PDLP Chapter 2207 Unreasonable trouble
Chapter 2207 Unreasonable trouble
Song Ping nodded, looking at the man in front of him, and understood a bit of what was going on.
He softened his tone and patiently explained, "Li Sanlang, don't worry, we would never harm your wife."
This is the mild case ward, which admits patients who are still conscious and have mild symptoms.
The intensive care unit in the west wing houses all patients who are in a coma or critical condition. The princess personally oversees their treatment, and the medicines and care are of the highest quality.
Your wife's sudden collapse is clearly an acute medical emergency. The most important thing right now is to get her there as soon as possible so the Princess can examine her. Any delay could be life-threatening. We are doing this for her own good.
"For her own good?" Li Sanlang was unconvinced, his suspicion growing even stronger. "I think you have ulterior motives!"
"Maybe they're planning to take her away and do something shady. My wife is pretty; are you trying to take advantage of her?"
This statement was so absurd that a collective gasp immediately filled the air around them.
Several patients' family members couldn't help but frown, clearly feeling that these words were inappropriate.
A clerk from the Qian family's pharmacy happened to be passing by delivering medicine. Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but mutter, "Brother, what kind of status does the princess have? The doctors are all genuinely trying to save lives, how could they do such a thing? What you're saying is going too far."
The gentleness on Song Ping's face faded, and his expression turned serious.
He stared at Li Sanlang, his tone cold but still clear: "Li Sanlang, we opened our house to take in patients, invited famous doctors to treat them, and provided medicine, decoctions, and beds free of charge. We didn't charge you a penny from beginning to end, and even sent people to take care of you. Not only did you not say a word of thanks, but you also slandered us with malicious intent."
With so many patients and their families watching, and everyone having witnessed the actions of the Princess and the doctors, how could they single out your wife for infidelity?
He paused, glanced at the people around him who were showing their approval, and continued, "We save people out of our own conscience, and we don't force anyone to stay."
If you don't trust us and think there's something wrong with us, you're welcome to leave with your wife; no one will stop you.
However, please watch your words and refrain from spreading rumors, causing trouble, disrupting order, or interfering with the treatment of other patients.
After saying that, Song Ping stopped looking at Li Sanlang, turned to the two constables, and said decisively, "Put him down."
The constables did as instructed, carefully placing the stretcher on the ground and gently untying a corner of the thin blanket to reveal the woman's still unconscious face.
The surrounding chatter gradually subsided, and everyone looked at Li Sanlang with disapproval in their eyes. Some even whispered accusations that he was ungrateful.
Li Sanlang was speechless after Song Ping's words. His face turned red and white in turns. He looked at the unconscious woman on the ground and then at the gazes of the people around him. His lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.
Song Ping ignored him and turned to walk towards the west courtyard without any hesitation.
Song Ping had only taken two steps when he heard hurried footsteps behind him. Li Sanlang practically pounced on him, stretching out his arm to block him, his face full of panic yet feigning fierceness.
"You can't leave!" His voice was strained, his eyes wide. "My wife is still unconscious here. You're just going to let her go? Isn't that abandoning her to her death?"
Looking at Li Sanlang's flushed face, Song Ping smiled faintly, revealing a hint of impatience.
"Li Sanlang, I have already made myself perfectly clear. Either you trust us and send her to the west wing for treatment;"
Either you take her away, no one will stop you.
How come it's become that we're the ones who refused to help someone in distress when it comes to you?
"I don't care!" Li Sanlang retorted, squatting down on the ground and slapping his thighs with both hands. His voice suddenly rose, drawing even more attention. "You're just bullying people!"
They saw that we were dressed plainly and didn't look like we were rich or powerful, so they just gave us a perfunctory welcome!
My wife came to us seeking medical help in perfect health, and now she's unconscious, and you don't even want to care? What kind of logic is that?
As he shouted, he secretly glanced at the people around him out of the corner of his eye, seemingly trying to put pressure on Song Ping by using everyone's gaze.
The surrounding patients and their families were already anxious because of their loved ones' illness, and his outburst caused an uproar.
“That’s going too far,” a middle-aged man in the crowd said with a frown. His elderly mother, who was coughing incessantly, was lying next to him. “My mother was brought here this afternoon, and the doctor has been treating her without stopping. The medicine has been delivered on time and without charging a penny. How can that be considered perfunctory?”
“That’s right,” a woman dressed in coarse cloth clothes chimed in, holding the medicine she had just received. “The princess and the doctors didn’t sleep a wink all night, we saw that.”
Your wife is in a coma, and they want to send her to the intensive care unit for proper treatment, but you're stopping them. Who's being unreasonable here?
Just then, a clerk from the Qian family's pharmacy happened to be passing by with a bowl of medicine. Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but say, "Our manager has sent over several cartloads of medicinal herbs, all of them top-quality. The princess personally prepares the medicine, so how could she possibly ignore you just because you're poor? You're turning black into white!"
The murmurs of the crowd surged forth like a tide. Li Sanlang's face flushed red and then paled, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes, yet he still refused to give in.
He suddenly stood up, pointed at Song Ping's nose, and shouted, "You're all in cahoots! Of course you'll side with them! If anything happens to my wife, I'll make you pay!"
He became agitated and raised his hand to shove Song Ping.
Song Ping was prepared. He dodged to the side and then firmly grabbed Song Ping's wrist, rendering him unable to move.
"Let me go!" Li Sanlang struggled a few times but couldn't break free, and his face became even more agitated.
Song Ping's eyes darkened, and his tone lost all its previous gentleness, replaced by a cold firmness: "I'll ask you one last time, do you really want to get your wife medical treatment?"
Li Sanlang was intimidated by the coldness in his eyes, and his struggling movements slowed down, but he still stubbornly said, "Of course I want to! But you..."
“If you want to see a doctor, then obediently follow the arrangements.” Song Ping interrupted him, “The west wing has the best medicines and the best doctors, with the Princess herself in charge.”
If you continue to argue and delay treatment, you will bear the consequences.
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Li Sanlang's tense face, and added, "If you don't want to see it, take your wife and leave now. No one is forcing you."
But if you continue to spread rumors, cause trouble, disrupt order, and interfere with the treatment of other patients, I will have no choice but to follow the rules of Youcheng and send you to see the authorities.
The words "meet with the official" struck Li Sanlang like a stone.
The fierceness on his face vanished almost instantly, and his eyes flickered, revealing a hint of fear.
He only wanted to stop the woman from being carried away, but he didn't expect Song Ping to be so tough, and no one around him was on his side. If things really escalated to the authorities, he had no confidence at all.