

"Actually, it's no big deal. On the way back, I picked up a dying female corpse on the road. Guess who she is?" Nishino smiled.

“helen?”

"no."

"Haruko Abe."

"no."

"Then I can't guess."

"You will scare you when you say it..." Nishino was mysterious.

"Mr. Xi, it's not your little lover, right?" the young nurse said with a smile while applying medicine.

"Little girl, why do you guess it? But she is not my little lover." Nishino smiled.

"Half an hour ago, I looked at the electronic news channel of the Nanyue Evening News on my mobile phone and said that in order to save a woman, you had a fight with the first security guard of the Affiliated Hospital of the Military Medical University, and beat the other party to a bruised face. Two of them were seriously injured and were hospitalized..." The young nurse said slowly, "I didn't expect that Hua Shunceo, who looks gentle, can also be good at martial arts and acts so ruthlessly."

"Little sister, just put a high hat on him. When he saw the beautiful girl, his eyes shone brightly, and he was just a disciple. Where is the news? Let me show it..." Xiaoxiao stared at the little nurse.

"Mr. Long, don't have to see it anymore. Later, the doctor in the hospital called the police. Mr. Xi went to the police station, so it was too late to come back." The young nurse looked at the smile and did not take out her cell phone immediately and continued.

"You, a big boss, are still so impulsive. Is it necessary to make a big fuss at the Affiliated Hospital of Military Medical University for a woman I don't know each other? Haven't you ever thought about the consequences?" Xiaoxiao stretched out his finger and poked Nishino's head.

"It's unbearable, my wife, at that time, if it were you, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to hold it back. The doctor was so funny, I really wanted to punch him in the head." Nishino hit the edge of the bed, "I donated so many medical equipment to them every year and gave them welfare red envelopes. I'm all pretending to be donkeys and lungs, but I don't know me! I'm carrying a patient who is scarred and may die at any time and have to wait in line, so I feel so heartbroken!"

"Do you think you are. As long as you enter the hospital, the doctor has the final say, whether it is registered, examined, or treated. You have to take medicines that should be taken, and you should prescribe a lot of things that should not be taken. As long as you don't eat, you can die. A small cold has to be hospitalized for seven or eight days or ten days. As for what kind of cancer, you know that once you have a scalpel, the patient will definitely die. But some hospitals don't care about so much until the patient's savings are dried..." Xiaoxiao paused, "Little girl, isn't Montessori Hospital the same?"

"Mr. Long, I don't know much about this. However, Chairman Meng has repeatedly emphasized that people-oriented treatment must be used to save lives. You cannot make money with a conscience. You must not collect money that should not be collected. You must not treat diseases that cannot be cured as living." The young nurse replied with a smile, "Whoever collects money will leave."

"That's almost the same. I am worthy of being Vice President Meng of my Huashun Group." Nishino put on his clothes and got up.

At the same time, the door opened, and Uncle San walked in wearing a mask and a white coat: "Big nephew, you are finally back, give me some advice."

"Doctor, who do you think is the eldest nephew? My third uncle raises sheep in the rural areas of Heishan Mountain. Do you know what the consequences do you think of my third uncle?" Xiye stepped forward and grabbed Uncle San's clothes and asked fiercely.

"I'm really your third uncle..." Uncle San took off his mask and showed his gray short beard (in order not to scare the patient, he specially cut his long beard short). "Big nephew, please take a closer look at my face."

"No, my third uncle is just a barefoot doctor in the folk. How could he go to a large hospital for a consultation? It's impossible, it's impossible, you are lying to me, are you, old man?" Nishino said nothing and didn't believe what Uncle San said, and raised his fist high.

"Stop!" Xiaoxiao saw that Nishino's thinking was short-circuited. If he let him do anything, the third uncle would suffer a loss. He rushed forward and grabbed Nishino's wrist.

"Fat girl, I-" Looking at Xiaoxiao's legs and feet a little uneven, Nishino suddenly remembered something, and he slowly lowered his fist, "You can walk, who has cured you?"

"You bastard, memory loss is again, I can walk in the morning. The doctor in front of you is your third uncle, who has restored my ankle." Xiaoxiao said, while rolling up his trouser legs and revealing the fir vase tied on his feet for Nishino to show him, "Do you remember now?"

