City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 381 - 381 0382 Worth It

381: Chapter 0382: Worth It 381: Chapter 0382: Worth It Since Liang Shipeng founded his company, the value created had already exceeded one hundred billion.

Thinking of the current situation, Liang Shipeng felt that as long as he could live another twenty years and create another hundred billion, it would be an easy thing to do.

“Another hundred billion?”

Zhang Jing asked.

Liang Shipeng nodded.

Zhang Jing hurriedly went to call Ye Qiu.

The more she talked to Ye Qiu, the less she understood what he really wanted to say, but her husband seemed to know what Ye Qiu was asking.

After Zhang Jing got through to Ye Qiu on his mobile phone, and Ye Qiu on the other end picked up without speaking, Zhang Jing said anxiously, “Doctor Ye, my husband says his life is worth over a hundred billion.”

Liang Shipeng said so, and given the current state of Liang Group, his claim did not seem exaggerated.

“Then, how much is it worth to treat him?”

Now, when Ye Qiu said these words, Zhang Jing seemed to understand a little.

“Doctor Ye, as long as you treat my husband, money is no object.”

Zhang Jing said anxiously.

After all the discussions, Zhang Jing finally understood that Ye Qiu was only concerned about the medical fees.

“One billion, last time Zhang Dongliang’s son offered me one billion to treat him, I didn’t agree.”

“Alright.”

Zhang Jing on the other end immediately agreed, afraid that Ye Qiu would refuse later on.

After Ye Qiu finished talking to Zhang Jing over the phone, he came downstairs and hailed a taxi outside to go to Jinling Hospital.

Zhang Jing, having finished her call with Ye Qiu and knowing that he was on his way, finally felt relieved.

Hurrying back to the ward, Zhang Jing took Liang Shipeng’s hand and said, “Old Liang, hold on a little longer, Doctor Ye will be here soon.”

Liang Shipeng looked at Zhang Jing without saying a word.

When Ye Qiu arrived at the entrance of Jinling Hospital by taxi, he paid the fare, got out of the car, and as he entered the hospital’s first-floor lobby, he saw Zhang Jing waiting for him.

“Doctor Ye, hurry up and come with me, Old Liang might not make it!”

Zhang Jing hurriedly led Ye Qiu up to the private VIP ward.

Upon entering the private VIP ward where Zhang Jing was, Ye Qiu immediately smelled that very offensive stench of death.

He had not expected that Liang Shipeng’s condition this time would also exceed his expectations.

Originally, Ye Qiu wanted to teach Liang Shipeng a lesson, not just because of what the man had said, but also because Ye Qiu needed money to buy a house and wanted to try out an experiment on someone.

Ever since Zhang Wei had died, Ye Qiu had not found a suitable person to experiment on.

He hadn’t expected that releasing Zhou Dabao’s lung cancer cells into Liang Shipeng would cause such rapid and abnormal enlargement.

Even with Zhang Wei, it had taken several days.

But now, Liang Shipeng’s condition was obviously much more serious.

“Mrs.

Liang, about that one billion!”

“I’ve already had it prepared,” Zhang Jing replied.

Zhang Jing knew that Ye Qiu always collected money first before treating anyone.

So, she had already started to prepare that one billion.

Of course, it was not possible to prepare one billion in cash, but to have the one billion transferred to Ye Qiu’s bank card account.

Because, a few days ago, when Ye Qiu treated Liang Bin, Zhang Jing still had Ye Qiu’s bank card account information.

Since Zhang Jing had said so, Ye Qiu now began to examine Liang Shipeng, who looked as if he were in a state of resurgence.

Apart from the deathly aura clearly emanating from Liang Shipeng, indicating the deterioration and rotting of his internal organs, Liang Shipeng had not only lost all his hair, which made him look over a decade older, but the lung cancer cells had also spread throughout his entire body.

“Is a hundred million in medical expenses worth it?”

Ye Qiu asked.

Liang Shipeng opened his eyes and woke up, his mind still clear, knowing that Ye Qiu was asking him.

Compared to death, that hundred million was truly too worth it.

“Mrs.

Liang, please step outside with the nurse.

I’ll start treating him now, and in half an hour, he will have fully recovered.”

After Mrs.

Liang and the female nurse left, soon it was just Ye Qiu and Liang Shipeng left in the sickroom.

Ye Qiu removed the IV bags and various medical devices, such as the oxygen machine, from Liang Shipeng, detaching them all.

Without the assistance of these medical devices, Liang Shipeng’s condition appeared even more serious.

Ye Qiu asked Liang Shipeng to close his eyes and rest, and to open them after half an hour.

Liang Shipeng didn’t know what Ye Qiu was going to do, but all he could do was close his eyes.

When Ye Qiu placed his hand on Liang Shipeng’s chest, the cancer cells that had spread throughout Liang Shipeng’s body quietly disappeared without a trace.

After all the cancer cells were gone, the pain they had caused began to slowly fade away from Liang Shipeng’s sensation.

As well as the complications caused by the advanced stage of the cancer and the deteriorating rot in his organs, the complications started to disappear gradually, and his organs began to slowly heal.

In less than half an hour, apart from his hair loss, Liang Shipeng looked no different from before.

His formerly deathly pale face had now regained its healthy glow.

“It’s done.”

At the sound of a “click,” Liang Shipeng opened his eyes and felt completely different from before, experiencing a sense of comfort he hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Your hair will grow back slowly; as for the rest, there are no more issues,” Ye Qiu said.

“Doctor Ye, I really can’t thank you enough!”

Having gone through such a life-and-death experience, Liang Shipeng truly understood the importance of health, as well as the significance of medical skills.

The previous time, Ye Qiu had treated his son and charged seventeen million, which he thought was not worth it.

But now, having spent a hundred million to save his life, he felt it was too worthwhile.

“You can go for a full body checkup now,” Ye Qiu said.

“No need, I know I have fully recovered,” Liang Shipeng replied.

As Ye Qiu prepared to leave, Liang Shipeng looked at him and said, “Doctor Ye, I hope you can keep the news of my complete recovery a secret for the time being.”

Ye Qiu didn’t know what Liang Shipeng was up to, but having received that hundred million, he didn’t need to concern himself with Liang Shipeng’s affairs anymore.

Ye Qiu came out of the sickroom, and Zhang Jing, who had been anxiously pacing outside, hurried into the room upon seeing Ye Qiu leave, only to find her husband alive and standing by the window.

“Old Liang, are you really alright?”

“I’ve fully recovered,” he reassured her.

Zhang Jing went over to look and feel around, and upon discovering her husband had indeed fully recovered, she hugged Liang Shipeng and burst into tears.

“Zhang Jing, I’m really fine,” Liang Shipeng said, as her crying quieted down.

Now Liang Shipeng looked at her and spoke, “Tomorrow morning, make it known to the outside world, intentionally or otherwise, that I have died.

Then buy back the remaining shares of Liang Group at the limit-down price.

I want to see who in the Liang Group will be the happiest about it.”

Even though his treatment had just cost him a hundred million, a simple plan could earn him much more than that, which is why he had told Ye Qiu that his life was worth tens of billions.