Aunt Tian hurriedly said, "Yes, we bought the entire shop with a loan, and the property rights belong to our own family. However, my husband spent a lot of money when he was hospitalized, so he mortgaged the entire shop to a bank loan and paid the medical expenses. But as long as my husband's illness is cured, we will be able to pay off the loan slowly in business."

Aunt Tian is also a businessman and is very smart. When she heard Xiao Ying mention the shop she rented, she immediately guessed it 70% or 80%. She hurriedly said, "If sir wants to rent that shop, I will rent it to you at a cheap price."

Xiao Ying was thinking of this idea. When she heard her mention it on her own initiative, she nodded and said, "Thank you, how much does it cost to rent a month?"

Aunt Tian thought for a while and said, "In theory, if you can really give me some advice and save my husband's life, I will give you the shop. But I really owe a lot of debts. In order to treat my husband's illness, so..."

"I understand, you don't need to explain. You can't ask for it for free. Just tell me how much the rent is!"

"Brother, when I see you are also a pleasure, I'll tell you a good price. - My shop is 20 square meters, and the rent of such a large shop on this street is at least 700 to 800 per month. And my shop just opposite the square, the best and most popular one at the entire street. It turned out to be a private room in a snack bar, which I renovated and rented out separately. I originally thought that if I rent it for 700 less, I won't rent it. Brother, please help me like this, I'll give you a discount and rent it to you 600 per month. What do you think?"

"Six hundred?" Xiao Ying had never rented a house, but he felt that the railway station was such a good port, and the rent for a 20-square-meter cement house was not expensive, so he said, "Okay, thank you, then I'll rent it."

"But it depends on whether my husband can cure the disease according to your instructions. If it cannot be cured, you have to rent it and charge 700 yuan."

"It should be." Xiao Ying said, "Now I want to tell you how to treat your husband's illness. You must do it. - Whether your husband's illness can be cured depends on whether you can do it according to my requirements."

"Okay, sir, you said." Aunt Tian looked at Xiao Ying with fear and expectation.

Xiao Ying said: "You may not understand the cause of your husband's disease. Because it involves medical professional knowledge, I wrote it down and handed it over to your husband's attending physician, telling him to do what is above and to perform surgery on your husband."

"Surgery? But the doctor said that he is a contraindication for surgery, and he will definitely die if he undergoes surgery!"

"The doctor misdiagnosed it." Xiao Ying said, "Your husband's disease is not cancer, but bleeding from duodenal ulcers."

When she heard this, Aunt Tian felt a sense of ecstasy and stood up. Her movements were a little violent, overturning the stool she was sitting on and hitting it on the ground with a bang. She didn't care, staring at Xiao Ying in surprise and joy, her voice trembling, and she stuttered, "Sir, are you... what you said... is true? My husband... isn't cancer?"

For ordinary people, cancer is equivalent to death, just like a prisoner sentenced to death, waiting to be taken to the execution ground. Suddenly, a judge told him that he would not be sentenced to death. The joy of escaping from death really made her so happy that her heart was about to explode.

But she was worried whether what the fortune teller said was true.

Xiao Ying nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, the doctor misdiagnosed. All the doctors who examined and treated your husband were misdiagnosed. It was not that their level was not good, but that all diagnostic instruments were misjudged because of the patient's physiological structure. No matter how advanced the instrument is, it is dead, and it is understandable to cause misjudgment. However, all doctors believe too much in the diagnosis results of these so-called advanced instruments. Unfortunately, the instruments deceived them."

"Really? It's really a misdiagnosis? How could it be? I've been to many hospitals, even the Capital Hospital. Have so many doctors misdiagnosed it? What's going on?" Aunt Tian hoped that what Xiao Ying said was true, but she couldn't believe it after hearing this statement.

Xiao Ying nodded solemnly again and said, "If you want to explain this kind of thing clearly, it is very difficult for you who have never studied medicine. I wrote the reason for their misdiagnosis on paper, and you will give it to your husband's attending doctor in person, so that he will see it himself. And you insist on the surgery, and insist on it, no matter what the doctor says, you must persist. Only when the surgery can your husband be saved, otherwise he will die."

The medical records show that Aunt Tian’s husband died of illness a few days later. The reason is that the doctor did not use surgery. His illness was learned later that it could be cured by surgery. Therefore, whether to undergo surgery is the key to the whole problem, so Xiao Ying repeatedly emphasized this point and asked Aunt Tian to firmly demand surgery.

Aunt Tian was worried about the contraindications of the surgery mentioned by the doctor, and that surgery would definitely die. But now when Xiao Ying said this, he was stunned for a while, gritted his teeth, and slapped his thighs and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Anyway, the doctor said that he can't live for ten days and half a month. He treats a dead horse as a living horse. He will die if he does not have surgery. He will die if he doesn't have surgery. The left and right one is dead, so why not take a gamble?"

"It's right for you to think this way. When the doctor opens your husband's stomach, they will know what I'm right. They will know how to operate at that time."

Xiao Ying asked Aunt Tian to bring paper and pen, and wrote a few lines of words. Then he handed it to Aunt Tian.

Aunt Tian took it and looked at it, but she really couldn't understand it. She kept it in her pocket like a treasure.

Xiao Ying stood up and said, "Your husband's illness cannot be delayed. You should go to the hospital right now and do what I just said. I will go out and continue to tell fortunes. If you have anything to do, you can come to me."

Xiao Ying walked out of the private room. Director Long and the old lady, who were muttering outside, quickly stood up. Seeing Aunt Tian sending Xiao Ying out of the private room with a respectful look on her face, she knew that things were going well and hurried over.

In front of Xiao Ying, Aunt Tian handed over the promised fortune telling fee of 200 yuan to Director Long and asked her to be the guarantor. Director Long nodded and agreed to accept the money.

Xiao Ying nodded slightly and stepped out of the snack bar.

Aunt Tian kept sending her to the door. The old lady next to her smiled and interrupted, "How is it? I'd better have the foresight. I've found such a good fortune teller for you. I've made the first contribution to your husband being saved."

Aunt Tian laughed with her and thanked her repeatedly. She took out ten yuan and handed it to the old lady as a thank-you gift.

The old lady smiled and said, "It's time for neighbors on the street to help each other, don't be so polite." As she said, her hands had already grabbed the ten dollars and put them in her pocket.

Aunt Tian gave Director Long another ten yuan, which was considered thanking her. Director Long wanted to do whatever he wanted. Aunt Tian had to give up, and after a few words to her mother, she hurried out and took the bus to the Oncology Department of the Provincial Second People's Hospital.

She went straight to the doctor's duty room and found her husband's attending physician, Deputy Director Zhang of the Oncology Department.

Aunt Tian panted and said, "Doctor Zhang, I want to ask you to perform surgery on my husband immediately."

Aunt Tian was very anxious, and after entering the hospital, she ran upstairs and gasped, and a little sweat came out of her forehead.

The head teacher frowned, but he still explained patiently: "I have told you many times before that your husband cannot undergo surgery for his illness, otherwise he will not be able to get off the operating table."

When Aunt Tian heard this, she couldn't help but feel anxious and said, "My husband, I will make the decision! I will move him if I say anything. I will be responsible for it if I die. You move quickly!"
Chapter completed!