65: Power is embodied

The Rolls-Royce sped along the road, and after about an hour, Jiang Che's motorcade finally arrived at Linjiang City First Peoples Hospital.

After parking the car, the bodyguard got out first and respectfully opened the rear car door for Jiang Che.

Jiang Che and Li Yanran got out together, holding hands.

As soon as the two got out of the car, a group of doctors in white coats rushed over to Jiang Che, bowing and scraping, smiling obsequiously, and with faces full of flattery.

"Young Master Jiang, hello, hello..."

"Welcome to our hospital for inspection. I am Chen Jiuren, the director of Linjiang City First Peoples Hospital..."

The leader was an old man around sixty years old, with graying temples, a kind smile, and extended his hand with a low posture.

Xingqiong Group also held shares in Linjiang City First Peoples Hospital, and a significant percentage at that. Jiang Che was the rightful young master, and Chen Jiuren was at most an employee.

In front of the young master, Chen Jiuren naturally maintained a good attitude.

Linjiang City First Peoples Hospital appeared to be a public Class A hospital on the surface, but this was not the case; the internal details were not for outsiders to know.

An hour ago, upon receiving the news that Jiang Che was coming to the hospital, Chen Jiuren had already been waiting with this group of doctors in the parking lot for more than twenty minutes.

There were not many people who could make him do this, and Jiang Che happened to be one of them.

"Director Chen, hello..."

Jiang Che also smiled and nodded, extending his hand to shake Chen Jiuren's hand in a friendly manner.

As the saying goes, one does not hit a smiling person, and besides, Jiang Che was not the kind of arrogant, conceited, brainless villain.

In front of others, he was always a gentle and refined noble young master.

"Young Master Jiang, this is..."

After the greetings, Chen Jiuren briefly introduced the other accompanying doctors to Jiang Che.

Li Yanran, who was beside them, remained silent throughout, her eyes looking a little complex.

Undoubtedly, the scene before Li Yanran had a significant visual impact on her.

In the three years her younger brother had been hospitalized, Li Yanran had practically run to Linjiang City First Peoples Hospital every other day, so she was very familiar with the place.

On weekdays, when she came alone, let alone the director, it was even difficult to see her brother's attending physician.

Now, Jiang Che had just gotten out of the car, and the director was impatiently leading the heads of various departments to greet him, bowing and scraping, flattering him endlessly.

This kind of treatment was not something just anyone could receive.

At this moment, the meaning of power was completely materialized.

This was also the first time Li Yanran had directly experienced how terrifying the influence the man beside her possessed in Linjiang City.

She was merely a person from the lower class; what more could she ask for, to be favored by a top young master like Jiang Che?

Successfully attaching herself to Jiang Che could completely bring about earth-shattering changes in her life.

Countless women in Linjiang City wanted to get into Jiang Che's bed, but they lacked a good opportunity.

Now that she was favored by Jiang Che, wasn't it Heaven's mercy on her that it specifically gave her an opportunity to change her fate?

Thinking of this, Li Yanran gradually developed a sense of identification with Jiang Che, losing her initial resistance. The emotion called security, which had been missing for many years, once again filled her entire heart, and even her psychological aversion to men lessened slightly.

[Li Yanran feels extremely secure with you, emotional value +5555...]

Jiang Che looked at Li Yanran in surprise, lost in thought.

Director Chen Jiuren's arrival to greet him was not his deliberate arrangement; it was an unintentional act, unexpected but reasonable.

It seemed that this unintentional act had brought Li Yanran a lot of shock, which quietly changed her inner thoughts.

Jiang Che didn't think much further and, led by Chen Jiuren, headed straight towards the inpatient building.

As long as he successfully cured Li Ziming's amyotrophic lateral sclerosis today, he would be able to win the beauty's heart tonight and reap the fruits of victory.

The feeling of holding the steering wheel of the Mercedes-Benz G-Wagen was too captivating, and Jiang Che was also very much looking forward to it.

In the morning, he had only briefly tested the G-Wagen's steering wheel. As for how the performance and handling of this luxury car truly were, Jiang Che did not yet know.

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Led by Chen Jiuren, Jiang Che quickly arrived on the sixteenth floor of the inpatient department and found Li Ziming lying on the hospital bed in a special care ward, wearing an oxygen mask and receiving an IV drip.

Li Ziming was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a thin build, pale complexion, dull eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Young Master Jiang, Miss Li's brother's condition is a bit grim..."

"His amyotrophic lateral sclerosis has reached the late stage; his limbs are weak and unable to move, his body is completely paralyzed, and he has difficulty swallowing. Even some rice porridge or milk is hard to swallow, and he can only sustain life through glucose..."

"Breathing has also become very difficult, making it hard to speak like a normal person..."

"If this situation continues..."

At this point, Chen Jiuren's voice abruptly stopped, and his brows furrowed deeply.

He had initially thought that Miss Li's brother was suffering from some common illness and wanted to personally operate and show off in front of Jiang Che.

After reading Li Ziming's medical records, Chen Jiuren had completely abandoned this unrealistic idea.

amyotrophic lateral sclerosis is one of the medical challenges that has yet to be overcome. Even top medical experts renowned globally cannot cure it, let alone him?

To put it bluntly, if one gets this disease, they can only slowly wait for death.

Moreover, looking at Li Ziming's current condition, he likely doesn't have much time left to live and will find it difficult to survive past twenty years old.

"Young Master Jiang..."

Li Yanran looked at Jiang Che with an extremely hopeful gaze, her star-like eyes filled with anticipation.

Having already witnessed Jiang Che's superb medical skills, Li Yanran had long since regarded Jiang Che as her last hope.

"Don't worry..."

Jiang Che patted Li Yanran's fragrant shoulder, saying nothing more.

Under the stunned gazes of Chen Jiuren and a group of doctors and nurses, he held a silver needle and slowly approached Li Ziming's bedside.

"Miss Li, Young Master Jiang, he..."

After the initial bewilderment, Chen Jiuren quickly recovered and hesitated to speak.

From this stance, Jiang Che intended to personally treat Li Ziming, and with acupuncture, a traditional Chinese medicine method?

Was this not a joke?

Regardless of whether Jiang Che, as a top young master, would learn the incredibly dry and boring traditional Chinese medicine, even if he truly achieved something, how much accomplishment could he have at such a young age?

Moreover, he was facing amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, a problem that had plagued the entire medical community for countless years.

Although he felt very uneasy internally, since Jiang Che wanted to do it, Chen Jiuren dared not stop him.

"I believe him..."

Li Yanran naturally understood Chen Jiuren's thoughts, smiled faintly, and did not explain much.

Chen Jiuren remained silent, giving up the idea of continuing to persuade him.

Even Li Yanran, the patient's family member, had agreed, so he naturally had nothing more to say.