The woman was holding a boy who was as thin as a skeleton in her arms.
The boy looked just like skin and bones, incredibly pitiful.
Ye Chen walked over and asked, "Big sister, what illness does your child have?"
The woman wept as she spoke, "My son was diagnosed with spinal muscular atrophy at one year old. He needs a special medication from abroad, and one injection costs 700,000. We are still short by over ten thousand, and my husband is out borrowing money. If he doesn’t get the injection, my son might die."
Hearing this, Ye Chen’s gaze sharpened. Seven hundred thousand for one injection, this is outrageous.
In his past life, Ye Chen had seen a movie called "I Am Not the Medicine God," and this injection was even more extortionate than the movie portrayed.
Seven hundred thousand per injection clearly feels like robbery.
The doctor sighed, "I’m sorry, but our hospital has a rule. Without payment, the injection can’t be administered."
If it were a few hundred or even a few thousand, the doctor might pay out of his own pocket.
But this is 700,000; how could he dare give such an injection?
Ye Chen, on the side, said, "Go ahead with the injection. I’ll pay for it."
Looking at the child in the woman’s arms, Ye Chen couldn’t bear to watch him die right in front of his eyes.
Seven hundred thousand was a drop in the bucket for Ye Chen, but it could save a life.
The onlookers were all stunned.
Everyone’s eyes were on Ye Chen.
This young man, dressed in cheap Uniqlo clothes, actually offered to pay 700,000 for someone else. Is he crazy or just foolish?
The woman knelt in front of Ye Chen.
"Thank you, young man. Consider this money a loan. We will definitely repay you," the woman said, unable to control herself.
Ye Chen sighed, "Wait a moment, I’ll go pay."
At the payment counter, Ye Chen said, "I want to pay for an injection for treating muscular atrophy."
"Ye Chen, is it you?" a nurse looked at Ye Chen in surprise.
Ye Chen was stunned to see the nurse was Tang Lu.
"How are you here? Weren’t you at Kyoto Ren’ai Hospital?"
Tang Lu looked at Ye Chen and said, "I just transferred."
"You didn’t transfer here because of me, did you?" Ye Chen teased.
"Of course not, it’s just a regular job transfer."
In fact, it was far from a regular job transfer. Tang Lu had pulled quite a few strings to transfer to Modu Ren’ai Hospital.
The reason was solely for Ye Chen.
Since Ye Chen left Kyoto, Tang Lu could only think of him.
She had never been so captivated by any man, closing her eyes and all she could see was Ye Chen’s image.
Therefore, Tang Lu managed to arrange her transfer to Modu.
"Why are you buying this medicine?" Tang Lu asked, puzzled.
Ye Chen replied, "I just met a big sister who was crying while holding her child, saying they couldn’t afford this medicine. Seeing how pitiful they were, I decided to help them buy one."
Tang Lu was stunned by Ye Chen’s words.
Oh my, this young man is truly compassionate.
Tang Lu also knew that this was one of the most expensive medicines.
One injection costs 700,000; many parents would sell their last possessions to keep their child alive with this drug.
But it was just too expensive, and many families eventually couldn’t afford it and had to give up treatment.
Tang Lu’s affection for Ye Chen soared once again.
Not only is he handsome and graceful, but he’s also so kind-hearted.
Love it, love it, my journey here was not in vain.
"You’re genuinely kind-hearted. I thank you on behalf of that big sister."
Tang Lu helped Ye Chen with the prescription and even helped him get the medicine.
The boy’s mother held her child, "Xiao Gang, hold on a bit longer. The kind uncle has gone to get your medicine."
"Why hasn’t that young man returned yet?"
"Do you really believe him? 700,000 per injection, do you think he’d really buy it?"
"I think so too, that young man seems like a fraud."
"That’s outrageous, taking advantage of someone in such dire straits. It’s truly despicable."
Dr. Li said, "Big sister, don’t wait. That guy is probably scamming you."
Who would willingly take out 700,000 to save a stranger?
Upon hearing everyone’s words, the woman felt a sense of despair.
Ye Chen was her only hope.
A few days ago, her son had just learned to call her mom; she was so excited she couldn’t sleep that night.
But then the child’s illness flared up again.
"Xiao Gang, I’m sorry, it’s not that mom and dad don’t want to save you, we..."
"Sorry, big sister, the queue for the medicine was long and caused a delay," a familiar voice sounded nearby.
Oh my, the young man actually came back.
Seeing this, those who were just calling Ye Chen a fraud were silenced.
The hall fell into dead silence.
Everyone was looking at the injection in Ye Chen’s hand.
"Big sister, I’ve bought the injection, quickly give it to the child."
The woman knelt on the floor with her child in her arms.
"Young man, thank you so much, you’re the savior of our family."
"Oh my, he actually bought the medicine."
"That’s a 700,000 medicine, this young man must be really wealthy."
"There really are good people in this world; I’m moved to tears."
Many people sympathized with the boy, but they lacked the means to help.
Seeing the boy saved, the crowd was relieved.
The woman administered the injection to the boy, thanking them profusely as she left.
Dr. Li said to Ye Chen, "Mr. Ye, you really didn’t have to do this."
Ye Chen frowned, "Didn’t have to? He’s a life."
Dr. Li sighed, "Mr. Ye, I know you’re a good person, but we have many patients here. You helped them this time, but what about the next?"
Ye Chen fell silent, realizing this illness was like a money-eating machine.
How many families have multiple 700,000 to spare?
When the money runs out, the outcome is just like that woman, forced to give up.
He saved the boy this time, but what about the next flare-up?
Dr. Li continued, "Actually, it’s not that we’re heartless. Our country has already negotiated with the other side to lower the price as much as possible, but unfortunately, we don’t have the technology to produce this drug. It’s a monopoly; to get treatment, you have to buy this drug."
Ye Chen pondered and said, "I understand. To help these children, we must develop a treatment formula and break this monopoly."
Hearing Ye Chen’s words, Dr. Li suddenly laughed, "Young man, you’re still too young. The technology is in their hands; how can we break the monopoly?"
Ye Chen checked spinal muscular atrophy on his phone, and suddenly, a formula appeared in his mind.
This formula could treat the disease!
Ye Chen felt a surge of joy.
This was a traditional medicine formula; the combined effect of the few medications could not only stabilize the condition but also help the child recover.
Most importantly, these medications were common and affordable for the general public.
These children have hope!