Chapter 137: Remember to Donate!

"Mr. Du Zhong, since Rick's illness has been cured, why hasn't he woken up yet?"

A reporter asked, looking at Du Zhong.

"He's just been cured."

Du Zhong shook his head and said, "I need to rest for a while." ”

"When will you wake up?"

The reporter asked.

"En......"

Du Zhong groaned, calculated slightly, and then opened his mouth and said, "Wait another fifteen minutes, and it's almost over." ”

In fact.

The reason why Du Zhong did not awaken Rick was to allow the other party's body to continue to heal and replenish the energy that his body lacked under the nourishment of energy.

Hearing this, the reporters nodded knowingly.

Everyone waited together.

Rick, who was on the hospital bed, was pushed to a separate ward by the nurses in the hospital.

Fifteen minutes later.

"Ah......h

Rick, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly opened his mouth and groaned.

Immediately, the eyelids rose slightly.

Woke up from a coma.

"Where is this?"

Looking around, Rick found that it was a small and small independent ward, and there was no one in the room, and it was very quiet.

"What's going on, how did I get to the ward?"

Rick muttered inexplicably.

That's when it happened.

"Bang ......"

There was a sound of footsteps, and suddenly came from outside the door.

"Someone's coming!"

Rick's heart immediately panicked.

"Last chance, this is the last chance, I have to die!"

The mind moved.

Rick didn't even think about it, he raised his fist violently, aimed at the heart and punched it hard.

"Whew."

With a punch, Rick groaned in pain.

As a result, it turned out to be useless.

If he had punched his heart with such strength before, his heart would have recurred, but he didn't have it in front of him.

"Head, head!"

As if he couldn't bear the pain of hitting his heart, Rick immediately thought that he had a very high chance of cerebral hemorrhage, so he immediately raised his fist again and slammed it on the head.

That's when it happened.

"Crunch ......"

The door was pushed open.

Rick's action of hitting his head fiercely immediately fell into the eyes of Du Zhong, who was standing in front of the door, and all the media reporters.

Seeing this, all the reporters were stunned.

What's going on?

Is Rick having a headache, or is he stupid?

Why do you just wake up and punch yourself in the head?

Could it be that Du Zhong has cured people of stupidity?

Just when all the reporters focused their eyes on Du Zhong in confusion, Du Zhong suddenly spoke.

"You don't have to, you're all cured."

Looking at Rick, Du Zhong opened his mouth and said.

"Huh?"

Rick was stunned, a look of disbelief on his face.

"Impossible."

Staring at Du Zhong deadly, Rick shook his head and opened his mouth to say, "You lie to me, my disease will never be cured well, never will." ”

"Here's the result of the inspection."

Du Zhong stepped forward speechlessly, put the fully translated examination report in his hand in front of Rick's eyes, and said, "You are completely a normal person now, and there is no problem with your body. ”

The words fell.

Rick grabbed the inspection report.

At this look, his face suddenly changed.

Sometimes happy, sometimes emotional, sometimes very complicated.

This moment.

He was completely confused.

He didn't know whether to be glad he wasn't dead or angry that he wasn't dead.

And this side.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The reporters who had already entered the ward applauded and cheered.

"Eucommia, Eucommia, Eucommia......"

The shouts of joy spread from the mouths of every reporter.

Rick is already well, and Eucommia has proven Chinese medicine, so what reason do they have not to cheer for Eucommia?

However.

Amid the cheers of the reporters, Rick's face became more complicated.

He didn't even dare to look at Du Zhong.

And this side.

Du Zhong smiled in the cheers of everyone, stepped forward, and said to Rick: "Don't forget your donation, that donation letter was signed by you in front of all journalists around the world, I thank you first on behalf of the poor people around the world." ”

With that, Du Zhong turned and left.

Hearing Du Zhong's words, Rick's face turned pale in an instant.

That's the money he's made for the rest of his life.

Just donate it?

When his life was threatened, he had completely abandoned the concept of money, and money was no different from paper in his eyes.

But now, he's better.

I was able to continue to live.

The desire for money in his heart has also revived.

That's a lot of money.

If he gave it all away, what else would he have?

Even if he wanted to, his wife and children wouldn't!

Raise your eyes.

Looking at the back of Du Zhong leaving in a dashing manner, Rick squinted his eyes and bit his lip tightly.

"Mr. Rick."

But at this moment, reporters flocked to it.

"Rick, your illness has been cured of Eucommia, will you donate all your net worth to the World Health Organization according to the agreement with Eucommia?"

A reporter came up and asked.

After all, in front of the press media.

