Doctor: Picking Up Attributes in the Hospital-Chapter 517 - 408: First Consultation as an Advisor (Part 2)
The departure of a millionaire naturally draws widespread attention; the public’s primary concern is how his assets will be distributed.
First of all, this eccentric old man remained unmarried all his life, had no children, his parents died early, he had no siblings—in short, he was a solitary individual, so no one is legally entitled to inherit his substantial wealth.
Therefore, this freewheeling, extremely odd, and even perversely humorous old man left behind a will that seems designed to create chaos.
The contents of this will are bizarre to the extreme.
[Miller wants to give all his remaining assets to the woman in Toronto who has the most children over the next decade. If there is a tie in the number of children, the prize will be equally divided!]
When Miller passed away, it was the midst of Canada’s great economic depression, so this instruction, which seemed just like a joke, became the last straw for millions of impoverished families.
Countless unemployed, impoverished, and despairing couples began engaging fervently in the "grand business" of having children!
This way, unexpectedly fast, a national childbirth competition began.
However, this childbirth competition was not a jesting matter; it was even brutally harsh, as this will challenged the health of Toronto’s women and pushed human reproductive limits.
So, how were these participants supposed to have the most children in ten years?
The answer is simple: give birth desperately. This is literally desperate.
Calculating a ten-month pregnancy cycle, if there are no breaks between conceiving and giving birth, within ten years you could have about 13 children.
But the human body is not a machine; giving birth takes a toll on a woman’s body.
Thus, countless destitute families began this giant endeavor to win the absurd competition.
It practically became a model of the poorer they were, the more children they had, and the more children they had, the poorer they became.
Countless impoverished families paid a cruel price for this competition.
It’s easy to imagine that families already struggling on the poverty line, having seven or eight children, would be living a hellish life.
"It seems Supervisor Jin, you know a lot of things then."
Zhao Heng looked at Jin Dong with some amusement as he spoke. From the start, when Jin Dong approached Zhao Heng to sign an agreement, Jin Dong was always polite and courteous, without any flaw in terms of manners.
But to be a supervisor at Huaxia Life Insurance’s high-end medical department, he couldn’t only be what Zhao Heng saw.
"In our line of work, whether actively or passively, you must know many things."
Jin Dong smiled slightly, responding very tactfully.
Zhao Heng and Jin Dong chatted over coffee, and time passed quickly.
It has to be said, Jin Dong was one of the best conversationalists Zhao Heng had ever met, and much of what he said was substantial, with impressive insights and vision on various aspects.
Indeed, those who reach high positions are never simple.
An hour later.
Jin Dong brought Wang Lei, Tian Junjun, and a little girl to Zhao Heng’s office.
Generally, consultations take place in the clinic, but Wang Lei had privacy requirements, so it could only be done in Zhao Heng’s office.
As they entered, Zhao Heng saw Wang Lei dressed casually, yet exuding an undeniable big boss aura, Tian Junjun wearing a suit with impressive figure and demeanor, and the timid little girl following behind.
To Zhao Heng’s surprise, this family of three, without any assistants or bodyguards, only wore masks, probably to avoid drawing attention.
"Chairman Wang, this is Director Zhao."
Jin Dong carefully introduced Zhao Heng to Wang Lei.
"Hello, Dr. Zhao."
Wang Lei nodded calmly and extended a greeting hand.
"Hello."
Zhao Heng returned the greeting.
While observing Wang Lei, Wang Lei was also observing Zhao Heng.
Before coming, Wang Lei naturally investigated Zhao Heng through his own channels, as is expected, since at his level of wealth, he has to be very cautious about anything concerning his family.
After investigating, Wang Lei discovered that there actually was such an outstanding young expert domestically.
This reignited a sliver of hope in his initially utterly despairing heart.
What if, just what if Nannan could be cured?
With this thought and hope, Wang Lei came.
Soon, Wang Lei’s family sat on the sofa, Jin Dong gently closed the door, and then sat aside.
"Before, I only understood the general situation. Can you explain the specifics?"
Sitting down, Zhao Heng didn’t engage in small talk or courtesies; he directly asked Wang Lei.
Zhao Heng’s straightforward attitude brightened Wang Lei’s eyes. At their level of wealth, they generally preferred directness in matters rather than niceties.
"Director Zhao, let me explain."
Wang Lei glanced at Tian Junjun, who took over speaking.
As the child’s mother, Tian Junjun was certainly more familiar with the girl’s condition, since Wang Lei was quite busy and didn’t have much time to spend with his daughter.
"Could the child speak for herself?"
Zhao Heng asked.
"She used to say things, but now after seeing too many doctors, she doesn’t speak anymore."
Tian Junjun looked at her timid, silent daughter and sighed.
Thinking this was normal, standing from the child’s perspective, she surely felt that what she saw was real, but adults didn’t think so.
After frequent queries, the child would certainly become reluctant to speak.
"Okay, you go ahead and explain the situation."
Zhao Heng nodded, predicting the child’s reaction since Wang Lei and his wife had already taken the child to numerous psychiatry, psychology, and even neurology experts.
Having been asked so many times, being distrusted so many times, the child surely had developed slight autism.
"It’s like this, Director Zhao, three months ago, one morning, Nannan suddenly told me she was Princess Alice. I didn’t pay it much attention at first since we had just watched an animated movie."
"But afterward, the child kept saying it, and I asked Nannan. She said she saw people and things around her were alternately big and small. I got worried and took her to start seeing doctors."
Tian Junjun spoke with a hint of panic and unease about what she knew.
"Besides seeing things around her change size, are there any other symptoms?"
Zhao Heng pondered for a moment and continued questioning.
"Sometimes Nannan would alternate between feeling cold and hot, which we’ve also had examined but were told there was no problem."
Tian Junjun thought for a moment and said.
"Alternating hot and cold?"
This was new information, and Zhao Heng’s intuition felt that this "alternating hot and cold" information should be significant.
Generally, feeling alternately hot and cold, experiencing cold and hot alternately, is common in colds and malaria.
Firstly, it could be a cold which, due to unpredictable temperature changes and failing to add or remove appropriate clothing, easily leads to colds, particularly influenza, which can stimulate the human body’s temperature regulation center causing malfunction and make the body feel alternately hot and cold. Besides this symptom, it may also accompany dry throat pain, runny nose, cough, sneezing, nasal congestion, and cold sweat.
Secondly is malaria, linked to viral infection, can exhibit periodic fever characteristics. In its early stages, there can be marked chills, shivering, cyanotic lips, etc. Normally, shivering lasts from 10 minutes to about two hours, followed by persistent high fever, with temperatures reaching as high as 40℃, coupled with dry skin, restlessness, etc. After high fever persists for 2-6 hours, it will repeat indirect chills and fever episodes.
But looking at the girl’s condition, she doesn’t fit either scenario.
Could it be some sort of new parasitic infection?
Zhao Heng couldn’t help but wonder.