Nishino squatted down, looked at Xiaoxiao's feet, then touched his thigh bones, and nodded as if he had some insight: "I remember that this fir vulgaris is an auxiliary material for folk navy to treat fractures, and it is more effective than the gypsum bandages in the hospital, haha."

"Uncle San, I'm sorry, I had a problem with my brain just now..." Nishino smiled and held Uncle San's hand, "Have you scared?"

"It's okay. As I expected, your amnesia lesions are not for a day. But it's a blessing in disguise. Your Ren and Du meridians were instantly opened after a violent impact. The power and speed of your attack just now were several times stronger than before..."

"I have to thank this car accident?"

"You can't say that, the opponent wants to take your life, but I didn't expect to hit you by chance. This is God's will." Uncle San sat down on the chair.

"Come on, Uncle San, just smoke a cigar." Nishino took out a Cuban cigar with a smile, handed it to Uncle San respectfully, and lit it for him personally.

Uncle San had never seen a black cigar before. He took a sip and was choked by the smoke. He kept coughing: "Big nephew... the tar smell of this cigarette... is so amazing, but it's much more awesome than my old dry tobacco. It's so satisfying to smoke."

"Is that true? As long as you like Uncle San and want to smoke, I will give you one, how about it?" Nishino said with a smile.

"This foreign product looks quite high-end, how much does it cost?"

"Not expensive, not expensive. This cigar was sent directly from Cuba by a friend of mine, and there is no intermediate price difference."

"Cuba? Not a socialist country in the Caribbean?"

"Yes, Uncle San knows Cuba too?"

"Of course I know. The Cuban President Castro is a good friend of the Chinese people. The Cuban crisis in 1962 made people all over the world know about Castro, an anti-American hero. China's Haier Freezer, color TV is very popular in Cuba..."

"Hey, Uncle San is also concerned about international affairs. It's not simple, not simple."

"Don't underestimate Uncle San. Uncle Yao said that if it weren't for that movement, Uncle San would at least be the attending physician of a large hospital in the provincial capital or a professor in a medical school."

"It's not that your third uncle is boasting, then all the brothers in our Xijia have good academic performance. Because of their poor family background, they were suppressed everywhere. After graduating from high school, I was admitted to a famous medical university in the north, but the admission notice was deducted by the village director. When I found out, the school had already started for three months and had not registered on time. The school cancelled my admission qualification..."

"Why should the village director withhold your admission notice?"

"It's not that the production team leader is short-sighted. He said that if he went out to the production team, there would be one more college student, and there would be one less labor force. He secretly greeted the village director and must keep the labor force in the team. The village director did as he wanted. Now he saw that there were so many state staff in other villages, and it was very easy to build roads and approve projects. The village director regretted it. Every time he came to my house to fight for Qiufeng, he would mention this matter and apologize to me..." Uncle San became more and more excited.

"Uncle San, didn't you say we would give you an idea? You've encountered any problems." Nishino asked.

"The patients came to my place to see a doctor. They spoke Cantonese. I don't understand. The older ones can't speak Mandarin at all. My Mandarin is not standard, and they can't understand it. Hey..." Uncle San sighed and said, "I'm old and useless."

"Oh, it turns out that the language is not clear, it's no big deal. You can follow the local customs. Cantonese must be taught by you. If Mandarin is not standard, you can buy a book called "Mandarin Test" and read it aloud, and say more." Nishino said.

"Okay, then I'll go see a doctor first." Uncle San put on his mask again and went out with a smile...

It was almost nine o'clock the next morning, and a rapid cell phone ringtone woke Nishino from his sleep. Nishino jumped up and grabbed his cell phone. When he saw that it was called by Butler Lin from the Yao family compound, he had a bad premonition and asked quickly: "Brother Lin, what happened?"

"Young master, the old man went out to the nearby park for morning exercises at around six o'clock, and he hasn't come back yet..." Uncle Lin was so angry.

"Lin Bo, please speak slowly." Nishino calmed down.

"Young Master, your godmother and I have been searching for two hours, but we haven't found it. Could it be that we were kidnapped, right?" Uncle Lin was anxious, and the sound of whistles of vehicles could be heard there.

"Brother Lin, where are you now?"

"We have found the foot of the Dafo Temple Mountain. The old man likes to come here to walk vigorously."
Chapter completed!