"Where are you, my dad is about to take a sedative to rest, if you don't come, you can only wait for tomorrow!"

In the psychic link, one after another urging messages kept ringing.

“Mmp！ Do you think I don't want to be fast, who wants to have security checks everywhere now, and you have to queue up when you enter the city! ”

Zhong Heng, who was impatient with Zhang Jiawei's text message bombardment, scolded angrily.

"You wait, 20 minutes at most, we're already on the inner ring, and we'll be there soon!"

To a certain extent, he is more anxious than Zhang Jiawei, for fear that Zhang Xiangqiang will drag on the road for too long, and the old thing will hang up because he can't hold it - then the capital chain will be broken.

These days, he and Zhao Cheng combined more than 1.3 million savings have been smashed in the building materials and equipment needed for the renovation of the murderous house on the Dapeng Peninsula, and the follow-up investment will be supported at most until the end of the year.

The future direction is currently all related to Zhang Yuqiang, an old immortal.

"Lao Lin, hurry up!" Final balance urges.

"Got it, but ......" Lin Yuxian showed an ugly expression that was about to cry, "Don't you treat me as Vin Diesel, okay, if you hit it later, you will be happy if you are completely stuck on the road, right......"

Suzuki sat expressionlessly in the back row, and only a slight snicker appeared on the corner of his mouth when he watched them arraise.

Thrillingly, the car arrived at the hospital at ten o'clock.

"Where are the people, lead the way."

"We're here, why don't you come down and pick up someone!"

"Here, slow down......"

……

Suzuki Xie walked in front in big strides, and the three of them trotted closely behind, which looked very funny, and also made Zhongheng feel ashamed:

He felt that he was about to become one of those traitors in the anti-Japanese drama who combed his hair parted, wore gold teeth, wore round sunglasses, put a dog skin plaster on his cheek, and fanned him in the back.

But there is no way, now I have to ask for others, and the strength of others is much more powerful than my own, in case I accidentally offend it, just the on-site strike can make Zhongheng unable to shake off the hat of a "liar" for the rest of his life.

Under the recommendation of Zhang Jiawei, Zhong Heng and others came to the special care ward where Zhang Xiangqiang was located, and saw this old man who was described as withered through the window.

Hearing the movement, Zhang Yuqiang also endured the sharp pain that would be torn every time he moved, and glanced at the expressionless Suzuki Xie Fen who was standing at the front, Zhang Jiawei who was panting against the wall in the back, and Zhong Heng and Lin Yuxian.

"Come, come, quick...... Let's go......"

Intermittently, the shriveled lips trembled, squeezing out such a sentence.

As soon as the Japanese translator saw Suzuki Jiefen, he came up and bowed first, nodded and greeted the other party whether to sit down first, whether to drink something and other questions, Zhang Yufan, Zhang Yuhong, and Zhang Yurou swept the island people who didn't look like Zhang Jiawei and dressed like a cream boy, and then looked at Zhang Jiawei "humming" and smiled, and finally his eyes stayed on Zhong Heng and Lin Yuxian.

"This friend of yours can really save my father's life?!" Zhang Yurou, a middle-aged woman, took the lead and said, "Can you show me his resume, graduation certificate, doctor's license, resume or something?" ”

"This little devil can be cured, there will be ghosts......" Zhang Yuhong muttered in a low voice, walked slowly to the end of Heng, and said, "Hou Shengzi, I don't know why my brother trusts you so much, but our money is not easy to cheat, I hope you can do it yourself, if we can cure it, we will have a lot of thanks, if it can't be cured, hehe......"

There was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth: You are not a fool, you should understand.

"This and this ......" To be honest, Zhong Heng didn't know the bottom in his heart, so he directly threw the pot to Suzuki to solve the problem, "You look for him, it's all in him." ”

In the end, it was Zhang Yufan's turn, he didn't look for the final balance, but found Suzuki to solve the score: "Excuse me, how do you plan to treat my father, what is the treatment, what medicine is needed, how many people are needed, what equipment is needed, can you tell me?" I'll find someone to take a look. ”

With a complicated face, he looked up at the tall Suzuki and motioned for the interpreter next to him to pass on his words to the other party.

