“…… Mr. Nas, the report given by our pathology department is the most detailed report that Wen Lao can extract now, and now Wen Lao's physical condition cannot be operated on, and even ordinary anesthesia puncture has a certain degree of danger, so I can't take out the sample closest to the esophageal tumor......"

An old voice explained, he was the director of the central hospital, and this sentence was to explain the pathology department of his own hospital, and then said.

"As for the transfer and filming treatment you mentioned, it depends on the patient's family, and our hospital can't do it...... However, Mr. Nas has just arrived in our country, and our hospital would like to invite Mr. Nas to do a small consultation, which happens to focus on Mr. Wen's body...... On the one hand, it is for the sake of Wen Lao's illness, and on the other hand, it is also good for these reserve talents in our hospital to learn more advanced foreign medical concepts......" The dean raised his hand and pointed to a group of people cheering outside the door.

At the mention of family members, Wen Feng stood beside Old Man Wen and asked in a low voice, "Dad, what do you think about the transfer to the hospital?" ”

Old man Wen was a human spirit, Fang Chen's guess was not bad at all, and after Nas Translator said those words, he probably understood what Nas's intentions were.

If it was before, he hadn't touched Fang Chen, and he hadn't felt the effect of the treatment in the past two days, he might not have taken care of it too much, the so-called rush to the doctor, even if he was used, it was better than waiting to die, right?

But now it's different, although Fang Chen's treatment effect is a little slow in the past few days, Old Man Ke Wen feels more and more comfortable day by day, whether it is psychological or not, he at least really begins to believe in Fang Chen.

He also considered that if he had time to talk to his youngest daughter, let her prepare 500,000 yuan, no matter whether Fang Chenzhi could cure himself well or not, this money was promised.

Therefore, now Nas wants to use him, and it depends on whether Wen Lao is willing or not.

"Dad, what do you think?"

"I don't want to see it." Old man Wen shook his head, and then squinted at Nas and his translator: "I have a headache when I look at a foreigner, and you still treat me?" I have been in the country all my life, watching the city change with each passing day, watching the motherland prosper day by day, watching the generation to grow strongly, this place is my hometown, even if it is dead...... I will also die in this land, what is it to go abroad? Well? ”

“…… What Mr. Nas, right? You should know that our country has a tradition of returning to the roots, so I can't agree to your request...... As long as you can assure me that I went to your hospital and you can cure me 100% of the esophageal cancer, I will agree to your request. ”

Soon, under the explanation of the interpreter, Mr. Nas's old face was swollen and red, he was in his fifties, he was an experienced clinician, and in this world, even a cold could not be 100% cured, let alone esophageal cancer, a global serious disease.

The 'cure' that Mr. Nass understands here means that the cold will not recur, and although the cold is easy to treat, who dares to say that it will not recur? Someone who only gets a cold once in their life?

"Mr. Wen." Just when Nas was not feeling good, one of Wen Feng's assistants walked up to her and whispered, "Just now, a doctor outside told me that your brother was waiting at the door." ”

"My brother?" Wen Feng was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to look at the high-spirited old man Wen, his illegitimate son?

Thinking for a moment, Wen Feng frowned and asked the assistant: "How can I have any younger brother?" Others don't know the way, and you don't know the way? ”

The female assistant smiled bitterly: "That's what I said, but the little doctor told me that he called Uncle Wen." ”

"And this? Call me Uncle Dad? But how can my dad have a younger brother? Where did I get my brother? ”

"I really don't know what to say about this, or Mr. Wen, you can go and take a look?"

"Dad, I'll go out first, and you can discuss it first." After bowing his head and explaining, Wen Feng walked out with the female assistant.

She can not see this so-called younger brother at all, but now there are so many people in the ward, in case something disgraceful happens, even if someone is found to be making trouble afterwards, but the old man's heart is not good, and if he is angry, who will reason with this matter?

So Wen Feng had to be disposed of.

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Fang Chen sat on the resting chair in the corridor of the corridor, bored, holding the ability data book he had recorded in the past few days, and carefully flipping through it, trying to discover some new hidden functions from it.

At this moment, the sound of a high-heeled shoe approaching, he thought it was passing by, so he didn't raise his head.

However, when the sound of the high heels came to him, he actually stopped, lowered his head and held the notebook, Fang Chen looked from the edge of the notebook and saw a pair of beautiful legs wearing ultra-thin**, straight and toned......

Looking up, a woman of twenty-five or sixteen years old, with doubts and a hint of frost on her face, was followed by a woman who was also in her early twenties.

"What's your name?"

Wen Feng and Fang Chen glanced at each other, she thought that the person who came was deliberately making trouble, but she didn't expect that after meeting, she found that the age of the person who came actually looked less than twenty, and all the way just now, the boy had been staring at the notebook, as if he was studying seriously.

Her mind has changed a little, could it be that he really knows his father?

That's why he asked Fang Chen's name.

It's just that Fang Chen was asked inexplicably, why did a white-collar beauty wearing an OL outfit suddenly run out and ask his name?

"We ...... Do you know? I don't know what to do, Fang Chen asked politely.

"I want to ask this too, do we know each other?" The white-collar beauty did not answer the rhetorical question.

"Yo!" Fang Chen grinned a little strangely, looked around for a moment, and then muttered, "There are still neurology patients living in this high-level cadre ward?" ”

"What did you say?"

The white-collar beauty didn't speak, but the woman next to her, who seemed to be an assistant, couldn't hold back, and raised her hand to point at Fang Chen.

"Two patients?" Fang Chen glanced at the female assistant.

"You...... Let me tell you boy, this is our President Wen, the president of Qingfeng Group. ”

"I'm still very sick." Fang Chen pursed his lips and stood up: "Okay, I don't know what you're looking for me, but I don't want to continue to make such boring jokes with you, I'll leave if there's nothing to do, bye." ”

"Wait." As soon as Wen Feng raised his hand, his arm blocked in front of Fang Chen, and a wisp of Chanel's scent went straight into Fang Chen's nose.

"My name is Wen Feng, the old man Wen you mentioned to the doctor just now is my father, I heard the doctor just now say that you are pretending to be his eldest nephew, and you are also indirectly pretending to be my younger brother, is there such a thing?"

"......" Fang Chen suddenly shrank a step, and looked Wen Feng up and down again, it turned out that this was the little daughter that Old Man Wen often said? Is it his own indirect God of Wealth?

"It turned out to be you, I heard Old Man Wen...... The first time you told me, I didn't expect you to be so young? ”

Old man Wen is sixty-seven, and his daughter is only about twenty-five, no wonder he keeps adding a 'small' word in front of his daughter.