C12 Jiang Nanshan's Invitation

Qian Fanyu gritted his teeth, his hatred towards Ye Chen intensified. One million was nothing to him, but the thought of giving one million to Ye Chen made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

But if he didn't give it to them, Uncle Fu and Waner would definitely look down on him even more.

"Uncle Fu, wait. I will give you the money!" Qian Fanyu unwillingly took out the cheque.

"Forget it. Lin family should pay for it. This money might be a huge sum to the Qian family." Uncle Fu said lightly, but his face was full of contempt.

"Don't. Uncle Fu, since someone wants to pay, let him do as he pleases." Ye Chen spoke at the right time. Speaking of this one million, if he took Qian Fanyu's money, it would at least be better than taking the Lin family's money.

Qian Fanyu held the cheque in his hand and wrote a few words on it.

"Here you go."

Qian Fanyu threw the cheque onto Ye Chen's face. Ye Chen did not pick it up. The cheque floated in the air and fell to the ground.

Uncle Fu and Lin Waner's faces immediately darkened.

"Qian Fanyu, if you don't want to give this money, you can choose not to give it to me. No one forced you to do so. It's just a million, and my Lin family doesn't care about it at all!"

Lin Waner was a little angry. In her opinion, Qian Fanyu's actions just now were obviously humiliating Ye Chen.

"Damn it, I'm giving money, and you still have to be so cheeky?"

Qian Fanyu was a little crazy in his heart. When he saw Uncle Fu and Lin Waner's expressions, he picked up the cheque from the ground and tried his best to squeeze out a smile.

"Ye Chen, take this money."

In Ye Chen's eyes, Qian Fanyu's smile was uglier than crying.

Ye Chen did not say anything. He took the cheque from Qian Fanyu with a smile on his face. "Then I will thank Young Master Qian more."

"A small person has achieved success!"

Qian Fanyu looked at Ye Chen's expression and suddenly became very angry.

"I still have things to do, so I'll be leaving first."

Qian Fanyu snorted and walked out of the ward.

On the other side of the hospital, Lin Waner's attending physician, Jiang Nanshan, also heard the news. He immediately stood up from the ground.

"A bowl of Chicken Soup removed the blood clot in Miss Lin's brain. Food treatment..."

Jiang Nanshan muttered, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

"Come, follow me to take a look."

Jiang Nanshan walked into the ward. Uncle Fu smiled and said, "Director Jiang, you're here."

Although Uncle Fu was just a housekeeper of Lin family, Jiang Nanshan didn't dare show any neglect.

"Elder Fu, I heard that Miss Lin's illness has been cured. She has really received the help of a benefactor."

Uncle Fu glanced at Ye Chen and revealed a trace of a smile on his face. "That's right. The little friend you are talking about is standing right here."

Jiang Nanshan looked at Ye Chen with a surprised expression on his face.

"Little brother, is that the bowl of Chicken Soup you made?"

Food and medicine had existed since ancient times, and it was also one of the most important methods of TCM. However, which TCM did not have a few decades of experience before they could have some achievements? How could they be as young as Ye Chen?

"I did it. Miss Waner is hospitalized. I was thinking of giving her something. After thinking about it, I only have this bowl of Chicken Soup.

" Take it.

"Young Master, you are a promising young man. The older generation will push the older generation. We old people can't compare to the young people nowadays. "

Jiang Nanshan paused and said with a smile, "I still don't know little brother's name."

"Ye Chen."

The man nodded and said, "Oh, it's Little Brother Ye. I wonder if you have any thoughts about coming to the Eastern City Hospital to be a doctor. Don't worry. As long as Little Brother Ye agrees, he will be an attending physician as soon as he comes in. His salary and welfare will be good."

Two big words appeared in Uncle Fu and Ye Chen's minds at the same time.

"Old fox!"

If Ye Chen was sent to the hospital, with Ye Chen's food treatment, it would definitely make the Eastern City Hospital famous. Sometimes, this reputation was much better than money!

Just as Ye Chen was about to speak, the system's voice suddenly sounded, "As a distinguished chef, how can you be tempted and challenged by other occupations? You must strictly reject it!"

Ye Chen immediately straightened his expression and coughed twice. "You..." My father is a chef. He passed his culinary skills to me. I will definitely not consider other occupations!"

Uncle Fu looked at Ye Chen's expression and showed a trace of appreciation in his eyes. "One needs to specialize in one profession. Little friend Ye Chen will definitely become a great person in the future!"

Jiang Nanshan heard Ye Chen's tone and a trace of disappointment flashed across his face. He knew that there was no hope, but he still took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Ye Chen.

"This is my business card. If you need anything, just call me Little Brother Ye."

Ye Chen looked at the business card. The name on it was Jiang Nanshan, followed by a string of phone numbers.

"Damn, this person is Jiang Nanshan?!"

Ye Chen looked up. He had heard of Jiang Nanshan's reputation. He had published many medical research on him in the country and overseas. At the same time, he had treated many difficult and complicated diseases. His medical skills were brilliant.

"Thank you, Doctor Jiang. I still have some things to do in my shop."

Jiang Nanshan wanted to discuss food therapy with Ye Chen, but when he saw that Ye Chen was about to leave, he had to give up.

When Jiang Nanshan saw Ye Chen leave the ward, a strange look flashed across his eyes. "Elder Fu, who is this Little Brother Ye?"

Uncle Fu looked at Lin Waner and said, "You have to ask the young lady about this. This is a friend of the young lady."

Jiang Nanshan looked at Lin Waner. The pharmacological knowledge contained in food therapy was much more than what an ordinary doctor could grasp. He also wanted to get to know such a young man.

"Ye Chen runs a small restaurant in the east side of the city. If Uncle Jiang wants to go, just go and find him."

............

After Ye Chen left the hospital, he returned to the small restaurant. He touched the one million yuan check in his pocket, washed his face, and happily ran to the bank nearby.

"A one million yuan check is just a blank piece of paper, and it also says the name of the Lin family. I can only feel relieved when I deposit it in my own card."

Ye Chen hung up a VIP number. After all, one million yuan was not a small amount.

"Sir, we can only register a VIP number when we withdraw money or transfer a sum of one million yuan. Sir, are you sure?"

The staff at the bank counter saw Ye Chen's attire and thought that Ye Chen did not know, so he reminded him.

Ye Chen nodded and said: "I know."

At this time, a woman with heavy makeup looked at Ye Chen and sneered. "Look at the clothes you are wearing. "A stall, one million! "Who are you trying to fool? Hurry up and leave, don't block my path"

Just as Ye Chen was about to register, the woman was a step too slow. She could only follow behind Ye Chen. But according to the bank's rules and procedures, this trip would take an hour. Naturally, she was unwilling to wait.

Ye Chen's brows twitched. He turned around and looked at the woman. "Whether I have money or not doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?"

The woman sneered. "It has nothing to do with me. But you've wasted my time! " That's none of my business. "

Ye Chen was a little speechless. Why did he meet such an arrogant and despotic person the moment he stepped out of the door? Did he think that he had enough money to smash someone to death?

The woman's voice was very loud. Many people turned their heads to look at her.

"This woman is a bit too much, isn't she?"

"What do you know? This woman is the second miss of the Zhou family in the city. She is used to being arrogant."

"This little brother is going to suffer."

When many people heard that it was the Zhou family, they all looked at Ye Chen with sympathy.

The words naturally reached Ye Chen's ears. The Zhou family was also a large family with over a hundred million yuan worth of assets in the city, but compared to the Lin's Group and Qian's's Group, they were far inferior.

"Make way, make way!"

A middle-aged man in a black suit with a big belly walked over.