Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
A business jet slid nimbly on the runway at Yun Hua Airport.
The appearance of the business jet was very ordinary. It was silvery-white and shiny as if its cover had just been removed.
Du Jiadong got off the plane slowly with his son’s help.
“Dad, watch your step.” His son frowned and looked up at the sun as if he was not satisfied with the weather.
Du Jiadong let out a low hum before he said, “Please take me to the hospital and go back. I don’t need people here. The company needs you.”
“Big brother is at the company. It will still be the same even if I don’t go back. Didn’t the elderlies say that it is best for the eldest son to become someone great in the business world and the youngest son to accompany the family?” He assisted his father since he was the youngest son, and he made some random remarks.
Du Jiadong did not even bother rolling his eyes. He just went along with the conversation and said, “Of course it’s good that you like to stay at home.”
The youngest son’s expression changed slightly, and he changed the subject forcibly. “I don’t even know if Junan is reliable or not, and they even forced us to travel here. This doctor sure likes to put on airs.”
Du Jiadong looked at his youngest son this time and said, “Remember. No one is obligated to serve you. It is fine regardless of whether the doctor in Yun Hua Hospital wants to take care of us or not. Since we have traveled all the way here, do not say that he’s putting on airs.”
“Tonca Group doesn’t have a lot of business in Changxi. If it does, they still need to come to our house to perform your check-up.” The youngest son was not willing to be obedient this time.
Du Jiadong shook his head. He wanted to say something, but he felt his feet become weak for a moment, so he put away the idea of educating his son. He just sighed in his heart. If he could have another three or four years, He could have toughened up his youngest son as well and open up branches for Tonca Group in the future so that the siblings would not be in conflict.
However, in the case of hepatic metastasis from gastric cancer, even if he found the best doctor and used the most suitable plan, he still might not get a ten percent chance of surviving for five years. After so many years of doing business, it was really difficult for Du Jiadong to believe in a probability of just ten percent. It would be better to just let his youngest son continue to be a second-generation good-for-nothing rich boy. Du Jiadong would already be pleased if he could just get some cash and stocks and become rather well-off in his life.
“Old Bo is here,” the youngest son whispered when he saw Hospital Director Bo and his group in front of him.
Du Jiadong hummed in acknowledgment and said softly, “Call him Hospital Director Bo. Be polite. Hospital Director Bo has been working around the clock for many days too.”
“He has been working around the clock and ended up recommending us to visit Yun Hua Hospital for treatment, and we have to come here on our own.”
“He recommended it, and we took the suggestion,” Du Jiadong said softly. “Intellectuals prefer a good reputation more than profit, so there’s nothing to lose if you speak kind words to them.”
The youngest son had heard those words so many times that he could only grunt gloomily. He could sense that his father had been nagging more than usual recently. Perhaps he wanted to let out all the things he never got to say in his last moments.
He was a little upset when he thought about it, but he gradually became calmer.
“Chairman Du, it must have been a long day for you,” Hospital Director Bo greeted him with his group in a hospitable manner.
Junan was a medical intermediary, but if it could serve people at Du Jiadong’s level, it could have considerably reached the peak of its business. Those who were richer and had better social status than Du Jiadong would definitely use Junan differently, if they ever wanted to, of course.
“Hospital Director Bo, you’re the one who must have had a long day,” Du Jiadong said politely, “Let’s head straight to the hospital.”
“Okay, I’ve made arrangements…” Hospital Director Bo quickly boasted his contributions before he pushed Lao Yongyong out to take over.
“Doctor Lao, you have also worked hard.” Du Jiadong nodded a little, but his expression was even more cordial.
It was not easy to still have someone to trust at his age.
“Oh, no. I didn’t have a hard time whatsoever. Mister Du, you came all the way here personally… However, Yun Hua Hospital’s development in hepatic metastasis from gastric cancer is indeed at the forefront of this country…” Lao Yongyong nodded enthusiastically at Du Jiadong. The reason he could serve in Tonca Group was due to the group chairman’s trust in him. Therefore, Lao Yongyong made a careful inspection before collecting Junan’s money.
