Chapter 1090 Extra Reasons

It’s time for a new beginning, the sun shines on the lake, and the bright morning welcomes something brand new,

Minneapolis, somewhere downtown,

It is still an underground place where no information can be found just by looking at the location. In the underground space like a bar, several figures with different but extraordinary characteristics are sitting together.

"It's only been two nights since we broke into the shore base, and we're summoned again so soon,"

Still dressed in handsome black clothes, the figure sitting on the main seat of the sofa is wild and loose, and the legs are crossed and slender, showing a sense of casualness.

Celica looked up at the screen where there was only sound. The agent who didn't want them to know any other information was the first to speak:

"What do you want to do this time?"

Sitting on the seats around the coffee table in the center of the bar, Annabelle's beautiful face was folded proudly with her arms folded, Ryder looked calmly waiting for a response, and Sion's middle-aged face had a smile on his face.

Lynn, who was sitting in an extremely upright posture and covering her face, still remained silent.

Last night, each of them received an urgent contact from Fiseld and flew to Minneapolis from all over North America to gather again.

Although Los Angeles has already learned about this commission, it is a large commission that includes more than one task.

But they really didn't expect that the next mission would come so soon.

Only two days have passed...

"Due to some emergencies, there is now an urgent task that needs to be entrusted to you."

The agent's voice came from the TV that was usually used to play music. Listening to the nervousness in his tone that revealed that he was not optimistic, Celica asked casually without caring:

"Is this another attack on your ace?"

"If you don't want to pick up, no one will stop you."

Humming coldly, when she heard Celica's words, Annabelle looked at her sideways with bright eyes, and spoke out still full of hostility,

Apparently the last time they acted together hadn't allowed the group to develop the slightest bit of camaraderie.

No one else said a word in response to the verbal argument between the two most powerful women in the team, and listened to Annabelle's usual thorny words and didn't care.

Celica leaned on the sofa, looking like a beautiful figure from a chaotic neighborhood in a movie, which was particularly suitable for the background of the bar.

"What exactly is the mission this time?"

Ryder spoke calmly, the most steadfast and reliable figure among the people, Ryder looked at the screen and asked aloud,

"Yes, is it possible to break into the official base to contain the powerful enemies of the association like last time?"

Looking like a middle-aged and kindly handsome uncle, Xion also smiled and relaxed the atmosphere.

The agent's voice was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke:

"It's probably more difficult than that."

...

Surprised, argued, discussed, and confirmed the plan, the several-hour pre-war meeting ended. As a C-level person, he didn’t say much. The last one walked out of the underground bar.

Fangran looked at the dark, elongated luxury car parked in front of him at that moment, opened the door and got in the car to leave.

"The relationship between Rufus and the Future Consortium has been confirmed, the location of the medical company's factory has been found, and the actions with other participants have been successfully finalized,"

"The only thing left is to find the hidden dangers of the other party, recover the funds, and stop the association's plan to bring down the stocks in the medical field..."

Seeing Fangran finish meeting the participants and getting into the car, talking about the progress of the matter one by one, Adeline looked at him and raised his hands on his legs, showing off the soft space on his thighs.

"Master, do you want to take a nap?"

"Um?"

While listening to her usual report on matters, Fangran recalled the action plan for tonight at the meeting just now and practiced the simulation over and over in his mind to make sure there were no omissions.

Hearing this sudden turn of words, he subconsciously looked at Adeline and was slightly startled.

"Being tense for a long time is not conducive to adjusting your state. Since the night before yesterday, Master, you have been like a high-speed gear."

"ah...."

When she said this, she suddenly looked startled.

Fangran felt a little ashamed of his reflection,

Perhaps it was the chase through the city and the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco, or perhaps more likely it was the pressure of losing ten billion dollars.

He felt the urgency of the sudden change in the situation, and his sense of crisis was ignited.

Once he senses a crisis or locks a target, he will slowly become quiet, serious, and prudent, focusing on his own goal regardless of others and going all out.

This is his character,

This is also a bad habit he has had since he was a child...

Fangran had already begun to reflect on whether he was too ruthless towards the two employees who might have just received some kickbacks...

Thinking that Adeline was right, he should really relax and adjust for tonight's action, but he didn't have the nerve to lie on her lap.

Fangran took a long breath, relaxed his straight shoulders and leaned on the luxurious and soft seats in the car.

"Ha...I'm lucky. The participants are very strong, but you slept as short as me and you still run around with me. Is it okay?"

"Are you sleeping with a young master who is very strong?"

Fangran: "..."

?(Д╬Don’t pretend to be a foreigner who doesn’t understand Chinese and chops up Chinese sentences at this time!

Looking at Adeline's beautiful, frigid face, and listening to her calmly and calmly speaking such sarcastic words that were completely contrary to her temperament, I felt like something had been hit hard on my face.

Fang Ran, who could only yell and complain in his heart with shame and anger, finally let out a silent breath.

