Chapter 2378: 2192: Liver Cancer

Made a fortune? It’s just a minor Russian military officer, Ye Qiu really didn’t take him seriously.

After they left the restaurant, Ye Qiu planned to go back and bathe and rest with Zhou Wenting.

Earlier, Ye Qiu had been drinking continuously, but he seemed perfectly fine, while Zhou Wenting felt her stomach churn after just two cups of white liquor. She thought red wine suited her better.

Upon returning to their accommodation.

Ye Qiu let Zhou Wenting take a bath first.

This damn weather is indeed more comfortable over in Jinling.

However, following Ye Qiu here, she could witness the scenery of Siberia.

After Zhou Wenting went to bathe, Ye Qiu sat on the outside sofa watching TV.

When Zhou Wenting finished her bath and came out, she hurriedly hugged Ye Qiu and said, "It’s so cold."

"I’ll warm you up in a bit."

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

Ye Qiu asked Zhou Wenting to go back to the room, and when he opened the door, he saw two Russians.

Two strong Russians, with tattoos visible on their necks, clearly looking like thugs.

"What’s up?"

"Doctor Ye, I want you to see my boss for treatment."

"Didn’t you come over last night?"

If it were someone else, they’d likely force Ye Qiu to go over by now.

But now they didn’t, nor did they dare.

"Doctor Ye, as long as you treat my boss, my boss agrees to a payment of one million US Dollars."

A million US Dollars is indeed quite a lot.

Ye Qiu coldly said, "Wait a moment."

After he closed the door, Zhou Wenting asked, "Ye Qiu, who was it? What do they want?"

"Those Russians again, asking me to check on some disease, not sure what it is."

"Are you going?"

"Let’s go, they said they’ll pay one million US Dollars for the medical fee."

Ye Qiu asked Zhou Wenting to stay home.

Ye Qiu put on a military coat, went out, got into an SUV diesel car, and left the Chinese community area.

The two men remained silent all the way.

After driving for a long distance.

Finally, when they stopped, Ye Qiu saw a Gothic-style mansion, occupying over a thousand square meters, and the Gothic architecture itself appeared very grand.

There were no other buildings around here.

Ye Qiu got out of the car and followed the two Russians inside.

Inside, Ye Qiu could confidently say that only very wealthy and powerful people could afford to live here.

Of course, Russia is vast with a sparse population, so compared to home, land here is cheap. But foreigners cannot purchase land, only rent it.

Thus, most of it is bought by locals or made into farms.

Entering further inside, Ye Qiu found the Gothic building to be massive, but there weren’t many people around.

"Doctor Ye, our boss is inside."

Ye Qiu followed them in.

At first, he thought their boss was infected with a plague, prompting their urgent search for him.

Unexpectedly, just as Ye Qiu reached the door to a room, a tall, blonde young woman dressed in fur stepped out.

"Miss Liliya, Doctor Ye is here," said one Russian.

Liliya, sizing up Ye Qiu, was surprised to find that this supposedly exceptional doctor was so young.

"Hurry and check on my father then," said Miss Liliya.

Miss Liliya seemed to be as tall as Ye Qiu. If she wore high heels, she might be taller.

Those long legs were very alluring.

But at this moment, she was more concerned about her father’s situation and was not paying attention to Ye Qiu’s expression.

As they led Ye Qiu into the room, he detected a very unpleasant smell of western medicine.

Clearly, the patient was staying here.

Ye Qiu looked and saw a very thin, bald man who seemed to be in his fifties or sixties.

His face appeared lifeless, his eyes devoid of spirit, as if he were nearing death.

"Doctor Ye, can you treat my father’s illness?"

"If it’s just an ordinary ailment, I doubt your father would be in such a state."

"Indeed, my father has liver cancer, now in its late stage. He recently went to Moscow for treatment, but it didn’t work, so he returned here."

Liver cancer in the late stage?

No wonder he looks like this.

Ye Qiu didn’t need to examine him, the cancer cells had already spread.

If he didn’t treat him, the patient could only wait in agony to die.

The baldness was clearly due to chemotherapy and radiation therapy.

After Ye Qiu glanced over, he said, "Miss, do you think late-stage gastric cancer can be cured?"

Liliya looked at Ye Qiu and said, "If it’s any other doctor, I doubt it. But I’ve heard your medical skills are exceptional, so I want to try."

"Is it a million US Dollar medical fee?"

"If you can cure my father, I’ll gladly pay more than a million, including myself."

Liliya said, looking at Ye Qiu.

She knew well what her father’s death would mean to her.

All of Yakov family’s assets, including her, would have to submit to another boss.

Ye Qiu glanced at Miss Liliya.

She was indeed pretty, but there was another scent masked by the perfume.

Ye Qiu decided to focus on treating the illness first.

"I can completely cure your father’s illness, but I don’t want you, just five million US Dollars. This is the same price for other wealthy clients I treat."

Five million US Dollars?

That equates to thirty to forty million Huaxia Yuan, equivalent to over three hundred million Rubles.

It is naturally very valuable.

However, a father’s life is surely more valuable than five million US Dollars.

"I agree." Miss Liliya didn’t hesitate to say.

"I need to receive the money first."

"You?"

Liliya didn’t expect this young man to be so money-minded, asking for payment before even treating her father.

"Because I don’t trust some Russians’ credibility."

Liliya had to prepare the money.

But there wasn’t that much cash at home; such a large sum needed to be prepared at the bank.

"I don’t have that much cash at home. However, I do have the property’s deed; if you don’t trust me, you can take it first."

Liliya went to fetch the deed of the Gothic building, and Ye Qiu, upon examining it, found it indeed belonged to Yakov’s estate.

However, the deed looked different from those at home.

Ye Qiu put the deed aside and asked Liliya and the two Russians to leave the room.