Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself Chapter 188 An Untreatable Patien

Ring, ring…

Ning Tao had just finished treating two kinds of herbs when his phone started ringing. He took out his phone and glanced at the caller I.D., frowning slightly.

That was Wendy calling. Today was the last day of her three-day deadline.

“This is Ning Tao, go ahead.” Ning Tao actually knew what she was trying to say.

Zhu Hongqin's voice came over the phone. “Doctor Ning, you asked me to give you three days to consider it. Today is the last day. Tell me what you decide. Will you kill Bai Jing for me?”

Ning Tao was silent for a moment before saying, “Mrs. Xin, Bai Jing is Qing Zhui's sister, and Qing Zhui is my friend. I cannot grant your request.”

Zhu Hongqin was silent.

Ning Tao continued, “But I can talk Bai Jing into leaving your son. I will do my best to protect your son, you and your husband.”

“Oh, thank you, but I don't need it. Since you won't grant my request, forget it. I never impose anything. See you later.” Zhu Hongqin hung up. Her tone changed markedly as she uttered her last words.

Ning Tao put away his phone, feeling guilty. The elixir prescription on Zhu Hongqin's skull fragment was what Zhu Hongqin used to save the lives of her son and husband, but he and Yin Molan stole it. It made him feel like he had stolen medical bills from a critically ill patient to save his life.

“I can't kill Bai Jing, but I can't turn my back on this,” Ning Tao thought.

“Brother Ning! Brother Ning!” Qing Zhui's voice was suddenly heard outside the door. “Are you in the clinic?”

Ning Tao was in no mood to continue working on the herbs to refine the Ancestor-seeking Elixir. He opened the door and walked out. He saw Qing Zhui standing at least 20 meters away from the clinic. She was dressed in sky-blue denim shorts and a loose white T-shirt. Yet it couldn't hide her curves. She wore gladiator sandals, each of her toenails painted a green nail polish. Now Qing Zhui was not like a snake demon at all, but like a female college student who had just learned to dress up.

At the sight of Ning Tao, Qing Zhui couldn't wait to get close to him. However, she took a step forward and immediately backed away. The Sky Clinic was right behind Ning Tao, and every step she took toward him, the shock and pressure she felt increased.

Ning Tao walked up to her and asked, “What's up?”

Qing Zhui replied, “You asked me to do good, so I've been doing good for the last two days. I ran into a patient who needed help. I couldn't help him, so I came back for your help.”

“Is he a patient owning merits or sins?” Ning Tao inquired.

Qing Zhui answered, “I don't know, but I'm sure he's not an evil guy. His home is not far from here. Do you have a moment now? I want to take you to see him.”

“I'll get the medicine chest. You push the electric car out and take me there.” Then Ning Tao turned and went into the clinic to get his medicine chest. Qing Zhui seldom did good deeds. He certainly could not discourage her.

When Ning Tao came out of the clinic, Qing Zhui had already pushed God's Will out of their rental house. Ning Tao got on the electric car, and the next second, Qing Zhui's arms were already around his waist, just like the ring lock carved by white jade locked him.

The God's Will started, not very fast.

“What good deed have you done these two days?” asked Ning Tao out of curiosity.

Qing Zhui responded, “Helping old women across the street, giving money to beggars, helping a child who was bullied by a group of young people and beating up the young people.”

Her report left Ning Tao speechless!

What the hell had she done?

It seemed that without his guidance, Qing Zhui would never be able to do any good deeds that could increase her merits.

“Don't give money to beggars from now on,” Ning Tao said.

Qing Zhui asked puzzledly, “Why?”

“People who need help rarely go begging,” Ning Tao explained. “Most of the people who beg in the street are professional beggars. They are badly dressed, but some of them drive luxury cars after work. Some of them who are lame could walk very fast after work.”

“So, I was fooled?”

“What do you think?”

“I'm going to get back the money I gave them. How abominable!” Qing Zhui's eyes began to turn green.

Ning Tao said, “Forget about it, how could you possibly get your money back? Just don't give them any more. There are poor people among them, but you can't tell them apart. If you beat a good man by mistake, your sins will be multiplied. Isn't it?”

“Alas, I'm too stupid to do any good.” Qing Zhui buried her face in Ning Tao's back, as if too ashamed to see anyone.

“Tell me the way, or how do I know where to go?”

“There, turn left…”

A few minutes later the God's Will came to a lonely street. Ning Tao got off the electric car. Led by Qing Zhui, he went to a hut on a third-floor rooftop.

It was a little boy with a dirty face, who opened the door. He seemed to have just cried, for there were still tears in the corner of his eyes. The hut was a mess, littered with trash and clutter, and the air smelled of decay and mold. A man was lying on a pallet bed. He was pale and unhealthy, with a wheelchair beside the bed.

The man was asleep, with his closed. He didn't seem to know that there were visitors.

The little boy timidly looked at Ning Tao and Qing Zhui and said, “Hello.”

Ning Tao smiled and asked, “What's your name, boy?”

“I am, Dong Xiaojun.” The little boy was a bit nervous.

“He's old enough to go to school, but no school accepts him,” Qing Zhui introduced. “His father, Dong Qiang, a construction worker, broke his leg on a construction site last month. His boss compensated him with a sum of money. The money was enough for his illness, but his wife took it. He didn't have the money to pay his medical bills, and the hospital asked him to leave.”

“Where did his wife go with the money?” Ning Tao asked.

