Chapter 229

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Mr. Forrest Hurt is recovering well, and his heart is slowly returning to normal. The damage to the myocardium caused by the electric shock, as well as the problems in the heart, blood vessels and nerves, are also being repaired. He feels that his body It is slowly becoming more energetic.

"Okay, Mr. Hurt. I'll come back tomorrow!" Zhen Fan pulled out the silver needle from Mr. Hurt's body, then cleaned the needle and put it into the needle box, "Your condition is improving. From now on, you will feel that every day There are different."

"I can't believe it. I never thought that one day I would use Chinese medicine to treat my illness, and I never thought that Chinese medicine would help me so much. Thank you, Zhen!"

Forest Hurt's words are sincere, and this comes from his body, which is becoming more and more healthy.

"You have to thank Chinese medicine!" Zhen Fan smiled, then washed his hands in the bathroom, and was about to go out.

"By the way, Mr. Hurt!"

When Zhen Fan was standing at the door, he turned around and looked at Forrest Hurt.

"If there is anything, just say it, as long as I can do it." Forest Hurt replied without hesitation.

"You gotta listen to Jolene, it's good for you."

"Aha!" Mr. Forrest Hurt smiled, then nodded solemnly, "Yes, Dr. Zhen, I promise, what happened today will never happen again."

"It's better like this!" Zhen Fan pointed at him, then nodded: "Goodbye, Mr. Hurt."

"Goodbye, Dr. Zhen, I look forward to your treatment tomorrow, I can't wait!" Forrest Hurt smiled, pointing to Zhen Fan and then to his chest.

"Caroline, go see Dr. Zhen!"

"Yes, Dad!" Caroline happily agreed to the doctor.

At this time, Jolene walked over, laid a blanket for Mr. Forest Hurt, and then came a glass of water: "This is good for your health, Mr. Hurt."

"Thank you!" Forrest Hurt did not refuse this time, but looked at Jolene, "What do you think of Dr. Zhen?"

"Very good, very enthusiastic! He is a well-liked young man!" Jolene replied with a smile, "Sir, what do you want to ask?"

"It's nothing, I thought so too, didn't I?"

Forrest Hurt shook his head and laughed, then lay down on the bed. The treatment just now gave him a feeling of unspeakable comfort.

Zhen Fan and Caroline walked down the stairs. Caroline kept talking to Zhen Fan, saying her optimistic estimate of her father's illness and her gratitude to Zhen Fan. She even expressed that she missed Claire and missed school. .

"You will go back to school. Now that Mr. Hurt's condition has stabilized, there is no problem for you to go to school." Zhen Fan stopped suddenly, looked at Caroline and smiled, "If you really miss Clay Son, go to her house to see her, I believe she must miss you very much."

"Is it really possible?"

"Of course, why not?" Zhen Fan said to Caroline, "I'll come back tomorrow, see you Caroline."

It turned out that the two of them had unknowingly walked to the gate in front of the villa.

The bodyguard has already opened the iron door by the side. Caroline looked a little sad, but soon a smile appeared on her face.

"Do you have time after tomorrow? I would like to invite you to dinner. I would like to express my gratitude to you. Don't refuse me, okay?" Caroline pleaded to Zhen Fan, "I don't have many friends, and I don't have many friends. Want to talk to you."

Zhen Fan thought for a while, nodded and smiled, "I'm looking forward to tomorrow's dinner!" As Zhen Fan stepped out of the gate, his car had already been parked by bodyguards for him. Caroline waved her hand, and the car drove away in a hurry.

Caroline was full of joy, and when she returned to the room, she even jumped slightly.

"It seems... someone is in love, isn't it?" After Forest Hurt's voice let in, Caroline, who was a little dazed, was taken aback, and then gave Forest Hurt a reproachful look.

"Dad, he and I are just ordinary friends."

"Who am I talking about?" Mr. Hurt smiled. Caroline was too good at hiding her feelings.

Dad - I still have something to do! "Caroline quickly escaped from Mr. Hurt's room and hid in her own room. Her father's words just now made her feel shy.

"Do you think my daughter is in love? Judging from your experience!" Mr. Hurt turned his head to look at Jolene, who was busy tidying up the room, and smiled.

"Maybe, maybe not dead, Mr. Hurt, I think I'm just a nurse, so... the experience you mentioned is really strange to me." Jolene was a little funny, but she still held it back, very respectful expressed his opinion.

Immediately, Mr. Hurt realized his abruptness, shrugged his shoulders with a smile, and stopped talking.

On the way home, Zhen Fan received a call from Tang Shaoyang.

"Boss, here is a special patient. It's Mr. Barna, a state senator from California. His son's illness is a bit strange, and he asked you to go to his house for treatment." Tang Shaoyang's voice was a little tight. Obviously, he didn't Thinking of the state legislator coming to the clinic, this is a big shot, in his eyes.

"Has he made an appointment?"

"Ah? It seems...it seems not!" Tang Shaoyang was dumbfounded by Zhen Fan's question.

