City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 904 - 0904: Dream On if You Want Money

Chapter 904: Chapter 0904: Dream On if You Want Money

The Goth Big Consortium and major families are indeed formidable in the French upper-class social stratum. However, controlling the media? That’s simply impossible—even the President of France doesn’t control the country’s media.

"Ye Qiu, I can’t help you either."

Louise said.

But she felt puzzled—Ye Qiu’s medical skills were clearly excellent, so why did he feel the need to conceal them?

Louise couldn’t figure it out.

As for charging money for treatment, Louise thought it was perfectly normal.

When the waiter brought Ye Qiu’s recently ordered Pu’er tea and chrysanthemum tea, Helena initially wanted a cup of coffee.

But coffee alongside Huaxia dim sum?

"Pu’er and chrysanthemum tea are both quite good—have some yourselves!"

Ye Qiu said.

He wasn’t sure if this Pu’er tea was high-grade or just ordinary.

As for the dim sum, they were served gradually, all looking richly aromatic, flavorful, and visually appealing. Louise and Helena were already drawn to them.

French cuisine and Italian dishes are globally renowned; French fine dining and Italian pizzas are especially famous.

However, for Huaxia teahouse dim sum, it was Helena’s first time trying them.

"Help yourselves!"

Ye Qiu sat there, slowly sipping tea while watching the view of Chinatown through the window.

Ye Qiu and the three women only finished eating at around eleven o’clock in the morning. Now, feeling full, they wouldn’t need lunch anymore.

However, Ye Qiu was now planning to check out two luxury cars.

Although he didn’t have a French driver’s license, Zhou Wenting did. She had gotten her license when she studied in France.

Of course, Ye Qiu could also obtain a French license from the relevant department—it would be easy since he already had a domestic license.

The only issue was that Dr. Henry hadn’t transferred that sum of money yet.

"Did Henry forget to send me the money?"

Ye Qiu asked.

"The Henry family is wealthy, and he earns quite a lot himself. But whether he’s willing to give you the money—I can’t say for sure."

Back in the day, the Henry Family and Count Charley’s family were among the imperial families of France’s monarchy. But that was history—only some inheritance remains.

"If he doesn’t want to give it, I have a hundred ways to make him beg to hand it over!"

Ye Qiu said.

Louise didn’t know what Ye Qiu’s methods were. However, if Henry didn’t keep his promises, he was bound to lose his footing in the European medical community. Without trust, others wouldn’t dare collaborate with him in the future.

"Call him for me!"

Ye Qiu looked at Louise and said.

"I don’t have his phone number, but Dr. Fran should have it."

"Then tell Dr. Fran to give him a call!"

Though Ye Qiu wasn’t short of money, that sum was something Henry himself had promised—if he reneged now, Ye Qiu would definitely reclaim it.

As Louise called Dr. Fran, he immediately asked, "Miss Louise, is your friend still with you?"

"Dr. Fran, Dr. Ye is indeed right here with me."

"Where are you? I’ll come look for you—I am very interested in Dr. Ye’s medical skills."

Dr. Fran said.

"Dr. Fran, I’m sorry, but Dr. Ye doesn’t wish to discuss medical matters. Right now, he only wants Henry to send him the money. Since I don’t have Henry’s number, could you help me get in touch with him?"

So that’s what this was—just debt collection!

Dr. Fran had thought it might have been something more interesting.

But from Dr. Fran’s perspective, if Ye Qiu were willing to cure more cancer patients, that amount of money would be trivial.

"I can help you contact Dr. Henry, but I can’t guarantee whether he’ll hand over the money."

Dr. Fran said.

After hanging up with Louise, Dr. Fran then dialed Dr. Henry’s number. Henry happened to be at the hospital and still couldn’t believe that the elderly man’s cancer cells had completely vanished.

Seeing Dr. Fran’s call, Henry asked, "Dr. Fran, what’s the matter?"

"Here’s the thing—Dr. Ye was asking when you plan to send him the money."

So it was that.

"Dr. Fran, I have plenty of money, but I won’t give it to him so easily."

"Dr. Henry, I hope you’ll keep your word and not go back on it. After all, there were so many witnesses yesterday. If your reputation becomes tarnished, it might affect your prestige and standing in the medical field and French high society."

"I understand, Dr. Fran."

Henry said, and then promptly hung up.

Thinking about the proud Louise and that tastelessly dressed young man from Huaxia he looked down on, Henry scoffed inwardly—thinking he could easily pocket five million euros from someone like him? Dream on!

Ye Qiu and the three women had finished their meal. After calling over the waiter to settle the bill, it came to about 200 euros—not too expensive.

After Zhou Wenting paid, Ye Qiu, Louise, and Zhou Wenting were ready to leave.

Ye Qiu had already received the 10 million euros transferred by Helena, though Henry’s money hadn’t come through yet. But with the 10 million euros, he could now go check out luxury cars—and buy one. Then he could drive it straight to Eastern Castle when the time came.

As Ye Qiu, Louise, and Zhou Wenting got into the car, Ye Qiu thought the beautiful Italian woman would leave.

After all, Ye Qiu didn’t have any connection with her anymore.

When he got into the car, Ye Qiu assumed she wouldn’t follow.

Unexpectedly, as Louise began driving away, Helena got into the car Dante was driving and said, "Dante, follow them."

"Miss, do we really need to follow them?"

"Of course. We’re staying in France for now—Sicily is quite dangerous at the moment. The Godfather has instructed us to wait until things are resolved there before heading back."

"Understood, Miss."

Dante drove the car, tailing the red BMW Ye Qiu was in. Dante and Enzo were still worried—after all, just last night, they had encountered attacks from internal hostile forces, which left five other bodyguards dead in the streets.

Still, since young Miss Helena insisted, they had no choice but to follow her orders.

Louise drove to a large auto supermarket in Paris—a place that sold exclusively luxury cars like BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Bentley, Ferrari, and Rolls-Royce.

However, if they were going to drive to Eastern Castle, Louise thought it’d be better to get a sedan or an SUV. Sports cars had low ground clearance and might not be suitable for certain road conditions.

Upon arriving at the auto supermarket parking lot, Louise found a parking space and parked the car. When she and Zhou Wenting stepped out, a tall and slender French young lady immediately came forward to greet them.