Super Treasure Hunter

Inside, a family of three were discussing how their parents should be in the middle of the week, but they were right outside the window of the ward, and they knew everything about it. All this was calculated in the middle of the week. He had already noticed that Guo Jie has a vicious heart. No matter how tolerant you are to him, he will feel that the whole world owes him. And what kind of parents are there, there are what kind of children, Guo Jie is like this, where can his parents go?

Now that the family of three is not a good thing, there is nothing to be intolerable in the middle of the week. A Fajue was pinched in his hand, which aroused the zhenqi left in Guo Jie's body beforehand.

Guo Jie, who was dreaming about revenge in the middle of the week, suddenly turned pale, and twitched while holding his heart. Guo Jie's father, who was calling there, found that his son was abnormal, and threw away the phone in shock.

"Son, what's wrong with you?"

Guo Jie's parents asked anxiously.

It's just that Guo Jie couldn't answer at this time, just convulsing constantly, the two rushed to call the doctor.

After a sneer in the middle of the week, he left the hospital unhurriedly, went home and waited for the next good show.

The doctor in the hospital rushed over quickly and hurriedly pushed Guo Jie to the emergency room.

Guo Jie’s parents wandered anxiously outside, and Guo Jie’s mother said viciously: “It must be the little beast in the middle of the week! I said how he was so kind to save my son. He must have done something!”

Guo Jie's father also nodded and said, "Yes, it must be him! This account must be settled by him!"

At this time the door of the emergency room opened, and the doctor walked out solemnly.

Guo Jie's father immediately asked: "Doctor, how is my son? Did something happen to my son in midweek?"

The doctor also met Zhou Zhong last time. Knowing the magic of Zhou's TCM technique, he shook his head and said, "No, does anyone in your family have a history of heart disease?"

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The two shook their heads suddenly, neither of them had a heart attack.

The doctor continued: "The patient had a congenital heart attack."

"What? No, my son has never had a heart attack! It must be the ghost of the kid in the middle of the week!" Guo Jie's father questioned.

Now the doctor was unhappy, and said coldly, "Are you doubting my medical skills? The patient is born with heart failure. We have tried our best. Let the patient prepare for the future generations!"

"What?" When Guo Jie's parents heard the news, they were about to pass out in the dark. At this time, Guo Jie's mother burst into tears and complained to her husband: "By the way, I remember your aunt has a heart attack. This must be passed down from your family's genes. You are the one who suffered a thousand swords, and you will pay back my son's life~oooooo~"

Guo Jie's father is also full of irritability. What does this matter have to do with him, he does not have a heart attack.

The doctor said coldly: "From a medical point of view, heart disease can also be inherited from generation to generation. This possibility is not ruled out. Maybe your family has a history of heart disease many generations ago, and it passed to your aunt and this patient."

"What can I do, doctor, you must save my son's life." Guo Jie's mother cried and pleaded.

The doctor frowned and said in a deep breath: "It is estimated that if you go to the genius doctor who healed your son, there may be a way."

After that, the doctor turned and left.

When Guo Jie's parents heard this, they immediately glanced at each other. To be honest, they didn't want to ask for Midweek. They thought it was a ghost of Midweek. But now the hospitals have announced that they are going to deal with the future generations for their son. What if they don't ask for midweek?

The two dared not hesitate anymore, their son's life was more important than anything else, so they drove to their home in Zhouzhong.

I was playing chess with the old man at home in the middle of the week. I remember that every time when I was a child, I would pester my father to play with him in the middle of the week, and then my father would teach him to play chess. So many years have passed, and it has been a long time since midweek to play chess with his father.

At this time the door was knocked, and Zhou Zhong smiled and said to his mother: "Mom, you go and open the door, no matter who it is, let them in."

In the middle of the week, her mother promised to open the door. After seeing Guo Jie's parents outside, her face suddenly changed. In the middle of the week, my mother didn't have any favors with these two people. It was not the first time they came to make trouble.

"What are you doing again?" Midweek's mother asked angrily.

Guo Jie's parents no longer had the arrogance they had before, and asked with all their faces pleading: "Is the doctor Zhou at home?"

"Ms. Zhou?" Mid-Zhou's parents didn't know what the two men were crazy about, but just now the son seemed to say that no matter who it was, let them in, so he said coldly: "Come in."

After the two entered the house, they saw the middle of the week, and rushed over to ask: "Divine Doctor Zhou, please help my son!"

Drinking tea in the middle of the week, he asked slowly: "What's wrong with your son, haven't I cured him?"

Guo Jie’s father said anxiously: “Divine Doctor Zhou, the hospital said that my son had congenital heart disease. He is dying now. Only you can cure it.”

"Yes, genius doctor Zhou, it was all our family's fault before. You have a large number of adults. Don't be familiar with us. Save my son. I'm just such a son, oooooo~" Guo Jie said. The mother cried again.

Although the parents didn't know what was going on in the middle of the week, they saw two people who were always arrogant and domineering before, and now they cry like this for their children, and feel sorry for the parents of the world.

"Xiaozhong, if you can help, please help them." Zhou Zhong's mother said hesitantly.

Guo Jie's parents immediately glanced at Zhou Zhong's mother with gratitude, and begged Zhou Zhong: "Ms. Zhou, please help my son."

With a smile on Zhou Zhong's mouth, he put down his teacup and stood up and said, "Okay, then I will go and have a look, but I can't guarantee that he can be cured."

"Yes yes yes! As long as you are willing to take action, the genius doctor Zhou will be no problem." The two were overjoyed when they saw that Zhou Zhong agreed. Even such a serious injury can be cured in the middle of the week, and it will definitely be possible this time.

"Son, be careful and go home early." Before going out, the mother told Zhou Zhong with concern.

Zhou Zhong smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'll be back in a while."

As soon as he left the house, Zhou Zhong's face became cold, and he said to Guo Jie's parents: "I'll say yes first, although I promised to go with you to save people, but the consultation fee cannot be less."

Guo Jie's father nodded and said, "Don't worry, Doctor Zhou, we will definitely pay the consultation fee.

Zhou Zhong smiled and stretched out a hand and said: "50 million."

"Ah? Why is it so expensive?" The two of them were dumbfounded when they heard the number. 50 million is already unbearable for their family, plus they have spent a lot of money on this matter recently.

Zhou Zhong sneered and said: "Before your son was disabled, but his life was still there, so I received 10 million. But this time is different. Your son's life is gone. Isn't it enough to save a life of 50 million?"

"Enough! Fifty million is fifty million, Doctor Zhou, as long as you can save my son, fifty million is a lot!" Guo Jie's father gritted his teeth and said.