Chapter 237 The Treatment (3)
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The bellboy stared at Ye Lang, as if wanting to say something but stopping himself. If his colleagues saw him, theyâd definitely be very pleased with themselves.
Looks like this âgenerousâ master had forgotten something. And it wasnât something he could ask for blatantly either- it was up to the customerâs discretion.
However, if he didnât say something, then he wouldnât be able to get any tips. And it wasnât going to be a small amount- probably equivalent to a yearâs salary. He couldnât let this chance slip away!!
After staring at Ye Lang for a long time, he finally made a decision. He was going to beat around the bush for itâŠ
âUh, sir, anything else?â he asked sheepishly, trying to communicate with Ye Lang through his eyes. However, Ye Lang didnât look up, focused on Little Xin.
âNothing, thank you! Iâll call for you if I need anything!â answered Ye Lang, turning around. He then turned back towards Little Xin.
âSir, are you forgetting something?â reminded the bellboy carefully, frowning.
âWhat?â Ye Lang looked up in confusion, then shook his head, âNope!â
ââŠThink harder!â The bellboy rubbed his hands together, looking at the food on the table, then at Ye Lang.
Ye Lang turned to the food on the table, then as if suddenly understanding everything, âOh, I know! You donât have to bring my breakfast up tomorrow. Iâll eat downstairs!â
What do you know? You know nothing!!
The bellboy was about to cry. All that effort for nothing! He felt like heâd probably gotten a lot more if he had served Edward!
He wasnât about to give up though. He couldnât let his efforts go down the drain. He must work harder. It didnât matter if it was shameless, or against the rules. He had to get the money.
He believed this opportunity would be unforgettable. If he missed it, he wouldâve regretted it for the rest of his life!
Based on Ye Langâs spending habits confirmed this!
Hence, the bellboy started to speak again, âSir, youâre forgetting about this!â He pointed at the coin pouch tied to his waist.
This was almost blatantly asking for money! Anyone must understand what he was hinting at!
Of course, thatâs a regular person. Others might notâŠ
ââŠâ Ye Lang regarded where he was pointing at, âOhâŠâ
His wiggled a finger as if saying âI know, I know!â
The bellboy was moved to tears. A moment later, he almost wanted to kill himselfâŠ
âYou have a problem with your hip? I can take a lookâŠâ
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Brother, are you pretending to be stupid, or are you truly stupid?
The bellboy was about to directly ask Ye Lang about the tip but soon changed his mind. Perhaps he could later say heâd âjust remembered somethingâ.
Ye Lang declared solemnly, âThereâs a problem with your kidneys, thatâs why itâs affecting your hips. If you donât do something about it soon, youâll have kidney failure. Itâs fatal!â
âAlso, even if that didnât happen, it would affect your reproductive abilities. You might not be able to have childrenâŠâ
Was it THAT severe? If someone asked, Ye Lang wouldâve said, âNo, itâs just a small matter. He just needs a little adjustment in his lifestyle.â
He was still giving diagnosis by the book though. It was true. If small matters were not fixed, they could end up becoming something very serious.
âSir, can you save me then?â asked the bellboy, panicking. He did feel like there was a problem with his body recently. After hearing what Ye Lang said, he was scared to death.
âYouâve met me, therefore youâll definitely be saved. Iâll prescribe a little medicine for you. Take them punctually for a month. Then remember to eat more vegetables, lesser meat. Jog at least 30 minutes every morning, then take a 10-minute walk. Regulate your breathingâŠâ said Ye Lang as he took a pen out and started to write on the hotelâs complimentary notepad.
Anyone could do all of this and benefit from it!
âAs long as I do this, Iâll get better?â asked the bellboy, tearfully grabbing Ye Langâs hand. He got the answer he wanted.
âYep! I promise youâll get better!â nodded Ye Lang. He only had to eat the medicine and the boy would get better. The rest was just him keeping his body healthy so he would get stronger.
âThank you, sir! If you donât mind, this is just a small payment for your troubles!!â The bellboy gave all the money he had on him to Ye Lang, emotional.
Seeing the doctor was expensive, and would definitely cost him a lot more than what he had right now.
âNo, I donât accept money. It was a small matter, no worries!â answered Ye Lang as he refused the payment.
âSir, you must accept it! Youâre basically my second parent. Without you, thereâs no me!â The bellboy was now so emotional he was bawling.
Really? Was this necessary? Ye Lang didnât understand. What did he say that scared this boy that much? It seemed like heâd just saved a dying patientâs life.
âIf you insist, Iâll accept it,â he accepted the payment. Although he was a prodigal, it didnât mean he couldnât ever accept cash.
If he didnât, then his assets wouldnât have grown as much as it did!
He was merely against taking advantage of another person, only accepting money he deserved.
Although it wasnât a severe illness, it still took effort on his side. A doctor would usually cost a lot more than this- and might not even be as good as himself. Therefore, Ye Lang felt good about accepting this payment.
Things took a peculiar turn very soonâŠ
âHmm? Why did IâŠâ It was only after this incident that the bellboy realised he didnât earn a single tip but rather paid for a diagnosis.
Then again, it wasnât a complete loss for him. It hurt his pride thoughâŠ
The only thing the bellboy could confirm was that this very generous rich man was a doctor. Although he didnât know how good of a doctor Ye Lang was, he should be decent- decent enough to cure his illness!
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