Old Mrs. Jin looked at the doctor beside her, "Doctor, is my son's illness really that serious?"

The doctor nodded, "This is the first time I have seen this situation. This disease should be treated as soon as possible. If it is delayed for a long time, it will be detrimental to the patient's recovery."

Old Mrs. Jin pondered for a moment, glanced at the Lin family, and once again looked at Han Bing, "I promise you, tell me where Doctor Su is." The most important thing now is to treat her son well. Her son's body has recovered so that she can have a grandson to hug her in the future.

Han Bing raised his lips and smiled, stood up and looked at the doctor, "Doctor, please give us a certificate."

"Okay." The doctor nodded. He also heard about Lin Muzhu's incident. It was a pity that he died at such a young age. Old Mrs. Jin and her son, as Lin Muzhu's mother-in-law and husband, were natural for the deceased to handle the funeral of the deceased.

Old Mrs. Jin frowned and urged, "Tell me quickly." What should she do if her son really can't have children?

"Doctor Su is in the dean's office." Han Bing said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Jin hurriedly ran towards the dean's office.

Su Jinyue, Zhan Yihan, Lin Musheng and the hospital's director Li Binglin were chatting in the president's office.

"Doctor Su, will you stay in the capital this time when you come back?" Lin Musheng asked. He is the director of the Beijing Hospital. He came here today to talk to Li Binglin about the matter. Unexpectedly, he would meet Su Jinyue, which was simply a surprise.

Su Jinyue smiled and shook her head, "I'll come back to do something, and I'll leave in a while."

"When will you leave? Can we meet again before we leave? Principal Chen has been muttering about you all the time." Lin Musheng looked at Su Jinyue.

"I haven't decided to leave yet. You have an appointment with Principal Chen, call me or go to Siheyuan to find me. I will go to Xiangjiang these days, and it will probably take about a week to come back." Su Jinyue said. Now that the wedding date of Wei Yuanxing and Han Bing has not yet been settled, she cannot determine when she will leave.

"Okay." Lin Musheng nodded happily.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open. Old Mrs. Jin walked in quickly and glanced at the four people present, "Who are Doctor Su?"

A hint of displeasure flashed in Li Binglin's eyes, and he turned his gaze to Su Jinyue.

"Do you have something to do with me?" Su Jinyue stood up and looked at Old Lady Jin and asked knowingly.

"Are you Doctor Su?" Old Mrs. Jin had already recognized Su Jinyue. She was the woman who was with Han Bing before. It seemed that she had been cheated.

"I am." Su Jinyue nodded.

Old Mrs. Jin glared at Su Jinyue fiercely, "You must be pretending, right? Your companion said that you can cure my son's illness, which seems to have a purpose." How could such a young girl be a miracle doctor?

"You are very strange. It's okay if you break in without knocking the door. Doctor Su didn't mess with you. Why do you say she was pretending? Since you don't believe it, go and invite Gao Ming." Li Binglin said unhappily. Otherwise, he would ask the security guard to invite her out.

"Director, is she really Doctor Su?" Old Mrs. Jin was a little disbelieved. In her imagination, usually capable doctors are older and look like a fairy-like appearance, which makes people feel at ease.

"Don't I know yet?" Li Binglin said in a deep voice. Su Jinyue was the one he respected, and the other party suspected that she was disrespectful to her.

Old Mrs. Jin looked at Su Jinyue carefully, "Doctor Su, please help my son treat his illness." Regardless of whether she is Dr. Su or not, as long as she can cure her son's illness.

"If you go and do what you should do, your son's illness will naturally be cured." Su Jinyue picked up the tea and took a sip.

"What should I do?" Old Mrs. Jin thought for a while, "Are you talking about Lin Muzhu's funeral?" She is not a stupid person either. Now, besides her son's illness, there is only Lin Muzhu's funeral.

"Yes." Su Jinyue nodded.

"But the girl just said that my son's best treatment time is half an hour, and it will not be cured after that." Old Mrs. Jin said. She really suspected that the two middle-aged men in front of her were not the directors of the hospital, or that they were bribed by the other party, and now they were acting with each other, and they were not a miracle doctor at all.

"I can guarantee that if you handle Lin Muzhu's funeral, your son's body will recover." Su Jinyue said. She looked at the phantom that was about to disappear behind Old Lady Jin. There were only so many she could help Lin Muzhu.

"Really?" Old Mrs. Jin still didn't believe it.
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