162: The big man seeking medical treatment

Tie Wei's tone was anxious, and he spoke breathlessly, whereas Qin Shou appeared extremely calm.

Qin Shou had long anticipated this. After all, among the White Sand Gang's three top experts, Black Liu and Liu San were both dead, leaving only Zhang Biao, who was severely injured and certainly couldn't hold the fort. Therefore, Qin Shou calmly said, "Don't rush. What's the situation? Take your time and explain clearly."

Tie Wei took a deep breath, calming himself slightly.

"Brother Qin, Zhao Zheng, the boss of the New City District, and Big Sister Ma, the boss of the North City's Yangshan District, have set their sights on our territory. They threatened Brother Biao, saying they'd give him ten million to transfer all our nightclubs and entertainment cities to them."

"Brother Biao naturally couldn't agree, so these two bosses sent a hundred or so men, and they are currently on their way."

"If it were just a matter of numbers, our White Sand Gang wouldn't fear them. But these two bosses have two Yellow Rank Initial Stage experts under them. Our White Sand Gang's mole on their side just informed me that these two are also coming. Our White Sand Gang doesn't have a single Yellow Rank expert right now, so it's not something we can deal with just by having more people."

Upon hearing this, Qin Shou's face instantly turned ashen, and he let out a cold snort: "Hmph, this is a good opportunity to establish our prestige, lest every Tom, Dick, and Harry dare to come knocking on our door in the future. Send me the address; I'll be there shortly."

"Understood, Brother Qin."

Qin Shou hung up the phone, returned to the ward, walked to Xu Nanqin's bedside, and softly said, "Nanqin, I have something urgent to handle. I'll be back in a bit."

"En, go take care of your business."

Xu Nanqin nodded obediently and didn't say much else.

Yang Lu, seeing that Qin Shou intended to leave, a flicker of imperceptible joy crossed her face. She secretly thought, "Xu Nanqin, it seems even heaven isn't helping you this time. If Qin Shou didn't leave, I wouldn't have a chance to act."

"Nanqin, your male god is so mysterious every day, always busy with who knows what. He's so outstanding, you really need to be careful; there are so many women lining up for him."

Seeing Qin Shou leave again for business, Liu Wen, who was beside them, smiled and half-jokingly, half-remindedly said. After speaking, she didn't forget to deliberately glance at Yang Lu.

Yang Lu felt a little guilty under Liu Wen's gaze and instinctively lowered her head, her eyes flickering as she avoided Liu Wen's gaze.

Xu Nanqin pouted and said with a slight hint of annoyance, "Wenwen, if you make jokes like that again, I'll get angry."

In truth, the more Xu Nanqin understood Qin Shou, the more excellent she felt he was, and the more unsettled she became, always feeling like she couldn't hold onto him. Therefore, she instinctively chose a strategy of turning a blind eye, thinking that as long as he was still good to her, that would be enough.

Qin Shou smiled faintly, said nothing more, and turned to leave the ward.

"Doctor, please, save my mother!"

As soon as Qin Shou walked out of the ward and arrived at the entrance of the first floor of the inpatient department, he saw a big man pulling on a young doctor's sleeve, pleading desperately with him.

Qin Shou looked closely and couldn't help but exclaim, "Good heavens, what a broad-shouldered, powerful, and vigorous man! If he were born in ancient times, he would undoubtedly be a fierce general charging into battle."

This was a man over two meters tall, with a strong, well-defined physique and natural muscles. Just standing there, he exuded an intense sense of oppression.

It was late autumn, and everyone was wearing autumn clothes in the evening, but this big man was only wearing a white undershirt. On his legs were a pair of tattered, faded military trousers, and his green canvas shoes were so worn that his toes were showing.

On the big man's back was an old woman with white hair and a gaunt figure. It was clear without asking that this was his mother.

Qin Shou still had matters to attend to at this moment and was originally disinclined to meddle in such affairs. But when he saw the old woman on the big man's back, a pang of pain struck his heart, reminding him of his parents who had toiled in the fields for many years, raising him with great hardship.

"I have money, Doctor. As long as you can save my mother's life, I'll give it all to you."

Saying this, the big man took out a pile of crumpled loose change from his trouser pocket, held it in his hands, and offered it to the young doctor.

"How much money is this? Your mother's illness is a malignant tumor; she needs surgery, at least two hundred thousand."

The doctor glanced at the crumpled, dirty loose change in the big man's hand, frowned, and impatiently shook off the big man's hand, scattering all the change on the ground.

"Son! I think we should just forget it. Mom doesn't have many years left to live anyway. There's no need to treat this illness."

The mother on the big man's back, hearing that the surgery would cost two hundred thousand and seeing her son being humiliated like this, was reluctant to spend the money and also felt heartache for her son. So she no longer wanted treatment.

"Mom, for your illness, even if I have to sell myself, I will get you cured," the big man said firmly.

The young doctor sneered, "Do you think this is ancient times? You'd have to find someone who wants to buy you!"

"Doctor Wang, please be kind. Can you perform the surgery first? I'll owe you the money, and I promise I'll raise it and pay you back."

The big man kept bowing, even attempting to kneel before Doctor Wang.

Qin Shou watched, frowning, and strode over, placing himself between the big man and the doctor.

The doctor, seeing the suddenly appearing Qin Shou with an unfriendly expression, instinctively took a few steps back and said displeased, "Is there something you need?"

Qin Shou's face was as cold as frost. He said to the young doctor, "How much? I'll pay. Hurry up and treat this elder."

"This..."

The big man, suddenly hearing Qin Shou offer to pay for his mother's surgery, was first stunned, then bowed deeply to Qin Shou, saying, "Benefactor, this money is a loan from you to Strong Ox. Rest assured, I, Strong Ox, will work like an ox or a horse to repay you."

The young doctor glanced at Qin Shou with disdain. Qin Shou was dressed ordinarily, without any brand names, so he didn't appear to be a rich person. He probably was just someone trying to appear wealthy. He couldn't help but say contemptuously, "This is two hundred thousand. Are you going to pay for him too? Let me tell you, even if you pay two hundred thousand, the subsequent medical expenses are not a small sum."

"What's your name?" Qin Shou didn't directly answer Doctor Wang's question but instead directly asked for his name.

The doctor was taken aback by Qin Shou's sudden question, thinking Qin Shou couldn't afford the money and was deliberately changing the subject. He became even more arrogant, saying, "Heh heh, what's my name got to do with you? Aren't you going to pay for him? Go on and pay then! Don't waste my time! I'm very busy, you know!"

"I'm asking you one more time, what's your name?"

Qin Shou's gaze was icy. As he spoke, he directly activated his skill, Aura of Hegemony.

Doctor Wang immediately felt an extremely powerful aura, so oppressive that he could barely breathe. He involuntarily retreated several steps, for a moment not daring to meet Qin Shou's eyes. Frightened, he stammered, "I... I'm Wang Lei."