"Let him make an appointment, Old Tang. If you don't make an appointment, leave him alone!" After Zhen Fan said this, he hung up the phone and drove towards home.

Tang Shaoyang put down the phone in astonishment, of course he figured it out soon, the privilege is of little use here.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bana, I just talked to Dr. Zhen on the phone, and he asked you to make an appointment. You know, we have a lot of patients now, and it's easy to be complained." Tang Shaoyang apologized to Emil Bana Said.

"Okay, I'll make an appointment!"

Emile Bana wanted to get angry, but he knew it would not help solve the problem, so he held back and nodded to Tang Shaoyang: "Thank you, Doctor Tang!"

"If it's your time, I'll give you a call!" Tang Shaoyang politely sent Emile Bana out, often heaving a sigh of relief in his heart. To be honest, when he saw those burly bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses, he felt a little uncertain.

After thinking about it, he still called Zhen Fan.

"Boss, that Senator Barna just now has left, you have to be careful, lest he cause trouble!"

"It's okay, I can handle it, don't worry!" Zhen Fan smiled. The old Tang people are not bad, but they are a little timid and a little afraid of officials. The typical thinking of Chinese people since ancient times is that the people do not fight with officials. Of course, in the United States, it is shocking that those politicians play tricks and play black hands.

"Also...Old Tang, how many times have I told you, don't call me the boss, call me Doctor Zhen or Xiao Zhen."

"I know, but you still have to be careful, there are still patients, I'll hang up first!"

"You are busy!" Zhen Fan shook his head and smiled.

"Mr. Zhen, do you need me to prepare dinner for you?" Mia came out of her room wearing an apron. The apron was tied, and her breasts were protruded high. It really looked a bit seductive in uniform.

"Okay, you go, maybe we will have guests later!" Zhen Fan smiled.

"Do you need me to prepare dinner for them?" Mia didn't ask what kind of guests they were, she only did what she thought she should do and never asked much. This made Zhen Fan very satisfied.

"No, not because they are not welcome guests."

"Yes, I understand!" Mia's eyes suddenly flashed brightly.

Zhen Fan watched Mia enter the kitchen, so he nestled on the sofa, turned on the TV, and watched the news. After watching for a while, he actually saw the report about Christine, saying that her new film had already finished filming. , preparing to return to the United States from New Zealand, and this new play, which embodies the efforts of the great director Bit Jackson, will definitely attract people and the like.

A reporter's camera captured Christine. She was talking to her assistant Sibella in the dressing room.

A smile hung on the corner of Zhen Fan's mouth. To be honest, he still enjoys being with Christine more.

"Tuk tuk."

Someone is knocking on the door, not in a hurry or slow, very rhythmic.

"Mia, the guests are here!"

Zhen Fan sat without moving, and yelled into the kitchen. He found that he was becoming more and more lazy. As long as he was lying down, he would not move.

"Okay, Mr. Zhen!" Mia quickly came out of the kitchen, wiped her hands, trotted to the door, opened the door, and saw a middle-aged man standing at the door, behind him were four men in black suits. The burly man in sunglasses looks like he should be a bodyguard. He couldn't help frowning.

"Mr. Zhen?" She turned her head and glanced at Zhen Fan.

"The living room is too small, only one person can come in!" Zhen Fan then slowly sat up straight, and replied lightly.

Mia looked at the middle-aged man with a smile on her face.

"Mr. Zhen said that only one person can come in, sir!"

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, then nodded, turned his head and said to the back, "Go back to the car and wait." The four bodyguards turned around and left, and then Mia unfolded to let the middle-aged man in.

"Excuse me... Dr. Zhen is..." The middle-aged man saw Zhen Fan sitting on the sofa, hurried over a few steps, and stretched out his hand to Zhen Fan with a smile, "I am Emil Bana, from the state of California. MP."

"I've heard of your name!" Zhen Fan reluctantly stood up, shook hands with Bana, then waved his hand casually, signaling him to sit on the sofa next to him.

"Doctor Tang called you, and I'm right next to you!" Emile Bana nodded and smiled.

"So...Mr. Bana is here for medical treatment?" Zhen Fan frowned, "Didn't I say that? You need to make an appointment. I can't give people an unfair impression."

Emile Bana smiled awkwardly: "That's right, it's my son's illness. His condition is a bit serious. I'm afraid I can't wait too long. I have to come here as a last resort. Please forgive me!"

"Oh? It's not Mr. Barna's disease? Then... May I ask if your son is..."

"Mark Bana, his condition is a bit special, and Dr. Zhen needs to go to his home. If there is a way to treat it, money is not a problem." Emile Bana said this as a last resort.

"Mark Bana?" Zhen Fan's expression changed suddenly, he shook his head and said to Emile Bana, "If it's him, I'm sorry, but I can't cure it."

"Why?" Emil Bana's expression remained unchanged.

"You have to ask your son about this, he knows me!" Zhen Fan smiled slightly, shook his head and sighed. ◇(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Mobile Network () to subscribe and give rewards. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m to read.) This text is written by Shanshen Update Group ◤x-on:卢大布｜fly ◢Provided.