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Chapter 880

Ouyang Jing showed a look of memories on her face and hesitated: "About two months ago, my father began to have symptoms of coma. At first, he only fell asleep for a day or two, but later, the time grew longer. The last time was the day before you came, and he suddenly woke up. He had been unconscious for 19 days in total, and I clearly recorded it."

Lin Yuan knew a little in his mind and nodded calmly.

Ouyang Jing looked at him for no reason.

"You really have a way to find out the cause of my father?"

"I dare not say it now, but I already have a guess."

Ouyang Jing was excited again and directly reached out to grab Lin Yuan's arm.

"Are you serious? You didn't brag?"

Lin Yuan frowned and said, "You let go first, it hurts my arm."

Ouyang Jing retreated embarrassedly, but still stared at Lin Yuan's eyes and asked him with a desire to beg: "Can you really help my father treat his illness? If you didn't lie to me, you can repay you anyway!"

Lin Yuan shook his head and said, "I'm just a suspicion now and I don't dare to make a promise. As for the repayment, I won't make any other requests when I take advantage of others' danger. Just do what you said just now and give me a controlling stake!"

"It must be, although I, Ouyang Jing, is a woman, but I also understand the truth that it is hard to pursue even if I say something!"

Lin Yuan nodded and showed his desire.

Ouyang Jing was like a hundred claws scratching her heart, and she wanted to ask Lin Yuan about something.

But she was afraid of disturbing others and annoying Lin Yuan.

Seeing this, Qian Xiulan took her aside and started a low conversation.

Putting aside this transaction storm, Qian Xiulan is serious and Ouyang Jing are quite familiar with each other.

The Aunt Qian who Ouyang Jing called was not as perfunctory and insincere as Dong Yishu.

When Ouyang Xiong was at its peak, Qian Xiulan visited Ouyang's house many times. At that time, Ouyang Jing was still a girl in middle school and they had known each other for a long time.

"Auntie, is this Lin's surname reliable? Is it possible that he is bragging and fooling me?"

Ouyang Jing, who was in a state of mind, didn't care that the two of them were partners and friends now, and directly asked Qian Xiulan for Lin Yuan in a low voice.

"Mr. Lin is a mature and well-organized person. I can hardly feel the impulse and recklessness he should have in him at his age."

"So he really has some clues. Can he know what my father's illness is?"

Qian Xiulan whispered: "I dare not talk about this, but Lin Yuan has many extraordinary things, such as the fact that he destroyed Huayi Company in Yanjing, and for example, he only took seven minutes to write two very classic new songs at a press conference, which is not something that ordinary people can imagine. Therefore, if he has other strange skills, it is very likely."

When Ouyang Jing heard this, she couldn't help but feel a little more confident.

She has long heard of Lin Yuan’s reputation.

Like Daolang and Wubai’s new songs, they were actually written by him personally, not created by Xia Xuan as previously promoted. Ouyang Jing has also read and reported these rather dramatic entertainment news.

But if you insist that Lin Yuan can cure the disease, she still can't believe it completely.

After all, Ouyang Jing knows her father's condition the most.

The famous doctors at home and abroad in border defense, Mr. Su, and Mr. Chinese and Western medicine, could not tell about 123. Not to mention the right medicine to cure the disease, no one could tell what the cause was.

With such a serious condition, Lin Yuan dared to say that he wanted to give it a try.

Either he is a master with real skills, or he is a bastard who is not enough to succeed.

I guess I can become a boss now, and I may have gone through some shit and luck.
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