Rick immediately wiped the complicated look on his face, replaced it with an amiable smile, and said, "Before talking about this matter, I hope to return to China as soon as possible and do a detailed examination." ”

As soon as these words came out.

The Huaxia reporters in the ward were immediately unhappy.

"Mr. Rick, what do you mean by that?"

A Chinese reporter stepped forward and said with an unhappy face: "It was you who came to our Huaxia and prayed for Eucommia to treat you, and it was you who prayed for Chinese medicine to treat you, and now your disease is cured, but you say such things, if you don't believe in Chinese medicine, what are you going to do to ask Eucommia to save you?" ”

As soon as these words came out.

The media present immediately aimed their cameras at Rick.

"I'm sorry, I have to go."

Rick also seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, and he didn't dare to answer the questions raised by the Huaxia reporter at all, so he walked down from the hospital bed directly, and left in a hurry under the leadership of the economic man.

Rick is gone.

Naturally, the media in other countries followed suit.

Subsequently, less than half an hour was passed.

The Chinese media immediately began to report on the news that Du Zhong had cured Rick.

No doubt.

As soon as these news appeared, Chinese netizens immediately boiled.

All kinds of cheers, all kinds of praise of Chinese medicine, all kinds of pride.

……

United States.

In a military base.

"Report!"

Suddenly, the information collector who had been closely following Du Zhong's treatment of Rick suddenly stood up and said with an unnatural expression, "The plan has failed. ”

"Huh?"

Sitting on the command chair, waiting for the news of Du Zhong's death, and then began to suppress Chinese medicine, Huaxia, and Du Zhong, Swift suddenly stood up, raised his eyebrows and asked with a serious face: "What did you say?" ”

"The plan failed."

The information collector stood up violently and said: "According to the latest news report, Du Zhong has completely cured Rick Abel's illness, and Huaxia has already reported on this matter in a large way. ”

"What?"

Swift's tone of voice was mentioned, and he asked incredulously, "Eucommia healed people?" ”

"Yes."

The information collector opened his mouth.

"It can't be!"

Swift's face changed, and he opened his mouth and said: "How is this possible, he has so many illnesses that he can easily kill him, how can Du Zhong completely cure him?" ”

"Falk !!"

Although he was very reluctant to believe it, the facts were in front of him, and Swift had to believe it.

Time.

All kinds of scolding and all kinds of angry voices sounded continuously in the command room.

He never thought of it.

This plan will fail.

This kind of plan, which has a 100% chance of success, will fail!

He couldn't accept this result at all!

"General."

At this time, an adjutant opened his mouth and asked, "Do you want to kill Rick Abel directly?" ”

"Assassination?"

Swift snorted coldly and opened his mouth to ask: "What age is it now, this era is not as advanced as before, all kinds of communication information are so developed now, if he dies, there will be countless conspiracy theories coming out immediately, who will carry it then?" ”

The adjutant was speechless.

"Get out of here!"

When the anger in his heart rose, but he couldn't vent it, Swift opened his mouth and burst into a shout.

The words fell.

Everyone in the command room left one after another.

In the blink of an eye, in the entire command room, only Swift was left.

"Hiss ......"

After everyone left, Swift gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.

Then, with a complicated expression, he took out his mobile phone and called the president.

"Mr. President."

The phone was answered, and Swift opened his mouth helplessly and said, "Our plan has failed. ”

"Huh?"

The president froze and asked, "Which plan?" ”

"That plan about Eucommia and Chinese medicine."

Swift opened his mouth.

"What's going on?"

The president's voice suddenly became solemn, and he opened his mouth to ask: "How could such a perfect plan fail?" ”

"It's Eucommia."

Swift smiled bitterly and said, "He cured that star named Rick Abel." ”

"What?"

The President of the United States was immediately shocked.

"When I saw him treating the plague before, I thought he only had that hand, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful, and even Rick Abel's illness could be cured."

Swift sighed.

"Du Zhong, how powerful is it?"

The President of the United States squinted his eyes, and his voice became a little cold.

……

Meanwhile.

The heads of several other powerful countries involved in this matter were also stunned by this news.

Not only the president of the United States, but everyone involved in this conspiracy was shocked and speechless by the strength shown by Du Zhong.

No one thought that Eucommia was so powerful.

Apparently.

This time the conspiracy failed, and the countries did not intend to continue to entangle, and after several heads of state deliberated, they decided to deal with the matter coldly.

The following days.

Foreign media reported on this incident, and the report did not mention that Rick's illness had been cured, but only used a small space to say that Rick Abel was recovering.

Eventually, the matter was closed internationally......