Chapter 1366 - 856: High-Level Amputation Caused by Ulcer

Jin Zan's face was burning so much it actually hurt!

This is what you meant by a red envelope that can live up to Du Heng's expert status?

50 yuan?

Director-level treatment?

I... I...

Just as Jin Zan's mind went blank, Wu Shengnan suddenly shifted her gaze and said to Jin Zan, "Old Jin, you're good brothers with my husband. Do you think he should accept this money?"

Absolutely not!

Jin Zan was too embarrassed to answer, so he could only force a bizarre expression that was neither a cry nor a smile on his stiff face, and then rushed out the door.

He really didn't know how to face Wu Shengnan's smiling face directed at him.

Nor did he know if Shi Jin understood or not, given how he kept politely declining Wu Shengnan's offer.

It wasn't until he saw the flustered Jin Zan make a run for it that Shi Jin was a bit dumbfounded.

Wu Shengnan gave a light laugh, once again pushing the red envelope towards Shi Jin, and casually said, "Let's just leave it at that, Dr. Shi. Don't make my husband and Old Jin uncomfortable."

As she spoke, it was unclear whether Wu Shengnan was pushing the red envelope or Shi Jin himself, but by the time she finished speaking, Shi Jin found himself just outside the door.

While he wanted to resist further, Wu Shengnan's smiling face was already hidden behind the heavy anti-theft door.

After all his polite declines, Shi Jin's neck was sore and his fingers numb, and now even his brain felt a bit foggy.

What the heck is happening?

But he couldn't afford to think too much about it. Seeing the corridor now Jin Zan-less, he quickly took the elevator to catch up.

After a quick sprint, just as Jin Zan was about to get into his car, Shi Jin caught up, "Old Jin, slow down. My neck hurts like crazy, I can't run fast."

Jin Zan's face was still burning, even his ears felt hot, especially his earlobes, which seemed to want to wiggle from the heat.

Upon hearing Shi Jin's voice, he didn't feel anger but a genuine sense of embarrassment, a shame so deep that he couldn't face Shi Jin.

He didn't turn his head, didn't stop, didn't speak; he simply walked to the car, ready to drive away.

He really wanted to leave, to quickly distance himself from this place, from this person.

But Shi Jin took two quick steps, reached out, and grabbed Jin Zan, looking at him with an awkward expression, "What's wrong with you? Why are you walking so fast?"

Jin Zan stumbled a bit as Shi Jin pulled him, forcing him to face Shi Jin once more.

Looking at his slightly distorted, somewhat innocent face from the pain, Jin Zan's heart suddenly felt like a dead pond, without the slightest ripple.

He didn't feel anger, nor did he feel the sympathy he felt this morning. He was genuinely calm.

"Say something, come on. What's going on?" Shi Jin maintained his earlier expression, trying to pry open Jin Zan's inner thoughts with his questions.

Jin Zan pursed his lips, scrutinized Shi Jin from all angles, and then casually asked, "Can you explain why you gave a 50 yuan red envelope?"

"I'm just trying to thank Doctor Du," Shi Jin said earnestly. "I know about the relationship between Doctor Du and you, and if it weren't in the name of the child, he wouldn't accept it.

Is there any problem with that?"

Jin Zan immediately opened his mouth to refute but, after opening his mouth, lost the will to argue, lightly shook his head, and said, "No problem, it's fine.

Get in the car, I'll drive you back."

He's truly a bit disheartened by this person now.

Shi Jin shot a glance at Jin Zan, his eyes flickering as he opened the passenger-side door.

After getting in, Shi Jin tilted his head slightly and asked, "Old Jin, does Doctor Du think I gave too little? Is that what you think too?"

Jin Zan kept his head down and drove, reluctant to speak, just wanting to drop the person off immediately.

But hearing Shi Jin's words, he couldn't hold it in anymore. After a sarcastic chuckle, he said, "Then let me be blunt.

Today's issue isn't about how much money you gave; it's about the way you gave it and the timing being inappropriate."

Shi Jin's eyes flickered. "What do you mean?"

Jin Zan glanced back at Shi Jin, then softly said, "If you'd given the child a red envelope when you first came in, whether it's 50 or 100, it's all a token of your care, and nobody would find it too much or too little.

Even if you gave ten yuan, it's still a well-meaning gesture."

Shi Jin quickly interjected, "That was exactly my intention."

A faint smile appeared on Jin Zan's face, ready to pierce this façade.

"Really? Is that genuinely what you were thinking?" Jin Zan's words carried a slightly sarcastic tone, but he continued, "Then why didn't you give it right at the beginning, but waited until Old Du finished the diagnosis to offer it?"

"I... I just forgot when I first went in."

Jin Zan laughed coldly again, "Do you really want me to expose you?

You gave the red envelope at the last moment, wasn't it to see if Du Heng had a solution before deciding to act?

After Old Du made the diagnosis and provided a treatment plan, only then did you take out the red envelope.

If Old Du hadn't given a treatment plan at that time, would you still have given this red envelope?"

"I..."

"Don't say it, you wouldn't have."

Not waiting for Shi Jin to argue again, Jin Zan spoke up to cut him off.

Exposed for what he was truly thinking, Shi Jin's face instantly turned beet-red, like a monkey's butt.