The dean's son-in-law

Chapter 62 Can I Hug You

"How did you talk!" Sun Hu glared and was about to attack Su Chen again. Although he knew that he had wrongly blamed Su Chen today, it didn't mean that Su Chen could talk to his husband like this.

The old man waved his hand and said to Sun Hu, "Okay, young man, how much do you think is enough for you to pay today?"

Su Chen raised her hand and said, "How much do you think your life is worth?"

The old man gave Su Chen a meaningful look, and then he was ready to lower his head again and write a number on the check.

Su Chen saw it at a glance. The position where he raised the pen was below the number of millions.

"Don't worry, old man. We still have time to talk about your medical bills. Your physical condition is at the end of its rope. You must have visited every major hospital. If you don't get treatment in time, you still have one month at most. If you want to cure your disease completely, go to Qiuya Hospital to find me, and then we will talk slowly about how much money can buy your life back."

After Su Chen finished speaking, he ignored the old man's shocked gaze, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked away from here.

All that was left was the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, but they didn't expect that it was a full 20 yuan, and this Su Chen had no intention of wanting it at all.

Sun Hu reacted and prepared to chase Su Chen, but was stopped by the old man. Looking at the back of Su Chen leaving, the old man's eyes became more thoughtful.

"Let's go, we're just ahead!" The old man waved his hand, and Sun Hu escorted him into a residential area again.

Sun Hu led the old man into an apartment building, and the person who knocked on a door was a man who was about the same age as the old man.

If Song Qiuya saw this man, she would definitely recognize him. This is the top figure in the Chinese medicine altar, the modern medical fairy Zhou Guoyu.

It's just that since he retired ten years ago, no one knew his whereabouts anymore, but he never expected that he would become an ordinary person in such a small dilapidated community like Tian.

Su Chen didn't take today's matter to heart at all. He could tell that the old man was definitely not an ordinary person who could reach millions with a single sum of money. How could he be an ordinary person?

The reason why Su Chen didn't directly cure the old man's illness here was that, first of all, it was inconvenient for him to come up with many methods under the watchful eyes of the public, and secondly, he wanted the old man to go to Qiuya Hospital more. If he can make Qiuya Hospital famous, why would he not do it?

At this time, I went to several so-called antique shops, either the prices were too high, or even Su Chen didn't like it, so after thinking about it, I bought some pens, ink, paper and inkstones by myself, and I bought them myself in this calligraphy supply shop. After writing a few large characters of Wanshou Wujiang, he stopped his hand in satisfaction.

To say that Su Chen's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the strokes are magnificent, giving people a sense of majesty. The owner of the calligraphy shop next to him couldn't help but see Su Chen's handwriting.

"Young man, what a good word, it's really wonderful. I don't know which master's apprentice the young man is?"

In this modern society, those who can write such a good calligraphy are definitely at the master level, and other calligraphy is hard to find.

If it wasn't for the fact that Su Chen's age didn't match the master in his impression, these calligraphy shop owners would have wanted to find out which master Su Chen was.

"What kind of master, just write it casually, don't you still care about the frame? How much is it for me to frame it?"

Su Chen is speechless, this handwriting, it's a trick that the old man usually uses to hone his patience, so if he hadn't been punished too much when he was young, how could he write such handwriting.

"Young man, why don't you just write a few words for me? How about your expenses?" The owner of the calligraphy shop was cautious, afraid that his request would be rejected by Su Chen.

Su Chen didn't expect that just writing a few words by herself could cover hundreds of dollars in the cost of framing, so she nodded immediately, agreed, and wrote a few more words to the boss before leaving. After entering the address, he swaggered away from here.

The birthday ceremony was settled, and Su Chen didn't waste any more time. He had to go back and spend a little more time with his dear wife.

For several days in a row, Su Chen didn't wait for the old man to come to him. Su Chen had already forgotten about this matter. Anyway, the old man was willing to come to him, and it was because of his destiny.

If he doesn't come, it will only depend on the old man's own luck.

The old man didn't wait, but Yang Ziyun did. It was Yang Ziyun's last treatment.

After the treatment was over, Su Chen also let out a breath slowly, and the little bit of medical energy that had been saved with great difficulty was used up again.

Fortunately, this thorny problem was finally solved. Yang Ziyun was sitting in Su Chen's office and looked at Su Chen and asked, "I don't know how much Dr. Su charges?"

When Yang Ziyun asked this question, her heart was filled with reluctance. Would she have no excuses to come to Su Chen again? Her voice recovered, which meant that the doctor-patient relationship between her and Su Chen was terminated.

Su Chen grinned and said, "You can just look at it and give it to you. You can give as much as you like."

Yang Ziyun didn't expect Su Chen to say that, and she felt a little embarrassed for a while, then she took out a bank card and handed it to Su Chen.

"This is the sum of money I've earned since I became a singer. It's not much and I hope Dr. Su doesn't dislike it. If it's not enough, I'm trying to find a way to make it up!"

Su Chen didn't ask how much it was, just took the card and put it aside, nodded and said, "That's enough, that's all, you can come to me if you have any questions in the future."

Yang Ziyun just nodded, feeling a little bit reluctant in his heart, wanted to ask Su Chen to have a meal again, but he couldn't say it in the end, stood up and reluctantly said: "Then Doctor Su, I'm leaving!"

Su Chen nodded, stood up and sent Yang Ziyun out of the office, patted Yang Ziyun on the shoulder and said, "Remember, don't use your voice too hard. Your voice is yours. If it breaks once, it won't be easy to recover if it breaks again. Already!"

Yang Ziyun nodded, felt Su Chen's hand on his shoulder, his little face was a little red, he mustered up the courage to look at Su Chen and said, "Doctor Su, can I hug you?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Su Chen to refuse, Yang Ziyun gently hugged Su Chen.

I happened to meet Song Qiuya and came down from the dean's office to look for Su Chen. Seeing this scene, the expression on her face became a little colder.

"Cough..." Qian coughed, reminding the two of them.

Only then did Yang Ziyun come to his senses, blushing and hurriedly took a step back, then turned around, and trotted away from here.