The difference is so huge that Mr. Tan doesn't know what to say.

"Do you have to do things so absolutely?"

Mr. Tan still wanted to fight to the death.

A little girl who has taken control of herself, should she keep silent now, or should she really get what she wants?

Feng Chuyue was not in a hurry and let him think slowly. Anyway, she was sitting on the window sill blowing the wind.

But before Mr. Tan could figure out the results, a doctor called him.

"Mr. Tan, I heard that you came to the hospital. Just in time, we want to discuss with you the next treatment plan for Mr. Tan."

When Mr. Tan heard this, his eyes lit up.

Could it be that Western medicine also has a solution?

"Do you have a way to cure my father?"

The attending doctor denied on the other end: "No, we really can't control Mr. Tan's condition. We found that his tumor is suspected of continuing to spread. We invite you to come here to ask if you are willing to have surgery?"

“Is the probability of surgical treatment successful?”

At this time, Mr. Tan could not care about anything else.

If the surgery is really effective, then he doesn't have to be subject to this little girl's film.

"Sorry, because the cure rate of surgery is extremely low, we generally do not recommend surgery. After all, it is an advanced stage... surgery is likely to cause deterioration."

The doctor's words there made Mr. Tan fall into silence.

It's better not to say anything.

"What about conservative treatment?"

"Conservative treatment will become more painful in the later stages. I believe Mr. Tan has also inquired with some other esophageal cancer patients."

"We can only try to alleviate the old man's pain. In the later stage, he will not be able to eat, so he can only infuse nutritional fluids. He will vomit whatever he eats, and he will also suffer from chest tightness and chest pain..."

"Actually, the old man's condition is relatively poor now. That means his body is stronger than other old people, so he can survive."

"Mr. Tan, for more details, you can come to my office and we can talk more."

"The expert team has specially held a meeting to discuss your father's illness. Come and listen to it. Ultimately, it is the family that will make the decision."

Mr. Tan: "...How long can my father live if he chooses conservative treatment?"

"From three months to half a year, we are not sure."

The doctor's words made Mr. Tan feel as if he had fallen into a freezing furnace.

In other words, if he didn't agree to Feng Chuyue, his father would only live for half a year at most.

If he agrees, his father can live for more than five years, but he will be charged with using power for personal gain.

His wife will definitely not agree to his choice to save his father, but his father is the person closest to him in this world.

"Okay, I'll go there later." Mr. Tan agreed and hung up the phone.

Feng Chuyue had excellent hearing, so she naturally heard the content of the phone call clearly.

She doesn't interfere at all whatever Mr. Tan chooses.

"Can you really ensure that my father will live for at least five years without suffering from illness?"

Feng Chuyue nodded: "What are my abilities? You should know by asking around a little bit from the Chen family."

“I don’t have many merits as a person, but I definitely do what I say.”

"Asking you to resign is not a child's play."

"In my position, it is not easy to step down." Mr. Tan sighed.

"But if you want to retreat, you can even retreat intact, but you will have to sacrifice the amazing wealth you have accumulated over the years." Feng Chuyue finished for him.

Mr. Tan was stunned for a moment and then came to his senses.

Yes, it is indeed possible to protect him if he sacrifices the ill-gotten gains he has obtained over the years.
Chapter completed!