Surgery Godfather-Chapter 434 - 400 Its Not About the Money_2
Chapter 434: Chapter 400: It’s Not About the Money_2
Chapter 434: Chapter 400: It’s Not About the Money_2
“Seriously, it’s not a big deal, last time we only got fined ten thousand dollars.” Mrs. Bao chimed in.
“You—” Bao Yulou looked at Manager Qian and didn’t blow up, after all, it was his own matter.
Looking at the current atmosphere, it seems that there’s going to be a big fight in the family. Manager Qian, sensing the mood, felt it was time to leave. He said to Bao Yulou, “President Bao, you all should rest. I should go, I don’t want to disturb you. If you need anything, just call me. Let’s put Junhao’s treatment aside. I heard that Dr. Yang will be in the United States for quite a few days.”
“I’m sorry, President Bao. I didn’t plan this well. It causes you all trouble.” Manager Qian also felt quite embarrassed. It was meant to be a good thing, something praiseworthy, but now it’s ended like this.
Bao Yulou coughed once and Manager Qian immediately poured him tea. Bao Yulou said, “What are you talking about, Xiao Qian? It’s unlike you to say that. Why would we blame you? You’ve worked hard during this period. Go home and rest, and I will think about Junhao’s treatment.”
Manager Qian seized the opportunity to leave. Otherwise, it would have been awkward to witness family quarrels.
Once Manager Qian left, Bao Yulou said, “How could you not inform me about something this big?”
Bao Yulou had been restraining himself.
“What a big deal is it? The kid was bored here, so what if he found some fun? You, Bao Yulou, have been outside, do you dare to tell me you have never solicited prostitutes or gambled?” Mrs. Bao interjected unexpectedly.
“Yeah, it’s not China, it’s the United States. Why overreact to such a thing?” Junhao spoke with contempt.
Bao Yulou jumped up and rushed over, kicking Junhao hard in the butt. Junhao fell on the ground, crying out.
Mrs. Bao clung tightly to her husband, “Bao Yulou, have you gone mad—”
“I tell you; if you come at me again, I’ll fight back!” Junhao got up, dodging and shouting.
“You’ll fight back? If you dare, I’ll beat you to death today.” Bao Yulou struggled to break free from Mrs. Bao’s clutch.
Seeing that Bao Yulou was serious, and unable to hold him back, Mrs. Bao let go and shouted, “Bao Yulou, if you want to hit our son, hit me to death first.”
Then she cried and created a fuss. Her nose was running continually.
“If you hit me again, I–I—will call the police.” Junhao, limping, brandished his phone.
Mrs. Bao held her son, who she adored. Her eyes were red: “Look, his leg is hurt like this, and you can still lay your hands on him.”
The family was in chaos. Bao Yulou was at a loss, whether to hit or not to hit. After all, Junhao was his son; he couldn’t really beat him to death. But if he didn’t, his anger wasn’t going to go away.
“They all took drugs; it wasn’t just me.” Seeing that his mother was protecting him at full strength, Junhao gained a lot of confidence.
From childhood till now, this kind of scene had happened many times. No matter how big the issue was, it often ended this way.
If it didn’t work out, he could call his grandfather. In front of grandfather, his old man would only say, “Yes, yes, yes!”
“You think you’re in the right? Can you touch this shit? Once you do, you can’t get away. Your life is ruined.”
Bao Yulou slumped on the sofa, breathing heavily. His hand was shaking non-stop as he groped for a drink.
He poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and began to slowly catch his breath.
“Go back, speak to someone, and specifically request his treatment. Don’t say he’s just a doctor. Even if he was the dean himself, he would have to behave. If he doesn’t treat it, I will tear down Sanbo Hospital.” Mrs. Bao suddenly yelled, her words filled with arrogance and tyranny.
“Yeah, if that doesn’t work, we can use money to smash him.” Junhao interjected.
Bao Yulou stared at the mother and son, his lips trembling. He was clearly at a loss. “Your tone is so big. You really think you’re almighty. Just look at yourselves. I don’t even want to say anything. To think that you two, one day, will bring down the Bao family. Right now, I have only one question for you two—Do you want this leg to get better?”
