Taking advantage of the moment, Li Muran had already taken the pulse of the patient in bed. Although it was only a few seconds, combined with what he had seen with his previous diagnosis, it was enough to draw a conclusion.

"Do you know what disease this is? It's brain cancer! Don't think I'm a Hong Kong native to fool you! Also, Dean Lu, please don't bring all irrelevant people here. Remember, our Ye family is not a fool!" When he said this, the middle-aged man looked arrogant.

"Isn't it just brain cancer? Or the same sentence, do you want to treat the symptoms or the root cause?" Li Muran still looked calm and gentle.

"Oh, are you still trying to be arrogant?" Although the middle-aged man did not say anything too heavy because of his demeanor, anyone could see that he was in a bad mood at this time.

Seeing this, President Lu quickly spoke out: "Mr. Ye, believe me. If there is one person in this world who can cure Mr. Ye, then it will be Dr. Li."

The middle-aged man stared at Li Muran for several minutes, then he snorted coldly with a dark face: "How to treat the symptoms, and what to say, the root cause?"

Li Muran looked calm and said, "If you treat the symptoms, I will wake the patient up and prescribe him a secondary prescription. It should not be a big problem to live for another three or five years."

"As for the root cause treatment, I will give him acupuncture once to solve this tumor permanently!"

"What you said is the same as it is. You want to extort money, right? Let me tell you that the money from our Ye family is not so easy to make." The middle-aged man tilted his head and said angrily.

"I thought it through and asked Dean Lu to notify me that I still have something to do, so I will leave first. Remember! You still have three hours to think about it, so don't call me again if you are late."

After saying this, Li Muran walked out of the ward without looking back.

"What's the matter!" After Li Muran went out, the middle-aged man immediately cursed. After President Lu accused him for a while, he didn't want to stay and get angry and scolded, so he walked out too.

"I'm sorry, Academician Li, this patient's family doesn't know that you can really cure cancer. After saying some ugly words, don't take it to your heart." President Lu followed Li Muran and said with a cautious smile.

"It's okay, that patient only has three hours. After three hours, even the gods can't save him. It depends on whether they and me have this fate."

Although the doctor is kind, the patient must be willing to do so. Moreover, even if the patient's family agrees to let him treat him this time, Li Muran does not intend to treat him free of charge.

After being under house arrest for a month, he has fully realized the importance of power, but money is absolutely indispensable to establishing power. Although his company is also very profitable, according to his previous plan, it is still possible to run a school or something, but it is far from enough to get a power out.

So, after seeing this patient just now, Li Muran suddenly had an idea. The most in need of the rich in this world is the rich, and the word "rich" is often associated with terminal illnesses.

For Li Muran, no matter what kind of terminal illness it is, with his current medical skills, there should be no problem in treating it. At worst, there is no need to use conventional methods. As long as he uses the true qi he cultivates, any terminal illness will be easily captured.

...

In the ward, the Ye family was already in chaos. Now it is not just the middle-aged man before, but a large group of people, some of whom can't wait to call.

"Enough, your dad is not dead yet? Besides, even if your dad is gone, I still have me in this family, it's not your turn to jump around like this!"

Next to Mr. Ye's bed, an old lady with a good temperament said this with great momentum, but it might be because of her age. After saying that, she couldn't help but pant and cough twice.

"By the way," the old lady seemed to have thought of something, "Zicheng, you just mentioned it. A young doctor said there was a way to treat it. Is that true?"

"Mom, you really believe what that young man said. Doctors from so many big hospitals said that there was nothing we could do. Moreover, we had to see Dr. Li, but he had no choice but to use medicine to hang his life. According to me, I will send it to the capital immediately and ask the experts in the capital to consult." The second son of the Ye family, the middle-aged man who was the first to be in this ward, suggested.

"Okay, we haven't gone to Beijing to find someone to see it. People were still awake before and couldn't save them. Can you save your father like this now? As I mean, Zicheng, you should contact the director of this hospital immediately and ask the doctor to take a look."

"If..." The old lady closed her eyes, paused with sadness, and then said, "If your father really can't stand this time, it's his life. You guys will do whatever they want in the future!"

...

After only more than ten minutes, Li Muran and Dean Lu entered the ward one after another.

The first move Li Muran entered the ward was to look at the watch and said expressionlessly: "Okay, there are still forty-five minutes left. Have you decided to let me treat it?"

Seeing Li Muran so young, these old and young people in the Ye family started to discuss again. The old lady was very polite and said to Li Muran with a smile: "Are you the miracle doctor who can treat my old man? What do you mean is that if you don't take any treatment, my wife will only have forty-five minutes to live?"

"That's right," Li Muran nodded with certainty and said, "After this time, even if you agree, I have no choice. Moreover, if you ask me to take action, there is a condition."

The old lady pressed her hand down, signaling the Ye family to be quiet, and then said sincerely: "No problem, if you have any conditions, just ask for it. As long as you can save my old man, the old woman will make the decision to agree to any conditions you have proposed."

"The old man is really so bold!" Li Muran praised, smiled and said:

"Don't worry, my conditions are very simple. To put it bluntly, it's money. If it's only a symptom treatment, it's 10 million. If it's a severity, it's 50 million. You can think about it first. By the way, you still have forty minutes left!"

"Fifty million, you really dare to offer a price, so you might as well grab it!" The old lady had not yet expressed her opinion. A middle-aged man in her thirties and looked very knowledgeable said indignantly.

"Jiajun, stop talking. Is there anything more important than your grandfather's life now? On behalf of the Ye family, I agree, doctor, just do it!" In order to avoid variables, the old lady directly made the final decision.
Chapter completed!