Chương 10: Chapter 10: Ancestral Craft?_1
Mo Han chuckled, "What if I am playing you, what about it?"
Wen Biyu truly admired Mo Han for having the character to take revenge for grievances. She said lightly, "Director Lin, the behavior of this Doctor Wang has already violated the law. Merely firing him, how would that be enough?"
Her voice was not loud, but everyone present heard her loud and clear.
Director Lin nodded, "Mister Mo and Miss Wen are absolutely correct. The actions of Wang Yong not only severely impacted the reputation of our Renkang Hospital but also violated relevant laws. Merely firing him is far from enough!"
"Bring someone! Take Wang Hai to the relevant department!"
"No... please no!" Wang Yong panicked, kneeling on the ground and fervently begging, "Director Lin, Miss Wen, Brother Mo, I have elders above and children below. If I go in, it will be the end for our family!"
"I beg you, please have mercy on me!"
Mo Han sneered coldly and roared, "Have mercy on you? If we have mercy on you, who will have mercy on those patients and their families you've duped!!"
"Do you have any idea how, in their desperation to find treatment, they've sold houses and cars, begging anyone and everyone to scrape together money!!"
"Do you realize how many have been driven to breakup due to these medical expenses, doomed to a life of labor just to pay off debt!!!"
No matter how Wang Hai shouted and pleaded, Mo Han remained unmoved.
Everyone is an adult; once you make a mistake, you must pay the price for your error.
Lin Renxin waved his hand, signaling the security staff to take Wang Hai away. What awaited Wang Hai, aside from being dismissed from Renkang Hospital, was the serious handling by the relevant department.
"Brother Mo, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect Wang Hai to commit such an inhumane act!"
"As the director, I also bear the responsibility for inadequate supervision. To express my apologies, I will arrange for your daughter's medical expenses to be fully refunded by finance, and I will personally pay an additional one hundred thousand yuan as compensation."
"Good!" Mo Han nodded in acceptance and, as if he remembered something, said, "Director Lin, I just saw a crowd in the hall handling discharge procedures. If it's convenient, could you please make a call so my daughter can be discharged as quickly as possible?"
Director Lin frowned slightly, "Brother Mo, I heard your daughter has acute lymphoblastic leukemia. Wouldn't it be... unsafe for her to be discharged now?"
Mo Han smiled faintly, "No problem, I've cured her."
"What?!!!" Director Lin's eyes widened, "Leukemia is a worldwide medical headache, Brother Mo, did you really cure it?"
Seeming to recall something, he slapped his forehead and said with an awkward laugh, "That's right, Brother Mo is a distinguished disciple of the miracle doctor Xue. You've saved people from the brink of death; of course, leukemia would be no issue. I was rash."
"I'll make a call to arrange it right now."
Having witnessed Mo Han's acupuncture skills, Director Lin subconsciously thought Mo Han was a distinguished disciple of the miracle doctor Xue.
Mo Han couldn't be bothered to explain. After completing the refund process, he exited the rest room immediately.
...
On the seventh floor of the inpatient department, Mo Xiaochen sat on the hospital bed, propping her cheeks in her hands, her eyes as large as grapes blinking expectantly towards the door.
"Chen Chen!"
As soon as she heard her father's voice, Mo Xiaochen zipped down instantly, surprising the patients who returned from their checkup, "Holy cow, wasn't the little girl diagnosed with leukemia?"
"Chen Chen, look what I bought for you?" Mo Han chuckled, handing over the bag he was holding.
Mo Xiaochen eagerly took it, rummaging through the bag excitedly, "Wow! Tomato-flavored chips, milk biscuits, Jell-O gummies, seaweed rolls, and my favorite ice cream! Daddy, I love you to death!"
"Mmm..."
Seeing his daughter so thrilled, Mo Han felt a warm glow in his heart. He tenderly stroked her bangs and said, "Chen Chen, let's go!"
...
Meanwhile, in the lobby of Renkang Hospital.
Chen Peng, the young scion of Kunpeng Group, walked in with his girlfriend Wang Mengyao in his arms.
Last night, Wang Mengyao and Chen Peng had too much fun and she wasn't feeling well in the stomach; today, they decided to come to the hospital for a check-up.
As soon as they entered the lobby, Wang Mengyao coquettishly said, "Peng bro, I've taken a fancy to an LV bag. Could you buy it for me?"
Feeling the softness in his arms, Chen Peng was filled with restless desire, wishing he could take Wang Mengyao right there and then.
He chuckled and pinched her, "Just a bag? Peng bro will buy it for you!"
"After we see the doctor, how about we find a hotel at noon, and try a few more moves?"
"You're disgusting... You're so bad!"
Wang Mengyao's delicate body trembled and she took a couple of steps back.
She stepped back too far and failed to see a little girl behind her eating ice cream.
With a slip, the little girl's ice cream was knocked to the ground.
Some white cream also got onto Wang Mengyao's black dress.
The little girl puckered her lips and suddenly started crying, "My ice cream..."
It had been over a month since she last had ice cream, and today, after finally getting to eat it, it was knocked out of her hand before she could even enjoy a few bites—the injustice was overwhelming.
"Ah! The Valentino dress I just bought!"
Wang Mengyao turned around, saw the cream on her dress, and in a fit of rage slapped the little girl, "You little brat, are you blind?"
"Do you have any idea how much this dress cost me?"
The little girl was knocked to the ground by the slap, tears rolling in her eyes, and she cried out, "Daddy, I want my daddy..."
Mo Han, who had just finished the discharge process not far away, heard his daughter's cries and rushed over in a flash. He helped his daughter up and asked urgently, "Chen Chen, what happened?"
"Oh, look who it is, Mo the squad leader, it's you again!"
Seeing Mo Han, Wang Mengyao was first stunned, then sneered, "Tough life you've got there! I beat you up so bad yesterday, and you've recovered so quickly. Tsk, tsk, you must be a cockroach, huh?"
Chen Peng looked disdainfully at Mo Han, a poor loser cuckolded by his wife—engaging in a conversation with such trash was beneath him.
Seeing that Mo Han did not respond to her, Wang Mengyao's gaze rested on Chen Chen, "Oh, so this is your daughter?"
"Wasn't she supposed to be dying of leukemia? How come it looks like she's being discharged?"
"Could it be you haven't managed to raise the money, and are concocting some new scam?"
Seeing Wang Mengyao's hostility towards her father, Mo Xiaochen looked up, her little fists clenched angrily, "Bad person, I won't let you bully my daddy!"
She glanced at the melting ice cream on the ground, and tears involuntarily streamed down her face, "You have to compensate for my ice cream..."
"Compensate?" Wang Mengyao crossed her arms, looking disdainfully at Mo Han and his daughter, "Indeed, like father, like daughter."
"Yesterday you were scamming, today your daughter is scamming..."
"This scamming skill must run in the family, huh?"
"Your daughter deserves to get leukemia!"
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