However, Pingping's heart beat faster when he heard the iceberg beauty say such words to him. Being so 'interrupted' by her, his mind, which had been busy for the past two days, suddenly relaxed a lot.

Fangran breathed out softly and pressed the button to lower the window.

With my hair blowing in the wind, I looked out the window at the scenery, and turned my attention to this brand-new city that I had arrived but had not yet had time to understand.

“What’s that beautiful white building?”

"The Basilica of St. Mary is a Roman Catholic Pontifical Basilica of St. Paul and the Archdiocese of Minneapolis..."

...

"Is that an inner lake?"

"Well, Lake Calhoun, the largest and most popular lake in Minneapolis, has a surface area of ​​401 acres and an average depth..."

...

"What's that building?"

"The Walker Art Center, one of the most renowned modern art museums in the United States, was built in 1879..."

Listening to Adeline's eloquent introduction to the special sights that she was curious about along the way, Fangran looked at her and wondered how she knew everything:

"You come here often, why do you feel so familiar?"

"No, considering what you may ask, young master, I made a point of getting to know this city before coming here."

I was slightly stunned by this answer, and for a moment I thought that it was probably the same in Los Angeles and San Francisco. I didn't know what to say about her powerful ability without any omissions.

Fangran could only continue to look out the car window at the passing scenery.

Then he saw a large white cube building.

"What's over there?"

"That's a private hospital that focuses on nursing care under Fiseld's name. It's our property,"

Speaking of an answer that stunned Fangran, Adeline looked at his question with calm eyes:

"Master, do you want to take a look?"

"Is it okay?"

Hearing what she said, Fangran looked at her and asked, and then heard Adeline's confident answer.

"Of course, you are the CEO of the entire Fiseld industry. Whether you expand it or sell it directly can be decided by your idea."

As the fair and cold beauty finished her words, the dark and long luxury car parked in front of the hospital.

I walked out of the car and looked at the rather large hospital building in front of me. I didn’t know what Adeline had contacted. The journey was smooth and Fangran walked through the hall with her.

After passing the diagnostic building, there was a figure looking at the crowd, all the way to the inside of the hospital at the back.

There was a bright and clean corridor with a unique smell of a hospital, and there were figures in white clothes everywhere doing shifts and working. It was an environment of non-specific conversations. He pressed the button on the device in his ear to translate the languages ​​​​wafting around him.

There is no high-level visit to the hospital's various advanced equipment and performance results like a leader's inspection.

Fangran just followed Adeline's footsteps and looked at the scene inside the hospital along the way.

Then the moment I heard a cry coming from the Youye Xingchen headphone device,

He suddenly stopped and looked somewhere.

"What's the matter, Master?"

Also stopping, Adeline asked softly beside him,

Without answering, Fangran just walked in one direction and rounded the corner of the corridor. Then he saw the source of the cry.

That's a woman.

She has blond hair and is probably in her thirties. It can be seen that she is a beautiful young lady, but she is standing in front of a doctor at the moment, and she has tried several times to show a smile on her face to win the other person's favor.

But in the end, after working hard, there was only reluctance and heartbreak with red eyes and tears falling from above.

She didn't dare to look away and shook her head, afraid of hearing rejection and denial. She held on to the last line of defense against crying, and spoke humbly with prayer mixed with choked sobs:

"Please, doctor, I beg you, I will sell the house to pay for the surgery, I will give anything, so... please, please save him..."

Listening to this uncomfortable request, embarrassment and dumbfoundment flashed across the doctor's face. After the silence, he was extremely cautious and afraid of irritating the woman in front of him.

"I will do my best to find a liver that can be transplanted for him..."

Even such an uncertain promise was regarded by the woman as the only life-saving straw. She held the doctor's hand tightly and lowered her head in sadness.

Amidst the surge of tears, I kept repeating the only word with weak gratitude.

"Thank you...thank you...thank you..."

Fangran watched this scene from the corner of the corridor,

Watching the doctor leave, watching the woman take a long time to calm down her tears, wiping her eyes and worrying about being seen out, she tried her best to smile and walked into the ward.

He followed him unconsciously, and finally stopped in front of the ward door. He looked at the scene in the ward through the glass.

The woman with a beautiful smile is talking to the man on the hospital bed,

They had a great time chatting.

But the man didn't seem to have much energy. He only talked to her for a while, and then his voice slowly became sleepier. His words gradually became less and less, but his eyes remained on the woman's face.

He had been staring for a long time, and then he suddenly showed a weak but gentle smile, shook his head gently at her, and spoke affectionately and seriously like words of love:

"Honey, you can't sell the house, Trisha is still young...she needs that..."

And hot tears rolled down from her eyes in an instant, and she held his hand tightly. When she heard this, the woman's smile was wet with tears,

"But I need you."

Then she grabbed his hand and put it against her forehead, fearing that he would disappear from the world in the next second, her shoulders trembling as she begged with the sound of broken tears.

