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Chapter 38

Guan Yingyu

Shortly after Tao Le left, Uncle Huang hurried back to Cheng Yue's bedroom.

Cheng Yue had already taken food and medicine, and reluctantly continued to use a ventilator after repeated requests from the expert team.

Until now, he feels in good spirits and his breathing is smooth. By the way, why is the effect of that injection so good for the sister he just recognized?

"Young Master, I have found out everything. Miss Tao Le just now." Uncle Huang only said one sentence before being interrupted by Cheng Yue.

"I told you, I'll call you Miss instead."

"Okay, young master. The person who came to pick up the young lady at the gate of the villa is Fu Yujing. He came over half a month ago to ask to see you, but you refused."

"The successor of Hongchang Group? What is his relationship with Lele?" Cheng Yue asked doubtfully.

"I just happened to find out about this. The lady who saved Mr. Hongchang Fu on the plane a few days ago was Miss Huang," Uncle Huang replied.

"Fu Kun? Didn't he have a cerebral hemorrhage and be rescued by doctors from the first hospital? Was Lele also present at that time?"

"Not many people know about this matter. There are rumors outside that it was Director Zhao from the first hospital who did it, but in fact it was the young lady who really saved the life."

"Oh? Tell me." Cheng became more and more interested. He thought that Tao Le's injection just now had indeed unimaginable miraculous effects.

"I heard that Fu Kun was bleeding heavily at that time and had fallen into a deep coma. It was difficult to revive him even in the hospital, let alone on the plane."

"But the lady gave him a set of acupuncture on the spot. Master, guess what, this man woke up! Not only did he wake up, his eyes and mouth were not slanted!" Uncle Huang told the story vividly, as if he had seen it in person.

"This kid Lele is really surprising!" For some reason, Cheng Yue immediately felt comfortable when he heard someone praise Tao Le.

"Who says it's not the case?" Uncle Huang also answered with a smile: "I also heard that after Fu Kun was hospitalized, he made trouble every day and refused to let the people in the first hospital treat him, so he asked the lady. There was no way, Fu Yujing was stubborn

Mao, he finally begged the young lady to take action. No, today he came to pick up the young lady, just to go to the first hospital to treat Fu Kun."

"I have personally experienced Lele's acupuncture today. It is indeed magical." Cheng Yue nodded. His sister is naturally extraordinary.

"Master, tell me, is there any possibility that what the lady said today is true?" Lao Huang hesitated for a while and finally asked.

"Why don't I want to believe her? But... forget it, my problem is different from Fu Kun's." Cheng Yue closed his eyes.

In his youth, no one is willing to go to the end willingly. But if he is not completely sure, he does not want Tao Le to flow in.

It was easy for him to nod and accept all consequences. But in fact, if he had the slightest accident, Tao Le would become the target of public criticism.

His parents and family would most likely transfer their resentment to her, making them unable to feel at ease even if he left.

Let's just leave it like this, maybe this is his fate.

Lao Huang quietly exited the room. His wife had already ordered him to truthfully report the situation of the blind date to her.

So, is there no problem if he also tells her what Miss Lele said?

From the time the young master was injured until now, she is the first person who dares to stand up and say that she can completely cure the young master.

Uncle Huang understands Madam, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, no matter how unreliable it is, she is willing to believe it.

No one can be truly calm and rational in the face of life and death, even if they seek medical treatment in a hurry.

But it would be great if everything the lady said was true.

Lao Huang's judgment about Cheng's mother, Ms. He, was correct.

In this life, He Qingqian had wealth and connections at his fingertips, but he only had this one son.

Now the son who once made him extremely proud could only lie there every day, unable to do anything but think and talk.

Even so, he will still survive in this world after all, and is still her greatest comfort and sustenance.

But this world is so cruel, even such a son cannot stay with her for long.

They told themselves that in three years at most, she would lose him. Losing her bones of her bones, her flesh of her flesh, and her blood of her blood would bring her soul underground with her.

During this month, she had been looking forward to a miracle every day and every night.

She was fed up with the calmness of those doctors, experts and scholars, and no longer wanted to hear cold answers like sorry or sorry. She just hoped that someone could give her a glimmer of hope, even if it was false.

Within an hour after putting down the phone, Ms. He, who was at the top medical research institution in country R, ​​had already boarded a private plane back to China.

She couldn't wait to meet Miss Tao, who had saved Fu Kun's life.

As a mother who blindly wants to grasp something, she doesn't care about the age or qualifications of the doctor at all.

What she cares about is that this Miss Tao is the only person willing to give her hope.

In this cold and dark desert, she is the only light, with indescribable brightness.

No matter how weak or erratic the light is, Ms. He will still rush towards it without hesitation, like a moth towards the flame.

When Chen Wen saw Fu Zihan again, he almost didn't recognize him.

The man in front of me, with a swollen face, deep-set dark circles under his eyes, and an indescribable haggard appearance, is he really that charming Young Master Fu?

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you promise me to control myself last time?" Chen Wen scolded.

"I'm sick, and I'm seriously ill." Fu Zihan said weakly, and then suddenly became furious: "Why are you stepping back? What kind of disease do you think I have?!"

Chen Wen calmly took two steps back and laughed twice.

"I seemed to have slept last night, but I seemed not to have slept at the same time. Why are you laughing? It's not what you thought... I had a nightmare all night long!"

"It's just a dream, no need to make such a fuss, right?" Chen Wen asked doubtfully.

"But the nightmare I had is not an ordinary nightmare." Fu Zihan's face turned pale:

"As soon as I closed my eyes, a monster with a sharp mouth and long teeth appeared in front of me! I wanted to turn around and run away, but I couldn't move at all. It opened its big mouth and bit me, and then the most terrifying thing happened

It’s coming!”

"The monster started chewing, and I was obviously in a dream, but I could feel the severe pain of being chewed up bit by bit! But no matter how much I screamed in fear, I couldn't wake up!"

When Fu Zihan said this, he unconsciously recalled the painful feeling, his face became extremely pale, and drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"This is a nightmare. It will be fine when you wake up." Chen Wen comforted him: "Watch less monster movies and play less games in this area from now on."

"You don't understand, you don't know anything!" Fu Zihan grabbed Chen Wen's arm: "I didn't wake up until the monster swallowed me completely. I thought I could sleep well, but I didn't expect

As soon as I close my eyes, another monster appears again!"

After listening to Fu Zihan's words, Chen Wen was speechless for a while.

From last night to now, Fu Zihan has experienced five encounters with monsters, three of which were eaten, one was trampled to death, and one was torn to pieces by several monsters.

Five tragic deaths, all without anesthesia, with full pain level. Until now, he didn't dare to close his eyes at all.

Chen Wen concluded that Mr. Fu was really ill, and the cause should be a kind of hallucination.
Chapter completed!
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