amaotonovel Chapter 333 Divine Physician and Holy Father 5
Chapter 333 Divine Physician and Holy Father 5
"Dr. Li, could you please give me some cold medicine? My throat has been a little sore lately."
"Okay, sure."
Li Yong handed the medicine to the man and then said, "Twenty."
The man took the medicine, turned around and left, leaving only the words: "Put it on the tab, I'll pay you back next time, thanks, Dr. Li."
Li Yong sighed helplessly, but simply shook his head and said nothing.
He was a proud man and didn't want to argue with people over a little money.
As the saying goes, money is just an external thing; you can't take it with you when you're born, and you can't take it with you when you die. As long as you're happy, that's all that matters. He only asks for a clear conscience.
Because Qingmo closed the hospital, most of the patients came to Li Yong for treatment. Of course, not everyone refused to pay, but only a few did, and most left IOUs.
So you gave someone else an IOU, but you didn't give me one. Does that mean you look down on me?
As a doctor, isn't healing and saving lives your duty? Under various forms of moral coercion, Li Yong had no choice but to compromise, and his livelihood was barely enough to make ends meet.
His wife finally couldn't take it anymore and asked him for a divorce.
Seeing his wife standing at the door with her suitcase, and a car waiting for her outside, it was obvious that the man inside was her new lover.
Li Yong held Mengmeng in his arms, looking at her coldly: "After you leave, never come back. A woman like you who is greedy and opportunistic does not deserve to be my wife, Li Yong, let alone Mengmeng's mother."
"No, Mommy, don't go, don't leave me, waaaah..."
Mengmeng struggled desperately to keep her mother with her, but Li Yong held her tightly, preventing her from breaking free.
Looking at the crying Mengmeng, Liu Hong felt a pang of pain in her heart, but thinking of the grievances she had suffered over the years, she hardened her heart.
"Mengmeng, Mom has no choice. I've never had a good life living with your dad."
“Li Yong, give Mengmeng to me. If you leave her in the village, do you think you can have a good life with her? You’re ruining her.”
Li Yong scoffed and spat, "Pah, you shameless slut! You've hooked up with someone else outside. I won't give you my daughter. I can give her a better life; you don't need to worry about her."
Liu Hong glanced at Mengmeng, then at Li Yong. She knew he wouldn't give her daughter to her. Wiping away her tears, she resolutely dragged her suitcase and left.
"Li Yong, if you ever can't take care of Mengmeng anymore, just send her to me."
"Mommy, Mommy, I want Mommy, Mommy, don't go, take me with you."
The car started and sped away, kicking up dust, without Liu Hong looking back even once.
She loved Li Yong; she endured ten years of hardship with him. However, life gradually eroded her initial love.
Marriage is more than just romance; it also involves the mundane realities of daily life. She went from a fair-skinned and beautiful young girl to being with him now, her face aged and her hands calloused. All she wanted was a better life. What did she do wrong?
Li Yong hugged Mengmeng tightly and gently comforted her, "It's okay, Daddy's here. Daddy will always love Mengmeng."
After crying and making a fuss, Mengmeng surprisingly calmed down. She stopped asking for her mother and became even more silent.
However, life did not change in the slightest because of Liu Hong's departure.
More and more people are using IOUs to pay for medical treatment. Even when Mengmeng wanted 100 yuan to buy study materials, Li Yong couldn't come up with the money.
"Mengmeng, be good. We won't buy that. I believe you can study hard too. You're a good girl, and you'll understand your dad, right?"
Mengmeng didn't say anything, turned around and went back to her room. She was completely disappointed in this father.
When life started to get tough, Li Yong finally dug out those IOUs, wanting to get some money back.
"Aunt Li, when are you going to pay me back the six thousand yuan you owe me?"
"Oh dear! Dr. Li, I don't have any money! Just owe it to me for now. So many people owe me money, why don't you go ask them for it first?"
"Liu Xuewen, when are you going to pay me back the three thousand yuan you owe me? It's been four or five years, shouldn't you pay it back by now?"
"Oh dear, Dr. Li, we're like family. Talking about money is so hurtful. I just started dating someone, and I don't have the money to pay you back right now. Maybe next time."
"Hey Hu Daqiang, you owe me five thousand yuan, don't you...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Hu Daqiang turned and ran away.
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Similar incidents occurred one after another. Li Yong went from house to house in Lijia Village to ask for his money back, but no one was willing to pay.
After all, the one who owes money is the boss. What can he do if the other party says they don't have the money? Are they going to hold a knife to their throat and force them to pay?
Even if the money isn't returned, you still have to see a doctor. If you don't, the whole village will drown you in their spittle.
In order to maintain his image as a saintly father, Li Yong had no choice but to compromise time and time again.
Despite the bustling clinic, the father and daughter's life became increasingly difficult. However, seeing their patients recover one by one filled Li Yong with a sense of pride, all because of his own choices.
Li Yong continued to act as a saint in Lijia Village, while Qingmo lived a life of comfort and ease. She sold off all her assets, and apart from money, she truly had nothing left.
To be fair, Zhao Gang is quite wealthy.
People get bored when they have free time, so they have to find something to do.
That day, a Cullinan stopped in front of Li Yong's clinic. Two men, one tall and one short, one handsome and one ugly, got out of the car.
The handsome one wore black-rimmed glasses, looking every bit like a bodyguard; only these two were truly exceptional.
The one who was the ugliest was Qingmo, who was decked out in gold chains and small watches, looking like a nouveau riche.
Such a high-profile style drew the attention of all the villagers in Lijia Village.
Qingmo swaggered into the clinic. Li Yong looked up and saw her, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"Hey, Dr. Li, business is good, huh?" Qingmo said sarcastically.
Li Yong frowned. "Zhao Gang, what are you doing here?"
Qingmo, hands in her pockets, said, "Let's see how you're doing. Oh, this clinic is still the same as always, but you're getting poorer and poorer."
Li Yong clenched his fists, barely suppressing his anger.
The villagers, hearing the commotion, gathered around and started pointing and whispering.
"Is Dr. Li really going to die in Li Family Village? With your medical skills, you could easily make a fortune if you went out and tried your luck."
"Pah, get lost. I'm not like you, a businessman reeking of money. Medical skills are for healing and saving lives. It's the same for me no matter where I am. Forget about it, I'm not going to your hospital."
"Clap clap clap."
Qingmo applauded him.
"Dr. Li truly regards money as dirt. I admire him greatly."
Just then, Aunt Li, who was watching the commotion in the crowd, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.
Old Li hurriedly called out, "Dr. Li, come quickly, come and see my wife, what's wrong with her?"
Li Yong didn't have time to chat with Qingmo and immediately went to check on Aunt Li's condition.
After examining her, he frowned. "Aunt Li has probably suffered a relapse of her stroke. Her condition is quite serious. Quickly take her to the clinic so I can give her acupuncture."
Old Man Li panicked upon hearing this, pleading, "Dr. Li, you must save my wife!"
"Alright, enough talk, saving lives is the priority."
The group hurriedly went into the inner room of the clinic, while Qingmo and the other unimportant people were naturally ushered outside.
However, the crowd did not disperse; they were all waiting to see if Aunt Li was alright.
Qingmo then revealed a meaningful smile.