“Of course we want it to get better. Who would want it to stay like this?” Mrs. Bao snapped.
“Of course we want it to get better.” Young Master Bao echoed as well.
“Good, since you want the leg to get better, I’ll ask you another question: will you listen to me? If not, tomorrow I’ll buy a ticket and go back to China.” Bao Yulou’s tone was much calmer.
“What should we do then? He is not willing to treat it.” Mrs. Bao’s tone also softened.
“This is what we will do: Let Xiao Qian find out where Dr. Yang lives. We prepare some gifts and go over to apologize in person. From what I see today, Dr. Yang is a broad-minded person. It was probably because you went too far earlier that it caused so much chaos. As long as we sincerely apologize, I believe he would not make things difficult for us. At this point, this is the only way.” Bao Yulou didn’t want another fight. It was pointless.
“We go to him to apologize? Are you sure about what you’re suggesting?” Young Master Bao instantly revived.
“Or what? You’d prefer your leg to stay like this for the rest of your life? Should I buy a pharmaceutical factory to make painkillers just for you? How does that sound?” Bao Yulou ridiculed.
“There are no other ways?” Mrs. Bao didn’t want her son to be crippled either.
“No, this is the only way. These matters must be resolved in the United States. If they drag on, it’s unknown how long it’ll take. It’s truly confusing to not see common sense in a simple situation. What is this place? It’s the world’s rank one Orthopedics hospital. And what is Dr. Yang doing here? He was invited for surgery. Even NBA stars prefer him as their chief surgeon. Isn’t such a doctor worth an earnest apology from you? The previous incident was probably forgiven due to Dr. Yang’s magnanimity. If he wanted to settle scores with you, it’s unknown who would win. Did you think he doesn’t have any support? His backup might be more formidable than yours. These are heartfelt words. You can take them as you wish. To be a person, one must have a sense of propriety and understand the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth. Learn to respect everyone, control themselves, be cultured. That being said, Xiao Qian is also a person, a staff member serving us, not a dog you’ve raised, to scold as you please. People are all equal. If you don’t respect others, they won’t respect you in their hearts. As you’ve seen yourself, you don’t respect the doctor, and now he won’t even consider treating you.”
“I know you’re laughing inside, but I have to say this anyway, because you’re my son, that’s why I say this. As a twenty-something-year-old, I support you enjoying playing football. But, play sensibly, make good friends and avoid mixing with bad company. There are a lot of people from better families; lots of them are humble and hardworking.”
Bao Yulou also couldn’t continue berating. It wasn’t a solution.
Bao Yulou sighed: “You both think about it. Whether this leg could be saved depends upon your attitudes. No one else can help with that.”
“Are there no other ways? Could we resolve this with a few million dollars?” Mrs. Bao turned her head to the side, refusing to cave.
Bao Yulou became angry again: “Is this a matter of money? It’s not a matter of money! Would a doctor, who has been invited to teach at a top US hospital, bend his back for your petty amount of money?”
“How did he become the mentor of Professor Robert? Wasn’t he just a junior doctor at Sanbo Hospital? How did he become a mentor to the Americans?” Young Master Bao wasn’t catching on. It’s no wonder he nearly blew up when he was seeing the doctor.
“You don’t need to know why; you just need to question how amazing he is. The reality is like this, and the fact is in front of you!” Bao Yulou’s mood was much calmer.
After Bao Yulou’s lengthy explanation, Mrs. Bao and Young Master Bao had a bit of understanding.
“If there are no objections, then let’s follow my guidance. If you disagree, I’ll buy a ticket and go back to China tomorrow. You both can decide what to do.” Bao Yulou was tired. He decided to go upstairs and rest.
Mrs. Bao and Young Master Bao couldn’t say anything. What other solution could there be?
There’s indeed some truth in that. Judging by the situation today, the Americans are afraid of getting involved. This Dr. Yang is not a simple character. If he was in his own country, no one would even regard him, but here in the United States, he’s like a boss.
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“Mom, what should we do?”
“What else can we do? Just listen to your dad.”