Hospital Director Bo represented Junan Clinic in hopes to secure cooperation with the talented surgeon in his twenties, Ling Ran. He was thinking of relying on him for another two or three decades to promote Junan Clinic. Therefore, when he was about to land the deal with Ling Ran, he used the divine tool in his trade to make sure Ling Ran would agree to it.
Lao Yongyong believed himself to have maintained a certain degree of professional ethics. In any case, the last few candidates had their own strengths and weaknesses. It was also necessary to let Du Jiadong go through the list of candidates, investigate them, and make his own judgment.
Lao Yongyong got on the bus with Du Jiadong and said, “Specifically speaking, Doctor Ling Ran is really suited to perform your surgery. Before this, Elder Mei and Elder Wang’s hepatectomies were done by Ling Ran, and the end results were very good…”
Du Jiadong nodded slightly but said nothing about it.
Hospital Director Bo got in another car and exhaled softly.
For him, he had already won half the battle by being able to persuade Du Jiadong to come to Yun Hua Hospital.
In fact, if he was forced to choose, Hospital Director Bo was more willing to secure Ling Ran than Du Jiadong.
A long-term breadwinner was better than short-term income. Besides, in the unique industry that was medical treatment, the value of doctors was far greater than that of patients. As the doctors’ skills grow, their fame would grow, and their patients would… Well, even if the patient wanted to have another surgery, it would depend on whether he had anything left to remove.
Junan Clinic was able to stand this day because it also relied on their firm grasp of the doctors. The phrase seeking medical treatment applied not only to ancient times, but also to the lives of today’s people.
The group of people moved to the hospital slowly. Then, they made arrangements for an inspection.
At present, tertiary Grade A hospitals still tended to be conservative when it came to getting their inspection results. Even if Hospital Director Bo worked around the clock, Yun Hua Hospital would absolutely not relax in its inspections because such work involved medical responsibility. At most, it would just ask the VIP clinic to slightly accommodate some of Du Jiadong’s requests. In the afternoon, Zuo Cidian walked into a room. The moment he entered the room, he heard complaints.
“That chief surgeon didn’t come here to have a look at all. What kind of doctor is that…?”
Zuo Cidian was unable to stifle his laugh as he looked at the Hospital Director Bo, who came out to receive him.
Hospital Director Bo nodded with a smile and mouthed, “He’s a pampered one.”
Zuo Cidian nodded and entered without pretending that he did not hear anything. He replied directly, “Doctor Ling has read through Mister Du’s test report, and we are doing an analysis in our group. I’d like to introduce myself first. I’m Zuo Cidian from Ling Ran’s treatment group and Mister Du’s doctor in charge. You can come to me if you have any doubts related to the hospital.”
“And here I was wondering why an old man suddenly came here when they said that Ling Ran is a young doctor…” The youngest son had a spiteful tongue, but his tone softened a little when he saw how old Zuo Cidian was.
Du Jiadong nodded and said, “Doctor Zuo. How is my situation?”
“Doctor Ling was going to come here to talk about it, but he encountered an emergency surgery,” Zuo Cidian offered some comforting words before he went along the conversation. “However, after reading your report, Doctor Ling suggested that you should have the surgery as soon as possible. He’ll come by later for the consultation. Let’s talk about it in detail by then.”
Du Jiadong’s expression changed slightly, and after looking at Lao Yongyong, he slowly said, “Does Doctor Ling think he can perform this surgery?”
“Yes,” Zuo Cidian, who did not know how to read scans, repeated Ling Ran’s answer.
Du Jiadong said nothing. He was sixty-five years old this year. Although he looked strong on the outside, his body was no longer healthy. After he consulted several doctors for his hepatic metastasis from stomach cancer, they were quite vague about whether he should receive an operation or not. They mostly told him about the situation for various treatments and asked him to choose on his own.
Du Jiadong had only ever encountered two doctors who recommended surgery so firmly.
“Pour Doctor Zuo a cup of tea,” Du Jiadong said to his youngest son, briefly revealing his stance in the situation.
The few people in the room looked at each other and smiled.
