Chapter 764 Let's Hold a Concert (Part 1)

From the perspective of his peers, Guo Tailai really shouldn't have said that, but if he listened to it from MJ's perspective, it would be like the sounds of nature.

"I still use the most primitive means of tattooing eyebrows, lip lines, and hairlines." Guo Tailai shook his head, with a look of hatred for iron: "The nose can achieve scar hyperplasia, I'm afraid I have to do it. Michael , if possible, I can restore your nose to its original shape first, and then you can carefully consider what it should look like. If you are still willing to continue doing it."

"I am willing! I am willing!" MJ just nodded in surprise. Guo Tailai almost opened a new road for him to reach the sky. All the previous troubles seemed to be solved easily, which made MJ wonder if God had come down to earth.

"But..." Guo Tailai still said the word but, which made MJ very flustered, and finally saw the hope of a new life. Could such a small phantom be shattered alive again?

"Michael, you take too much medicine." Guo Tailai said to MJ seriously: "All kinds of decompression and analgesic medicines will do great damage to your body."

"I know." MJ lowered his head slightly, of course he knew the medicine he took. Guo Tai was talking about decompression, which obviously saved him a lot of face. However, due to all kinds of strong pressure before, MJ had to rely on drugs to maintain: "I was under a lot of pressure before."

"It's okay, Michael." Guo Tailai smiled, and said to MJ: "I'm your fan, I know your experience, it's not your fault."

"Thank you!" At this moment, MJ sincerely thanked him. At least he has a fan who will never leave him, which feels really good.

"What I want to say is that a lot of drugs have caused great damage to your body." Guo Tailai did not avoid this question because he is a fan of MJ: "In fact, your current condition is very bad, even It's worse than when Mr. Anderson was sick. You didn't eat a lot last night, don't tell me you are on a diet because you want to lose weight, I believe you should already have some mild anorexia."

"I..." MJ wanted to say something, but looking at Guo Tailai's serious and clear eyes, he finally lowered his head: "Yes, my physical condition is very poor."

"But you can rest assured." Guo Tailai smiled at MJ and said, "I can do my best to recover your internal organs and other parts of your body. However, I can't help you with psychological problems. So, do you understand what I mean?"

"Some addictive things and psychological pressure need to be overcome by myself." MJ understood Guo Tailai's meaning in an instant, and said to Guo Tailai hopefully: "I need to adjust my mental state by myself."

"Exactly!" Guo Tailai laughed.

MJ felt relieved, as long as Guo Tailai could heal, no, take good care of his body, then the rest of the problems needed another way. Or it is a good idea to find a good psychiatrist. Of course, if Guo Tailai can cure his skin disease, he will not be accused of betraying the race, and a large part of his psychological pressure will be relieved.

As long as people see hope, they can overcome all difficulties. The same goes for MJ. At this moment, MJ is in a state of high fighting spirit.

"This state is very good." Guo Tailai praised, and did not forget to give MJ some hope: "If Mr. Anderson asked his referees, he would know how Mr. Anderson's recommendation qualifications came from. That is my treatment. Ninety percent of his skin was burned, and his fingers were even stuck together. Now that patient is my friend, and he only has the problem of hair growth. Believe me, give me another For a while, I can work that out."

"Really?" MJ's confidence was greatly increased, and he asked Anderson next to him.

Of course Anderson understood Guo Tailai's intentions, took out his phone without hesitation, and dialed Mr. Cheng's number. Not afraid of offending Mr. Cheng, he directly asked about this matter on the speakerphone.

"Of course!" Mr. Cheng replied without hesitation: "My godson suffered extensive burns all over his body and was unable to go out for a while. Now he is a normal person. Are you looking for G? I can take my son's burns and treat them I'll fax you the next photo."

Foreigners are not polite, since Mr. Cheng said so, Anderson unceremoniously asked Mr. Cheng to send the photo, but it is not a fax, but an email, which is faster and clearer.

Ten minutes later, on Anderson's laptop, MJ and Anderson saw Xiaohui's before and after treatment photos. Seeing that even Xiaohui's serious injury can be restored to his present state, MJ's confidence is unprecedented. As for Anderson, he never doubted Guo Tailai's ability, well, at least after he received Guo Tailai's treatment, he never doubted again.

"How do I cooperate?" When MJ faced Guo Tailai again, he turned into a good boy, looking at Guo Tailai very eagerly, as if he had become Guo Tailai's fanboy.

"Arrange for at least one and a half to two months." Guo Tailai told MJ: "Need several times of nursing care, and during the recovery period, I hope you will no longer be exposed to those drugs. You can rest assured that I will help you stop." It hurts, you can consult Mr. Anderson about this, he knows I can do it."

Anderson kept nodding his head beside him. The reason why he came to Guo Tailai at first was to relieve pain without medicine. Guo Tailai did that perfectly. Helping MJ relieve pain is probably among the things Guo Tailai can do. simplest.

"In addition, during the nursing period, a lot of nutrition is needed." Guo Tailai continued: "I suggest you try all the delicacies you want. The more you eat, the better the recovery effect will be. Think about your future. Concert, I don't think you'd object to eating more good food."

"Okay!" MJ agreed without hesitation. The most fundamental reason for his mild anorexia is too much pressure. If he sees hope and knows that he can be relieved, the psychological pressure will not be so great, and his appetite will naturally improve. MJ doesn't worry about that at all, which is something he tries to do no matter what.

"Then, there are actually two questions left now." Guo Tailai said with a smile, "or one question."

Under the eager eyes of MJ and Mr. Anderson, Guo Tailai asked the last question without any pressure: "Michael, what projects do you plan to do? And how will the medical expenses for these projects be paid?"