Xiao Jingming, who was originally quite weak, was so excited that he almost jumped up after hearing these three words.

"It's okay! Dad, I didn't have the surgery!" He Jie quickly comforted him and said briefly what happened before.

"Xiao Rong! You..." Xiao Jingming was furious when he heard that it was his daughter who promised to perform the operation.

"I... I was also fooled by that shitty foreign doctor." Xiao Rong said with a grievance.

"Hmph! Go back and deal with you again, where is my savior?" Xiao Jingming glared at Xiao Rong fiercely before turning to He Jie and said.

"Hmm!?" At this time, He Jie discovered that Wang Hao had left the operating room and was chatting with Jiang Zijing outside.

Soon, Jiang Zijing ran in: "Grandpa Xiao!"

"Hehe, it's Zijing. Thanks to you and I have saved my life this time. It seems that I owe your father a favor again." Xiao Jingming touched Jiang Zijing's head and smiled.

"Hehe, I can't help with anything. It's all Wang Hao's credit!" Jiang Zijing pointed at Wang Hao beside him and said.

"Your name is Wang Hao?"

"Um!"

"It's really thanks to you here today!"

"Where is it just a matter of raising hands!"

"Okay, okay, there are very few young people who are not proud of having such skills as you!" Xiao Jingming looked at Wang Hao and nodded, turned to Chen Ping, the director of the First People's Hospital, and said: "Old Chen, I was almost killed by you today, thanks to the attack!"

"Haha, it's my negligence, it's my negligence!" Chen Ping smiled bitterly.

"Dr. Zhang must check it carefully in your hospital. This doctor who studies abroad may not be reliable. On the way of medical skills, our Chinese traditional Chinese medicine lineage is also very strong. There is no need to worship foreign countries and fascinate foreign countries!"

"Yes, yes!" Chen Ping was nervous as if he was meeting the leader.

In fact, Xiao Jingming does have this identity. Although he is just the vice president of the Chinese Martial Arts Association, he doesn't seem to have much power.

But in Xiao Jingming's Xiao family martial arts school, many disciples hold important positions in Qingbei City and have a wide connection.

"Okay, go and do it!" Xiao Jingming waved.

Then, Wang Hao and Xiao Jingming were polite and left the hospital.

...

"Uncle! I... I was fired by the People's Hospital!" In the parking lot of the First People's Hospital, Zhang Zhi sat in his BMW car, looking like he was absent, and said to the phone.

"What?! How could you, a doctor of studying abroad, be fired?" A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I..." Zhang Zhi looked bitter. It was true that he was studying abroad, but his diploma was indeed bought with money. In the past few years of going to America, he did not know anything except for being a big horse.

But in this matter, the Yangma thought he was a little bitch and couldn't make it. He had to bribe the principal of the school and get a diploma without any technical content to return to China.

And relying on his uncle's relationship with the Health Bureau, he was brought to the First People's Hospital.

"Can a mud leg save people?" Zhang Jianjiang said on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, I also find it strange that a stinky migrant worker can even see a doctor. No, it must be Chen Ping, the old guys who are jealous of my education and designed to frame me!" Zhang Zhi said shamelessly.

"...Don't worry about this matter. If you are expelled, you will be expelled. You come to me first and act as a servant. If you have the chance in the future, I will take you to a large hospital!" Zhang Jianjiang heard that the patient was Xiao Jingming, so he didn't dare to cause trouble for Chen Ping, so he spoke.

"That's it, okay..." Zhang Zhi felt a little unhappy when he heard that he was going to the Health Bureau, but there was nothing he could do about it. Who said he was born to be a fool?

After Wang Hao and Jiang Zijing left, they rode their motorcycles to go back to Fenglin Village. But halfway through, he suddenly saw a fruit supermarket on the side of the road. After thinking about it, he planned to buy some delicious fruits and go back to surprise Zhang Yuhe.

Wang Hao parked his motorcycle and entered the fruit supermarket. He saw that there was no one inside, and there was only a female boss picking up fruits.

Hearing the movement at the door, the boss looked back and said with a smile: "Pick what you want!"

"Yes!" Wang Hao nodded and walked towards the shelves.

However, when Wang Hao was selecting fruits, he found that the fruits here were not new and some of them were broken.

"Boss, why are there so many fruits here here bad?" Wang Hao picked up a rotten apple and asked depressedly.

"Haha, sorry, my fruit store is not well managed and there are too few people. I won't make it this month after I finish it. The fruit has not been purchased for a long time. Try to choose some good ones, I'll give you a 50% discount!" The female boss said with a wry smile.

"Uh...so that!" Wang Hao was a little depressed. He just found a fruit supermarket and found a company that was about to go bankrupt.

But Wang Hao did not leave either, so he tried to choose some good ones, and also regarded it as helping the female boss take care of the business.

"It's 48 yuan after the discount!" The female boss helped Wang Hao to praise the fruit and said with a smile.

"Okay, 50 for you, no need to find it!" Wang Hao said.

"Thank you then!"

"Boss, I want to ask, why is your fruit store not well managed? The traffic here should be pretty good!" Wan Hao asked curiously.

"Hey! Stop talking. Just in the years, the business of fruit shops is pretty good, but just after the Chinese New Year, several familiar suppliers stopped doing it, so they had no choice but to find other suppliers!"

"But the goods given by these bastards are half good and half bad, and the quality is poor. I lost a lot of money. It was from then on that time that some customers who often came to fruit shops to buy fruits gradually stopped coming. Now they can't even pay the money they earn. The store rent is so expensive. I plan to pack up and go home after finishing this month!" The beautiful boss named Zhuo Yan.

Another more important reason for her poor store management is that she has an uneasy brother who can do nothing every day except being lazy. Some time ago, she secretly took away a lot of money from the store because she owed a lot of debts, causing her capital chain to break, which made the store like this.

"That's it!" Wang Hao thought for a while, then said, "Boss, I have a batch of fruits in my house. I don't know if it's OK to sell it here!"

"Your fruit grower?" Zhuo Yan looked at Wang Hao curiously, then said with a wry smile: "Whatever you want, this fruit store is about to go bankrupt anyway, and you may only sell it until the end of the month if you want to sell it!"

"Okay, I'll send some fruits tomorrow!" Wang Hao asked Zhuo Yan's phone number, talked for a few words, and then drove away.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!