Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 411 - 411 411 What did you hire him for

411: Chapter 411 What did you hire him for?

411: Chapter 411 What did you hire him for?

Just as Qin Han and Song Yuwei were flirting with each other on their way, the ring of a phone call suddenly broke the mood, and Qin Han picked up the call.

“Mr.

Qin, where are you?” a polite voice from Ming Xizhi came through the phone.

“Driving home!” Qin Han said indifferently.

“Is it convenient to talk?” Ming Xizhi asked.

“Just say what you have to say!” Qin Han glanced at Song Yuwei and spoke faintly.

Ming Xizhi gave a wry smile.

This kid never gave him any face, always seeming eager to hang up the phone as soon as possible.

“It’s hard to explain over the phone.

Where are you?

I’ll come to you.”

Qin Han glanced around and reported a location, then he hung up the phone.

“Ming Xizhi, I wonder what it could be this time?” Qin Han said, frowning.

Song Yuwei tried to suppress a laugh upon seeing Qin Han’s frowning face.

She had realized that this guy was someone who appeared indifferent and laid-back!

This was Ming Xizhi we’re talking about— the prestigious governor of the Central Plains District!

Others could only dream of such connections, yet for him, it seemed like a burden.

Every time he answered a call from Ming Xizhi, he wore a look of annoyance.

And then there was Sun Pinghui, both were influential figures in the Central Plains District, but they hit a brick wall every time with Qin Han.

What Song Yuwei didn’t know was that Qin Han wasn’t fond of these bureaucratic families.

As the saying goes, “It’s like accompanying a tiger; the most difficult to get along with are the officials.”

Clearly, Qin Han had no intention of pledging loyalty to the imperial family.

That was a bottomless abyss.

Wouldn’t it be better to live a quiet life as a doctor, healing the sick and saving people?

However, there were things that Qin Han deemed worthy of his loyalty, such as his nation.

Ming Xizhi didn’t keep Qin Han waiting too long.

In about a quarter of an hour, Ming Xizhi’s car stopped in front of them.

Getting out of the car was Ming Xizhi himself, followed by the submissive-looking president of the Second Hospital, Qian Wenxue.

Without asking, Qin Han knew that Ming Xizhi was here to ask for a favor.

“Mr.

Qin, Miss Song is here too.” Ming Xizhi greeted Qin Han with a dry laugh and nodded to Song Yuwei.

As for the president of the Second Hospital, he looked embarrassed.

He wanted to find a doctor who could cure his condition.

After consulting several old traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, all were helpless.

In the end, it was clear that only the one who tied the bell could untie it.

And that’s how he ended up pleading with Ming Xizhi!

Qin Han nodded carelessly as Song Yuwei smiled faintly.

“Mr.

Qin, what do you think of this matter?

Can you do me this favor?” Ming Xizhi asked Qin Han with a sheepish smile.

“If I don’t take action, would that mean I’m not giving you face?” Qin Han asked flatly.

“Oh no, not at all; I’m here in a personal capacity, purely based on our relationship.

Qian Wenxue may be arrogant, but he’s not a bad person,” Ming Xizhi chuckled.

“He may not be a bad person, but his conscience sure is,” Qin Han remarked, glancing at the dimming sky and smacking his lips.

Upon hearing this, the president of the Second Hospital began to stammer out incoherent syllables, anxiously looking at Qin Han, so desperate he wished he could pull out his own tongue and attach a megaphone to it.

That morning when he sought help from Ming Xizhi, he was severely scolded, and the meeting was embarrassingly awkward, giving him a near urge to cry.

When he went in, he held a paper asking for Ming Xizhi’s assistance, then Ming Xizhi asked him to speak up about what help he needed.

But he couldn’t say it.

A few hours earlier…

“What do you need help with, speak up!”

“Say something!

How can I help you if you don’t speak up?”

“What, have you gone mute?” Ming Xizhi, usually so elegant and scholarly outside, had little patience in his office.

This Qian Wenxue came from the Qian family, and if it weren’t for the strained relationship between the Qian and Ming families, Ming Xizhi wouldn’t even want to deal with him.

