Hearing Wu Tianlin's words, the tight wrinkles on the middle-aged man's forehead stretched out instantly. He held Wu Tianlin's hand with gratitude and tears. He felt so excited. He was in his forties and was old. It can be said that his son was everything to him. But he didn't expect that God would let his lovely son get such a disease. For this reason, the couple was exhausted during the year his son was admitted to the hospital. Especially when his son was transferred to the critical ward, he felt that the sky was about to fall. He grew older overnight. He watched his son lose weight day by day, and watched his son lying on the hospital bed every day.

Tortured by the disease, he wanted to lie on the bed. When hope made them feel increasingly slim, God finally opened his eyes. When the couple felt slim, they sent them a savior. In the past, every time their son had to take chemotherapy for a course, he had to rely on many auxiliary drugs to recover his body. It didn't matter how much money was spent, but the effect was not very obvious. He still remembered the magical acupuncture technique in the morning. It took only half a day to let the couple see hope again, which undoubtedly made those struggling in the darkness see the light again.

At this time, the middle-aged man's heart was like a pot of boiling water, boiling and burning, and he couldn't calm down. He held Wu Tianlin's hand tightly and said in a choking voice: "Doctor Wu! I was really not a human before. I doubted your medical skills because of your age. Now when I think about it, I want to squeeze myself hard. If it weren't for the large number of you who didn't care about these, I would be the murderer who killed his son, so please Dr. Wu must accept me as soon as he bowed." The middle-aged man wanted to kneel down for Wu Tianlin as he said.

When Wu Tianlin heard the middle-aged man’s bow, he subconsciously avoided his body, and at the same time reached out to support the middle-aged man, and quickly stopped him: "Mr. Tang! What are you doing? A man has gold under his knees. It is my job to save your son. You must not do this."

The middle-aged man has come into contact with many doctors since he sent his son to the hospital, but he has not felt the feeling from a doctor at this time. He is a businessman and I don’t know how many people he has seen, but he can still feel a sense of sincerity from Wu Tianlin’s simple words. He took a bag from his wife and said excitedly to Wu Tianlin: "Doctor Wu! You forgot to take this bag away when you were treating us Xiaoyu in the morning. Originally, we and my wife were going to deliver it to you at noon, but I heard that you took a leave at noon." The middle-aged man said and handed a bag that looked a bit heavy to Wu Tianlin.

Wu Tianlin saw the bulging bag in the middle-aged man's hand and immediately guessed what was in it. His face immediately became rigorous, and his tone suddenly became rigorous, and he scolded: "Mr. Tang! What are you doing? Do you know whether your actions are an insult to my professional ethics and personality. I don't know what others are doing, but I have my own principles of being a human being. The reason I took action to save your son is because I think he should save him. If I don't want to take action, let alone this bag, even ten, hundred, thousand, or even ten thousand, you don't want me to take action. I tell you, this kind of thing is only once, if there is another next time, please ask Gao Ming."

When the middle-aged man heard Wu Tianlin's words, he immediately panicked and handed the bag in his hand to his wife in embarrassment. He quickly apologized: "Doctor Wu! I'm sorry! You misunderstood what I mean. I have seen the process of helping my son with acupuncture in the morning. Although I don't know how complicated this process is, it is definitely not something that the doctor can do casually, so we want to express our feelings and absolutely have no other intentions."

"Mr. Tang! I can understand your mood. Although I don't know how you did it before, I hope you don't use the set you used to others before on me. The current social atmosphere is indeed not very good, but it does not mean that everyone is like this. I am a doctor. I have my own professional ethics and my principles of being a human being. So please respect me and respect my profession. At the same time, that is also respect for yourself. Director Qiu trusts me to let me be responsible for your son's illness. I will be responsible seriously and strive to get your son to recover as soon as possible, so you and your wife can be completely relieved about this."

Hearing Wu Tianlin's words, it was not so embarrassing to hear Wu Tianlin's words. It was not the first time he gave gifts after being a voice for so many years. But this was the first time he saw someone like Wu Tianlin. When he looked at Wu Tianlin, he was at a loss, Wu Tianlin said to him again: "Okay! I came here mainly to see the acupuncture effect of your son, and notify you at the same time, because I still have a patient to take care of. The nurse will come to help you change a ward tonight, so you are ready." Wu Tianlin's face was always serious and dissatisfied, and after he finished speaking, he turned around and left the ward.

The middle-aged man stood there blankly, watching Wu Tianlin disappearing at the door of the ward, recalling the things he experienced when he sent his son to the hospital for hospitalization, and said to his wife excitedly: "Wife! I didn't expect that there is such an honest doctor now. It seems that our son is really saved."

When the middle-aged wife heard her husband's words, she remembered the little things she encountered from the examination to treatment after her son was hospitalized. It was completely different from what Wu Tianlin gave them now. From the day their son was admitted to the hospital, every time they met a doctor who helped their son to have a test or treat their illness, they would suggest that it would be beneficial. The couple didn't know about this hint. At first, they felt that some doctors had no need to send it, but when they sent their son to have a test, these doctors would tie one up.

Face and seemingly impatient to speak. Later, when his son was sent to the critical ward, they first thought of giving gifts to Director Yang, who was responsible for his son's condition. He had to pay 10,000 yuan at that time. But who knew that although Director Yang's attitude was better than other doctors, Director Yang always had a coping attitude when dealing with his son's treatment plan and other matters. When the husband asked Director Yang several times to determine the final chemotherapy plan, Director Yang's answer was illegal and vague, and even asked the couple to choose one for their own treatment.

The treatment plan was not until the end of the time when someone told him that the other party gave less spare money, so they treated them like this, so they gave another 20,000 yuan, which changed to Director Yang's enthusiastic attitude. Since then, Director Yang has come to the ward several times a day to ask about his son's condition, and then look at Dr. Wu's husband obviously looked down on Dr. Wu because of Dr. Wu's age, and even questioned his medical skills. However, Dr. Wu did not vent his anger on the couple because of yesterday's incident, but instead did his best to help his son.
Chapter completed!