"Please, don't leave me..."

...

Standing outside the door, Fangran watched this scene with fixed eyes,

Do you always see too many life and death partings when you stay in the hospital?

At this moment, I felt like my heart was caught by something, and I took the diagnosis report that a doctor quickly sent me, and then watched him leave without daring to ask any more questions.

Adeline, who had been keeping quiet since just now, read out the medical records beside Fangran:

"The patient's history of hepatitis B was ignored. Today he has jaundice, anemia, yellow urine, and B-ultrasound showing liver shadow, and he is diagnosed with primary liver cancer."

"Currently, symptomatic treatment is mainly based on removal of jaundice and red blood cell transfusion,"

"The doctor recommended a liver transplant and we are waiting for a liver source,"

"The matching result is blood type O, RH negative blood."

Her calm and cold voice seemed to make the words particularly cold when she read these words, and listening to Adeline's words,

Fangran just stared into the ward and asked softly, lost in thought:

"Can't that man be saved?"

"Yes, but it's difficult,"

Adeline said the answer truthfully and not gently.

"It is not easy to find matching liver resources, even if there are suitable liver resources..."

"You also need to queue up."

The moment he heard the last two words, Fangran's eyes widened slightly.

It wasn't until he knew such a fair and cruel reality that he suddenly realized that the scene in front of him did not only exist in front of him, and then he heard Adeline's plain statement.

"Livers and kidneys are in greatest demand for organ transplants, but not everyone has the opportunity to receive an organ transplant. Every year, countless people who cannot wait for matching organs die,"

"Without the ability to create artificial organs, we have to rely on body donations, which are far from enough,"

"This is the limit of the current level of human medical care."

The limitations of modern medicine...

Listening to her last words in silence, there seemed to be some unknown emotion surging in my heart at this moment.

"and,"

But before Fangran could think through this feeling, he heard Adeline say a reality that was even crueler than before.

"The medical expenses for a liver transplant are very expensive, and she may not be able to afford it."

Silently, he glanced at the woman in the ward who was still holding her husband's right hand. Fangran looked at Adeline and asked softly:

"How much does it cost?"

"The overall cost is about 10,000 U.S. dollars, almost all of which is paid by the Aisim Medical Insurance Company through which they purchased insurance, but the additional hospitalization expenses incurred by nutritional drugs and waiting for liver sources..."

"All the expenses outside the scope of compensation still add up to a significant sum."

Still answering Fangran's question like she knew everything, Adeline finished speaking and then added the patient's family information in the hospitalization information.

"They are just slightly wealthy families with an annual income of more than 100,000, and this expense is very difficult for them."

Even if it is possible to go bankrupt, should we save it...

"I read online information that one of the reasons why medical care in this country is so expensive is that many measures to reduce costs are always supported by powerful and top medical interest groups like Fiseld,"

"Did you disintegrate it in advance through your strong government lobbying ability and personal connections?"

Listening to the sharp questions that Fangran asked softly at this moment, Adeline lowered her eyes without any wavering.

"I do not deny."

"So am I aiding the evildoer?"

This is not sarcasm or self-deprecation, witnessing such a sad scene through the glass,

Fangran just really couldn't think of an answer from the bottom of his heart at the moment.

What the young man does is only to help eliminate the harm of night battles in reality, not to help anyone become stronger in reality. Knowing this difference in nature, he will not understand,

But she could understand his feelings after witnessing such a scene. Adeline also looked at the scene in the ward and spoke softly:

"Fiseld is the largest financial consortium in the world. Its size has blurred the boundaries between capitalists and entrepreneurs. We are involved in various fields, from military to people's livelihood, from shipping to aerospace,"

"We make huge profits and support countless families,"

"As for whether its existence is good or bad, my position cannot be explained to you,"

Withdrawing her gaze, she raised her calm eyes and looked at Fangran.

"You need to make your own judgment, young master."

Listening to Adeline's words, Fangran looked at her for a long time before he came back to his senses. Then he was silent for a while, raised his eyes again and stared at the two figures in the ward and asked the last question softly.

"If the 10 billion from Aisim Company cannot be recovered, will it affect their payment for surgery fees?"

"Yes, and it's not just them."

Listening to this answer that I had thought of for a long time, I looked at the woman on the glass floor holding the man's hand tightly beside the hospital bed, unwilling to let go.

Fangran looked at this scene in shock for a long time.

He took a deep breath, then turned around and walked out without hesitation!

I came to North America to pursue the truth about the association’s plan and to help Fiseld escape from the crisis caused by the night battle.

Tonight's action against the research and factory is to find out the darkness it contains, to recover the tens of billions of dollars in assets from Isem Corporation, and to prevent the medical field from falling and losing money on Wall Street.

But now, the pace became faster again, walking towards the outside of the hospital,

Fangran felt that he had another reason.