Although Mingming was highly skilled in medicine, he was terrible at socializing.

Relying on his identity as a member of the Qian family, he acted high and mighty, offending almost every doctor in Zhongzhou.

“Can I talk if I’m not able to speak?

Am I not literally speechless?” Qian Wenxue grumbled to himself.

He took a piece of paper from the table, wrote down Qin Han’s name, and then pointed to his own mouth, finally making Ming Xizhi understand.

Then the person opposite him said one word, “Deserved!” and followed up with a disgruntled comment:

“Why the hell did you provoke him?”

The director of the Second Hospital was filled with resentment but had no choice but to look pitifully at Ming Xizhi.

After writing a lengthy message on a piece of white paper, he finally managed to persuade Ming Xizhi to take action.

“Miss Song,” Ming Xizhi said to Song Yuwei with a smile, “the director of the Second Hospital and Mr.

Qin have had a bit of a misunderstanding, you see.”

Qin Han was annoyed with him; he had noticed that earlier, but Song Yuwei had always been courteous to him.

He also realized that this guy just listened to his woman, so he decided to take the indirect approach.

Once Song Yuwei spoke up, Qin Han would naturally follow her instructions obediently.

Upon hearing this, Song Yuwei turned her gaze to Qin Han, then looked at Ming Xizhi’s expectant expression and the Second Hospital’s director’s pleading face.

However, she said, “About this…

Mr.

Ming…

At home, I’m in charge; outside, it’s up to Qin Han…” Song Yuwei blinked as she spoke.

This was Song Yuwei!

In front of others, she never overstepped her bounds in significant matters, always deferring to Qin Han, giving him all the respect.

Males are actually quite simple; their life revolves around saving face.

Some foolish women berate their husbands in front of others, as if only by doing so can they demonstrate their status in the family.

This is utterly backward and only serves to annoy the man.

Even if there was a love that seemed to move heaven and earth at the beginning, once patience wears thin, love dissipates.

Smart women know the value of restraint!

“Forget it!” Qin Han said indifferently.

As he finished speaking, a Golden Needle appeared in his hand, and he quickly administered treatment.

“Ah!

It’s better, it’s better.” The director of the Second Hospital exclaimed excitedly after Qin Han applied the needle.

The joy of someone who had lost their voice suddenly being able to speak again was like finding a treasured possession that had been lost!

“Thank you, Mr.

Qin, thank you,” Qian Wenxue, the director of the Second Hospital, said with tears of gratitude on his face!

“Keep your mouth shut in the future.

You might think there’s nothing wrong with what you say, but in front of a patient, some things are inappropriate.

Disputing benefits and having a grievance against the First Hospital is your business, and I don’t want to meddle, but you ignored a patient’s feelings,” Qin Han told the director of the Second Hospital in a calm voice.

“As a doctor, you must have a kind heart and always put the patient first!”

“Mr.

Qin is right in his admonition.

I acknowledge my mistake; I was indeed ignorant before.

Your medical skills are truly remarkable!” Qian Wenxue said respectfully and sincerely, his attitude transformed.

Gone was his previous arrogance; even Ming Xizhi was obsequious in front of Qin Han.

So what right did he have, just by being a member of the Qian family?

He was merely a member of the Qian family after all!

Moreover, this lesson was profound enough to be remembered for a lifetime.

If Qin Han could take away his voice, he surely could take his hearing too.

His medical skills were indeed inscrutable.

“Have you two eaten yet?

How about I host dinner later on?” asked the director of the Second Hospital cautiously.

“We just ate, we’re digesting!” Qin Han shrugged and replied.

Nodding, the director of the Second Hospital closed his mouth, choosing not to speak further.

Clearly, Qin Han did not want much to do with him.

It seemed that he would need to find an opportunity to get along better with Qin Han in the future, to overcome the bad impression this time had created.

Seeing that Ming Xizhi still hadn’t left, Qin Han looked at him and asked indifferently:

“Do you have something else?”