Qing Zhui turned to the boy and said, “Xiaojun, you answer Uncle Ning's question yourself.”

Dong Xiaojun replied, “Uncle Ning, my mother has run away with a man, leaving dad and me.” His tears rolled from his eyes while saying these words.

Who could understand the grief and helplessness of this child?

Qing Zhui touched Dong Xiaojun's head and comforted him. “Don't worry, Uncle Ning will cure your father.”

Dong Xiaojun knelt down to Ning Tao and begged, “Uncle Ning, please treat my dad.”

Ning Tao reached out and pulled Dong Xiaojun up, squatted down, and said, “I'm here to treat your dad. Remember, men must not kneel easily. You have to learn to be strong and never kneel to anyone again, okay?”

“Okay! Woo…” Dong Xiaojun nodded and cried.

Then Dong Qiang, who was lying in bed, opened his eyes and shouted, “Who is it? What are you crying about again, little bastard?”

Dong Xiaojun tried to stop crying. He seemed very afraid of his father.

Ning Tao went to bed and said, “I'm a doctor. I learned about you and came here on purpose to treat you.”

Dong Qiang pulled himself up from his dirty bed. “You're a doctor? I have no money to pay you.”

Ning Tao said, “I won't charge you.”

“Free? Then see me,” Dong Qiang said.

Ning Tao opened the medicine chest, pulled out the ledger of bamboo slips and handed it to Dong Qiang. “Take this for me. I'll get the silver needle out.”

Dong Qiang reached for the ledger of bamboo slips. Ning Tao took out two Sacred Needles and took back the ledger of bamboo slips, opened it, and read diagnosis.

What appeared on the ledger of bamboo slips was, “Dong Qiang, born on the 23rd day of the third lunar month in 1985, the second year in a cycle of 60 years, is a loser. He is addicted to gambling which has gained him three points of sins of evil intention. Maltreatment of his wife and children led him to get six points of sins of evil intention. Refusing to take care of his parents and spoke ill of them, gaining him 10 points of sins of evil intention. In total, he bears 19 points of sins of evil intention. He could get a prescription pact for sins of evil intention, and atone for his sins with cuting off all his fingers.”

Ning Tao frowned at the content.

Dong Qiang was a compulsive gambler who abused his wife and children, did not support his parents, and often hurled insults at them. But was he a villain? No, he was just a loser with no morals. No wonder Qing Zhui said that he was not an evil man. She could smell the nefarious, and losers might not evil guys, so in her eyes, people like Dong Qiang were indistinguishable from ordinary people.

The punishment listed in the ledger left Ning Tao in a dilemma. It wasn't a problem for him to earn more than a dozen points of sins of evil intention from people like Dong Qiang. Rules need to be obeyed. A guilty man had to atone for his crime, so Dong Qiang deserved to be convicted of cutting off 10 fingers. But after losing his fingers, how could Dong Qiang make money to support Dong Xiaojun?

The Sky Clinic wouldn't think about Dong Xiaojun's future, but Ning Tao had to think about it.

“Can you cure me or not?” Dong Qiang was a little impatient. “Why don't you give me some money to make to go to the hospital?”

Qing Zhui was about to get angry when Ning Tao stopped her with a wave of his hand and said, “I really can't cure you. Well, Qing Zhui, give the boy some money and take him to the hospital.”

“Why…” Qing Zhui was stunned. This was the first time she had heard Ning Tao tell her that he couldn't treat a patient ever since she worked as his nurse.

Ning Tao put away the ledger of bamboo slips and the Sacred Needles, picked up the medicine chest, and went out.

“Where is the money? You said you'd give me the money.” Dong Qiang got worried.

Ning Tao gave him a vicious look back. “What's your hurry? The money is for your kid, not you. Besides, I'll give you a warning. You can't beat or scold Xiaojun any more. It's a blessing for a bastard like you to have a good boy like Xiaojun. If you beat or scold him again, I will not forgive you!”

“You…” Dong Qiang tried to say something, but when Ning Tao, who was on the evil side, took one look at him, he felt so cold he couldn't speak.

Ning Tao came out of the hut and said to Qing Zhui, who followed him, “Give the kid some money and send that bastard to the hospital.”

“Why?” Qing Zhui still didn't understand.

Ning Tao explained, “This is your chance to do good, you silly girl. You do it, help the child, and you will get merit.”

“Oh!” Qing Zhui finally understood. She gave Ning Tao a smile and said, “I'm an idiot, so you're going to take care of me for the rest of my life.”

A smile also appeared on Ning Tao's lips. It seemed that he could not get rid of the doomed concubine.

Two hours later, Qing Zhui and Ning Tao walked out of the hospital. Qing Zhui gave Dong Xiaojun 100,000 yuan in her name. There were some left after paying Dong Qiang's hospital bills. That was all they could do. Ning Tao could only help him for a while, but he couldn't help him forever.

Ring, ring…

It was not Ning Tao's phone ring, and it was Qing Zhui's phone. As if in keeping with Ning Tao, she turned her ringtone into Ning Tao's tone.

“It's my sister. What's she calling for?” Qing Zhui looked at the caller I.D. and hesitated to answer.

Ning Tao said, “Answer it and see what she was going to say.”

Qing Zhui clicked the answer button, snapping, “What? Mm… What? Come to your engagement with Xin Zhiyu tomorrow?”

Hearing what she said, Ning Tao froze on the spot.

Chapter end