Chapter 270: A Patient with a Special Identity

Room 101.

Very ordinary room, near the window there is a small table, a sofa, a wooden chair.

"Sit, sit down and talk." Zheng Congrong greeted Luoyang.

Luoyang took the initiative to sit on the wooden chair and kept the sofa for Zheng Congrong.

Respect for elders is the most basic etiquette.

"Uncle Zheng, you called me over so early, did that incident have an eyebrow?" Luoyang is straight to the point.

Zheng Congrong sat on the sofa and sorted out his thoughts a little before saying, "It's indeed a little eyebrow-raising, but it's a bit tricky, so I'll talk to you first, and I can talk back to people after I understand the situation."

"Well, you say."

"The patient had cancer, which was terminal, and he had been treated in the best hospitals in Europe, but he couldn't be cured." Zheng Congrong looked at Luoyang, "I know you are a miracle doctor, but after all, it is a terminal illness, so I dare not make any guarantees, let me ask you, can you cure cancer?"

Luoyang smiled indifferently: "It can be cured."

"How sure are you?" Zheng Congrong was a little excited.

Luo Yang muttered, "Usually, no matter what the patient is, no matter what the disease is, I don't guarantee it. In the other party's case, it is already a countdown to life, do you still care if the doctor who treated him is sure of it?"

"Because the patient's identity is very special, I need you to tell me in person how sure you are." Zheng Congrong said.

At this time, Hu Bufei poured two glasses of water, one for Zheng Congrong and one for Luoyang.

Luoyang picked up the cup and took a sip of water, and asked tentatively, "Uncle Zheng, the other party's requirements are so high, I'm afraid it's not a big person, right?"

"Again, this trick doesn't work with me. You think carefully and think about it, and you are almost certain of treating terminal cancer patients, so you can tell me the truth before I can ask people about the identity of their patients." Zheng Congrong said.

"You don't know?"

"If I knew, I'd tell you on the road." After a slight pause, Zheng Congrong reminded again, "Xiao Luo, you'd better think clearly before you explain to me, this matter is not a joke."

Luo Yang smiled: "Then you have to tell me the specific situation of the patient first, what kind of cancer, whether it has spread or not, I can give you an explanation after I understand it."

"Liver cancer has spread to the kidneys and spine. The patient could not urinate and could not walk, and was already bedridden." Zheng Congrong said.

Luo Yang pondered for a moment and said, "I haven't seen the patient, so I'll make a conservative estimate here, well, if it is completely cured, seven to eighty percent sure."

"Poof!" Zheng Congrong, who was drinking water from a water cup, squirted out a mouthful of water, but fortunately he turned his head in time, otherwise he would have sprayed Luoyang's body.

Luoyang looked at Zheng Congrong a little speechlessly; Old man, what's your reaction?

Zheng Congrong wiped his mouth: "Xiao Luo, that's cancer, the best hospitals in Europe have made patients give up, you say you are seventy or eighty percent sure?" &am

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"Uncle Zheng, you have repeatedly asked me to give you an explanation, I have confessed, do you believe in my medical skills or what?" Luoyang didn't understand Zheng Congrong's brain circuit.

Zheng Congrong said: "No, it's just that cancer is medically defined as a terminal disease, and it is almost impossible for advanced patients to be cured, but you say that you are seventy or eighty percent sure, and I am a little ...... I can't believe it."

"I'm sure, you'll either believe me or I'll just say it." Luoyang said.

"Okay, I'll call now and wait for my news." Zheng Congrong got up and took his mobile phone into the bathroom.

Hu Bufei lowered his voice and said, "Brother, it's a terminal cancer, you can almost prepare for the afterlife, can you really cure it?"

Luo Yang didn't bother to explain, just nodded, and at the same time activated the super sensing state of the ancestral witch spirit body to capture the sound.

Although Zheng Congrong was in the bathroom, the sound of his speech, even the voice coming from the mobile phone, clearly came into Luoyang's ears.

"Lao Yang, I told Xiao Luo about the patient's condition, and he told me that he was seventy or eighty percent sure that he would cure the patient." Zheng Congrong got straight to the point.

The voice on the phone: "Lao Zheng, did you not make it clear, or did I hear it wrong?"

Zheng Congrong smiled: "Lao Yang, you heard it right, I didn't say it wrong, I also specially reminded Xiao Luo that it was an advanced stage of cancer, and the cancer cells had spread, but he still told me with certainty that he was seventy or eighty percent sure."

"How old are you talking about?"

"In his twenties, don't investigate, I've already checked, he is a good student with excellent character and learning from kindergarten to medical university, and he has no criminal record. However, what I can tell you is that he is a real witch, with real skills, and he is very powerful. Therefore, you can't look at what he says with normal thinking and perspective." Zheng Congrong said.

"Since you say so, then I don't have any worries, I'll send you the patient's information on WeChat, you can take a look. If there are no problems, it is better to give me an answer today, the patient cannot afford to wait."

"Okay." Zheng Congrong hung up the phone.

Luoyang's ears could pick up the sound of the phone's earpiece, but his eyes couldn't see through the information displayed on the phone.

Hu Bufei touched Luoyang.

Luo Yang glanced at him: "What are you doing?"

"You spent the night at Ye Zi's house last night, aren't you afraid that your Fusang girlfriend will know about it and blow it to you?" Hu Bufei observed Luoyang's reaction.

Luo Yang smiled: "Brother Hu, let me tell you this, don't say that I am sleeping normally, that is, I sleep with Ye Zi on a quilt, and the quilt has fallen, if Sun Shangxiang is next to me, not only will she not blow it with me, but she will also cover us with a quilt."

"You can brag about it, haha!" Hu Bufei smiled.

"You are a person who has never even been in love, you don't understand, when you fall in love, you can score eleven goals in a ball game, you will naturally understand whether I am bragging."

Hu Bufei was stimulated and confused: "Score eleven goals in a ball game, you."

What do you mean by that?"

Luoyang's eyes were full of pity.

At this time, Zheng Congrong walked out of the bathroom.

Hu Bufei immediately regained his serious expression.

Zheng Congrong sat back on the sofa: "My friend sent me the patient's information, but ......."

"But what?" Luoyang asked.

Zheng Congrong was silent for a moment before saying, "The patient is the daughter of a chief in Sabah, a princess, and is currently in Sabah."

Luoyang was surprised, and reacted a little stunned for a while. He thought it was some big man in the country, but he didn't expect it to be a princess in Sabah.

He has never been to Sabah, but he has heard the legends of Sabah.

With a piece of cloth on my head, I am the richest in the world!

"Xiao Luo, if there is no problem on your side, I will reply to my friend, the illness waits for no one, you need to leave for Sabah as soon as possible." Zheng Congrong said.

"Uncle Zheng, can I ask why she is the princess of Sabah?"

"Xiao Luo, don't say it's you, even I don't know, it's better not to inquire about some things." Zheng Congrong said.

Luoyang thought for a moment: "Okay, then I'll go to Sabah."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly moved to the window.