"There is no need to be so troublesome, my method is very simple, I need the patient's lung test sample, determine the condition adjustment parameters, and then inject this tube of nano injection." Suzuki opened the briefcase, took out an arm-thick syringe from it, and said, "This is the latest product of our research institute, which contains hundreds of millions of nano ions that can kill cancer cells, which are harmless to the human body, and there have been several successful precedents, please rest assured." ”

A piece of information was taken out of the briefcase and distributed, printed with a photo of Suzuki Jiefen and patients of different skin colors from all over the world, under the group photo was written a line of description of the condition and a comparative analysis chart of medical data before and after the cure, at first glance it looked quite decent, but this long English, especially the professional terms mixed in it, were equivalent to the three people who came around.

Of course, the report is not true, but Suzuki has made up a reasonable reason to hide his superpowers, but the case has indeed happened, and the cure is also true, and it is covered with the seals of various professional institutions made by the master of fraud in the scales, which sets everything off seamlessly.

First, the report was taken down and read by the experts on standby, and several of them became a little skeptical.

"Is the technology really advanced to this extent?!"

"Could it be a fake?"

"Even if it's true, is this thing safe, and is the success rate 100%?"

"What if this fails......"

"Try it, didn't you promise it a long time ago, that's what my dad meant, no matter how bad the situation is, how bad can it be......"

……

After chattering and discussing, the three of them asked again through the interpreter, "We agreed to try your method, but there is still a question, this medicine should be expensive, right?" Why would you like to help us for free? ”

"It's simple, because it tried to go public, but it failed." Suzuki Jiefen offered the guise that the final balance asked him to prepare: "We belong to a secret scientific research organization, and the research of this new drug to defeat cancer is for the benefit of mankind, but after all, this is something that offends people, hindering the interests of many groups, plus the previous generation of drugs have certain defects, so they failed to pass the certification and failed to go on the market under their obstruction." ”

Suzuki Jiefen: "For a new round of listing, we have developed an improved version without defects, which is this one, and at the same time learned the lessons of the last time, first help some patients to treat for free, make a number of successful clinical cases, and use the integrated facts to mobilize public opinion, so that the purpose of listing can be achieved." ”

"The fathers of several are among the lucky ones who are lucky enough to receive our free help."

"Can we have someone test it, then?"

"I'm sorry, no, the nano injection is vacuum-encapsulated, and once it is opened, it will be destroyed, and besides, this is confidential."

……

This is not only for prevarication, but also for the laying of a business plan: successfully cured, maybe the Zhang family will give him 18 million thanks to him, but it is far from enough to obtain long-term investment - after all, the foundation of the final balance is insufficient, how much capital can be injected into those two products alone? However, if there is an elusive secret organization behind it, and it is not true or false behind it, and then it is said that it can give them black technology, then these two things are just the first products of this sector that they have mastered, and there are countless such things waiting to be developed behind them, but they are in urgent need of capital injection......

Actually, this is not wrong, the final balance is really a member of the secret organization of the balance - well, although it doesn't matter if there is one, the kind at the bottom.

After the introduction, there were only some miscellaneous procedural matters to be dealt with: the director of the hospital, with a few old experts in white coats, at least over sixty years old, with gray hair and gold-rimmed eyes, hurriedly walked over and handed a letter of exemption to Zhang Yufan and several others.

"Although I know that Ling Zun's condition has no chance of getting better, but ......" the dean handed the signature pen to Zhang Yufan's hand with a grim face, "With our current conditions, we can at least last the old man for ten days, but these charlatans ......"

He leaned into Zhang Yufan's ear, was stunned, and stopped talking: "You guys can do it yourself." ”

The waiver agreement had been signed, and all eyes were on Suzuki to get out, but the guy was unhurried, walking into the room as if he were taking a leisurely stroll, occasionally whistling and pretending to be in the pile of test samples he was about to come to the table.

Several old experts, out of curiosity, looked at this Japanese man with disdain, who was not even very standard in his operation, and waited to see him make a fool of himself with a shameful smile on the corner of his mouth; Zhang Yufan, Zhang Yuhong, Zhang Yurou, and Zhang Jiawei stared at him intently; Lin Yuxian and the translator were playing with their phones idly.

The most nervous person at the scene was not them, nor Suzuki Jiefen who was inside, but the final balance - looking at Suzuki Jiefen's indifferent look, he became more and more uneasy, his heart almost raised to his throat, and he muttered silently:

Taijun, you can take it easy...... cnm, you killed him, I have to kill you......

After getting ready, Suzuki Xie picked up the syringe and slowly walked to the dying wood, and his sunken eye sockets were still full of the unyielding gaze that he had brought from his youth to the present and worked hard in the mall.

He bowed slightly:

"Are you ready?"