City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 293 - 293 0294 Zhang Wei's Last Words

293: Chapter 0294: Zhang Wei’s Last Words 293: Chapter 0294: Zhang Wei’s Last Words Zhang Dongliang could already tell, just now his son experienced a moment of clarity before death.

If there was even a glimmer of hope, he would do everything to save Zhang Wei.

Now he called Zhou Peng again, naturally hoping Zhou Peng would contact Ye Qiu.

Zhou Peng knew why Zhang Dongliang was calling because Zhou Peng knew Ye Qiu would not and did not want to treat Zhang Wei.

He directly refused to answer.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Dongliang called many more times.

Finally, Zhou Peng answered and asked, “Mr.

Zhang, what’s the matter?”

“Director Zhou, I’m really sorry to bother you so late.

I just want you to beg Ye Qiu for me again.

As long as he cures my son, no matter the cost or amount of money, it’s no problem.”

“Is it really no problem, no matter how much it costs?”

Zhou Peng asked on the other end.

“Yes.”

Zhang Dongliang replied.

His money was meant for Zhang Wei.

If Zhang Wei was gone, what use was more money?

“Then I’ll call Dr.

Ye.

I’ll let you know what he says.”

After they hung up, Zhou Peng called Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu was cultivating the Primordial Five Emperors Technique.

His phone suddenly rang, waking him.

He picked it up and saw it was a call from Zhou Peng.

So late, what on earth does Zhou Peng want this time?

“Dr.

Ye, I’m sorry to bother you so late.”

Zhou Peng said on the other end.

“Say it quickly.”

Ye Qiu said coldly.

“Just now, Mr.

Zhang called me.

I didn’t want to answer, but he called many times.

Mr.

Zhang said as long as you cure his son, any price, any amount of money is no issue.”

When Zhou Peng briefly described the situation, Ye Qiu already guessed the condition of Zhang Wei.

It seemed he might not make it to tomorrow.

If it were before, Ye Qiu might have taken a sum of money from Zhang Dongliang, but now he didn’t want that money anymore.

“To be honest, no amount of money will help.”

Ye Qiu said.

Now, he only wanted Zhang Wei’s life.

Naturally, no amount of money would suffice.

He directly hung up on Zhou Peng.

Zhou Peng sighed, already understanding.

He couldn’t understand why Ye Qiu wasn’t interested in the money this time.

This made Zhou Peng even more confused about what this young man was thinking.

Since Ye Qiu said money was useless, there was no point in calling him again.

He called Zhang Dongliang back.

Zhang Dongliang was anxiously waiting for Zhou Peng’s call and quickly asked, “Director Zhou, how did it go?”

Zhang Dongliang was prepared to offer upwards of tens of millions, which was half his wealth, as medical fees to Ye Qiu, as long as he could cure Zhang Wei’s illness.

But to his great disappointment, Zhou Peng said on the other end, “Ye Qiu said he is powerless, and no amount of money will help.”

“This, this!”

Zhang Dongliang didn’t know what to say as Zhou Peng had already hung up.

Originally, Zhang Dongliang wanted to continue calling Liu Lingxiu’s parents, Li Molian, Ye Weidong, and his wife.

However, Zhou Peng’s call already made it clear that this wasn’t about money.

Zhang Dongliang sat on a chair in the hallway, holding his head in thought.

If Zhang Wei was gone, then what?

Liu Ying had almost cried herself blind.

But now, her crying was useless.

Since Zhang Wei fainted, the attending doctors and nurse had been trying to save him.

However, none of the treatments were effective.

They only prolonged Zhang Wei’s life, moment by moment.

The longer they could maintain it, the longer Zhang Wei could live.

But now, the two attending doctors could see that even a Divine Doctor would be helpless.

When Liu Ying was almost fainting from crying, a nurse supported her outside.

Now that Zhang Wei was close to death, Zhang Dongliang didn’t expect Liu Ying to nearly fall ill from the excessive stress.

“Mr.

Zhang, Miss Liu, I’d already prepared you for this.

We’ve done our best.

It’s in the hands of fate now.”

Zhao Wentong said.

“Director Zhao, we understand.”

When Zhao Wentong went to see other patients, Liu Ying leaned on Zhang Dongliang’s shoulder but couldn’t say anything more.

Early the next morning, Li Qiang, Wang Ming, Wang Peng, and Zhou Tian, Zhang Wei’s four followers, didn’t go to the No.

3 Middle School but hurriedly took a car to Jinling Hospital.

Since their first year of high school, they had followed Zhang Wei.

They followed him primarily because of his good family background.

The four knew their grades were average.

After high school, without someone’s help, their future would be bleak.

But with someone’s help, their prospects would definitely be different later on.

These four had been following Zhang Wei, helping him with various tasks.

Their goal was naturally to secure a good position after graduation.

Their grades were only a bit better than Li Shen and the other two.

At most, they could get into an ordinary vocational school.

So, the four planned to work at Zhang Wei’s father’s company after graduation.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wei was in trouble, near death.

This was like an investment of three years about to be delisted from the market.

The four hurried to Jinling Hospital and came to the critically ill ward where Zhang Wei was.

Seeing Zhang Dongliang and Liu Ying, they looked like they had aged ten years overnight, appearing gaunt and haggard.

“Uncle, Aunt, we came to see Wei Ge.”

Li Qiang said.

“You really are his good friends.

Xiao Wei may not make it, so it’s good you came to see him.”

Zhang Dongliang said.

The four already knew Zhang Wei’s condition.

Hearing this, they felt pity but didn’t say much and went into the critical care unit.

The nurse was inside.

Zhang Wei was entirely covered in tubes, medical equipment surrounding him, his complexion like a dead man’s, emitting a strong aura of death.

This aura of death, Li Qiang and the others could all smell, but they didn’t know it.

They sat by Zhang Wei’s bedside, looking at his unconscious form.

The four glanced at each other, not knowing what to say.

Around eight o’clock, Zhang Wei suddenly woke up, experiencing another moment of clarity before death.

Seeing his parents and the four followers there, he seemed very happy.

He looked at Zhang Dongliang and said, “Mom, Dad, I have two requests before I die.”

“You, you say it, I’ll agree to anything.”

Zhang Dongliang said.

“Take care of these four friends for me.”

“I promise you.”

Zhang Dongliang said.

“And one more thing.”

Zhang Wei seemed unable to speak, looking like he was on the brink of death.

Struggling for his last breath, he indicated for Li Qiang, the four followers, and the nurse to leave.

After the nurse and the four left, Zhang Dongliang leaned close to Zhang Wei’s ear and asked, “What is the other thing?”

“I, I want Ye Qiu dead.”

In his last moment, Zhang Wei displayed his hateful eyes.

His final wish was for Ye Qiu to die.

Now that he was dying, he hoped his father would hire an assassin to kill Ye Qiu after his death.

If he died, Ye Qiu had to die too.