7: Chapter 7 The Doctor's Disgust

A white porsche 718 raced along the wide road.

Zhang Yafei wore sunglasses, her hands on the steering wheel, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Beside her, Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but watch in a daze.

Seemingly sensing Zhao Feiyu's gaze, Zhang Yafei turned her head.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere instantly heated up.

"Why are you looking at me? Is there something on my face?"

Zhang Yafei turned her head away shyly, speaking with a touch of coquettishness.

"In the past, you were high above, and I didn't dare to look you in the eye. Now that I've resigned, I'm looking at you with equal status, and I never expected to find that you are so beautiful and moving."

Zhao Feiyu's few words made Zhang Yafei blossom with joy; with her favorability reaching ninety-five, she had long since given her heart to Zhao Feiyu.

"Where to next?"

Zhang Yafei quickly regained her composure, because she felt that if things continued like this, she would definitely fall into Zhao Feiyu's embrace.

"To the hospital, of course!"

At the thought of the ten-fold cashback on three million, Zhao Feiyu was extremely excited.

"Are you serious?"

Zhang Yafei pulled the car over to the side of the road and asked with a serious expression.

"That's three million! I'm telling you, I can't pay you back anytime soon."

"If you can't pay it back, then just offer yourself to me!"

Zhao Feiyu said with a wicked smile.

However, Zhang Yafei stared straight ahead, locking her eyes on Zhao Feiyu.

The next moment, Zhang Yafei's slightly warm lips pressed directly onto Zhao Feiyu's lips.

"Then I'll offer myself to you!"

Zhang Yafei's voice was slightly dazed.

Suddenly, like a spark hitting dry tinder, Zhao Feiyu felt a bit dizzy.

Just then, a harsh horn sound shattered the atmosphere.

The two immediately separated.

Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but curse under his breath, "What a buzzkill!"

However, Zhang Yafei's next sentence reignited hope in Zhao Feiyu: "Come to my place tonight."

Hearing this, Zhao Feiyu nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice.

Afterwards, they soon arrived at the hospital.

Even though Zhang Yafei was a boss with an annual salary of over a million, facing high daily medical expenses, she could only stay in a general ward.

Zhao Feiyu placed the flower basket and fruit on the table by the hospital bed. After chatting with Zhang Yafei's mother for a few moments, he went to the doctor's office.

But before he could push the door open, he heard an argument coming from inside.

"Why did you stop my mother's medication? Do you have any idea that this could cost a life!" Zhang Yafei roared inside the office.

"You already owe over three hundred thousand in medical fees. If you don't pay up, don't even talk about medication; you don't even have the right to stay in the hospital!" A disdainful middle-aged male voice rang out.

Zhao Feiyu frowned slightly, standing at the doorway without rushing in.

He only heard Zhang Yafei say, suppressing her anger, "I said I would pay in a few days. If anything happens to my mother, I won't let you off!"

"Haha!" The man sneered and said, "You won't let me off? I'm warning you, with your mother's condition, if she doesn't undergo a transplant surgery, I'm afraid she won't even live until next month!"

"What?" Zhang Yafei's heart trembled instantly.

Just then, the man pressed his advantage, saying sinisterly, "I have given you an opportunity before; it just depends on whether you cherish it. Now that a transplant donor has been found, as long as I say the word, the surgery can be arranged for your mother tomorrow, but... it depends on how you perform!"

Hearing this, Zhao Feiyu could no longer hold back and kicked the door open.

Bang! The office door was kicked open, hit the wall, and rebounded.

Zhao Feiyu stormed in. He saw a bald, middle-aged doctor cornering Zhang Yafei with a lecherous smile.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feiyu went up and landed a punch squarely on the old man's face.

"Screw you! Why don't you go take a piss and look at what kind of scum you are!"

"Ah!!" After the old man fell to the ground, he let out a miserable scream, shouting desperately at the door, "Security! Security! Someone come quick!"

Before long, other medical staff rushed over and pulled Zhao Feiyu away.

"What's going on?" A middle-aged man with a square face and glasses walked over. Judging by the name tag on his chest, he was likely the chief physician.

"What's going on?" The director asked with authority.

"Director, this guy came up and punched me! Look, just look, he even knocked out a tooth!" The bald old man accused him first, pointing at Zhao Feiyu.

"Why did I hit you? Don't you have any idea why?" Zhao Feiyu swung his fist, preparing to strike again, but was grabbed by the security guards who had rushed over.

"Call the police! Call the police! Arrest him! He dared to commit violence in public! I'm telling you, this won't end without a hundred or eighty thousand!" The bald old man retreated repeatedly, shouting arrogantly from a distance.

"What exactly is going on? Why did you hit our doctor?" The chief physician came to Zhao Feiyu and asked sternly.

"Ask her!" Zhao Feiyu looked at Zhang Yafei.

Seeing this, the bald old man's expression changed instantly. If the previous events were revealed, his iron rice bowl would be gone.

Seeing this, the bald old man quickly said, "Director, their family owes over three hundred thousand in medical fees. I asked them to pay, and not only did they not pay, they hit someone. You tell me, is there any justice? The hospital is a place to save lives, not a charity!"

"Is this true?" The chief physician asked coldly.

"Yes! That's right, we do owe money, but I said I would pay in a few days!" Just then, Zhang Yafei stood up and said. "But your people used this to threaten me, saying that if I... if I accompanied him, and also said my mother's life would be in danger if she didn't get a kidney transplant!"

"You're spouting nonsense!" The bald man's face changed, and he quickly defended himself. "Director, don't listen to her nonsense. You know her mother's situation. A kidney transplant requires at least three million. Do you think I have that kind of power? She is completely slandering me to blackmail us into waiving the three hundred thousand in medical fees!"

"You're lying!" Zhang Yafei retorted.

"Then do you have any evidence?" At the bald man's words, Zhang Yafei was suddenly speechless.

Seeing that Zhang Yafei couldn't speak, the bald man quickly said to the people around him: "Everyone, judge for yourselves. Three million! You tell me, what kind of ability do I, Zhao Quanzhang, have to dare to force a woman with three million? With that three million, what couldn't I do?"

Once these words were spoken, the surrounding patients, escorts, and medical staff all nodded repeatedly.

"That's right! Three million is enough to mess around with a hundred women!"

"This is completely slander against Director Zhao!"

"This woman's mind is truly terrifying. Owing three hundred thousand, yet she wants to use this to threaten him!"

"How shameless. You said you couldn't pay, so why not launch a social appeal? Why be so base and debase yourself?"

"You say your mother is still in the ward across the hall. How embarrassing would it be if she knew about this!"