Chapter 71 Prejudice

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Sure enough, Sister An hasn't contacted Zhen Fan in the past few days. She just posted some random photos of herself on the Penguin, enjoying the style of the West Coast of the United States. Judging from the photos, she is indeed very excited.

Every time Zhen Fan sees Sister An happy, he feels very comforted. In fact, Sister An is indeed a kind and good woman. Although she has some petite tempers, this is not the point.

Bit Jackson finally came with his patient. He was an old man in his sixties, and he looked like a bad old man. Indeed, he was a bad old man, with gray hair and a bit crooked quilt, but his eyes There is still a kind of proud light in it.

"My old buddy and partner, Gary Peterson, has been shooting for me for more than ten years, but that strange disease has also plagued him for almost ten years!" Bit Jackson said to Zhen Fan.

"If I had a choice, old man, I'd love to go to God sooner, but... you know, what's kept me going, I love photography, that's my second life." Gary? Peterson shook his head and smiled, but he laughed a little hard, "Nice to meet you, Dr. Zhen."

Zhen Fan shook hands with him: "Of course, thank you for your trust. This is the treatment room. You wait for me there now. I'll come over after I change my clothes." Saying that, Zhen Fan went straight to his office.

"Okay!" Gary Peterson nodded, glanced at Bit Jackson, shrugged his shoulders, and looked indifferent.

"You have to try!" Bit Jackson was very optimistic, "Zhen is one of the best doctors I have ever seen. He cured my migraine. Yes, only he can treat it. You know, I have seen many doctors before, and now I am not superstitious about authority!"

"Okay!" Gary Peterson raised his hand, then turned around and pushed open the door of the treatment room. Looking at the relatively simple seats and tables, he frowned slightly.

The door opened, and Zhen Fan changed his clothes and walked in. Instead of taking out the silver needle as usual, he told Gary Peterson to sit down and sat down facing him.

"Bit showed me your video!"

Zhen Fan cut to the chase and asked directly.

"Yes, I gave it to him, I didn't know he gave it to you, but... can you see anything? Or what kind of disease I have? You know... many doctors have not checked my Cause."

Gary Peterson opened his hands slightly on the back of the chair.

"It's been so many years, I thought I was used to it, after all...it hasn't killed me yet."

Zhen Fan could see that the old guy didn't trust him a bit, so he didn't take it seriously.

"To be honest, I can't see what disease you have either!" Zhen Fan nodded, "I am no different from other doctors in this regard, I must be honest with you!"

"So...are we wasting our time?"

There was a hint of mockery in Gary Peterson's eyes.

"If it's just about treating diseases, we are indeed wasting time." Zhen Fan also bluntly said, "And you have wasted nearly ten years of time, so of course you don't care about this moment!"

Gary Peterson was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

"You are very nice, I like you like this!" Gary Peterson pointed at Zhen Fan with a smile, "To be honest, I think you are quite frank,

I like frank people! "

"I can see it!" Zhen Fan smiled, "Mind if I ask some other things? Or where do you live now? When did you move there?"

"House 1502 on the top of Beverly Hills, above the boundary of Hillside Garden, I bought it ten years ago from a damn real estate agent. The previous owner was a famous producer." Gary? Peterson laughs, "I'm not very familiar with real estate, so..."

"I know, I'm not looking for you to buy a house!" Zhen Fan smiled. "In comparison, I like your photography better. I know that many classic movies are written by you."

"It seems that Bit Jackson did not praise me less, he is really a good man!" Gary Peterson smiled, "Okay, since we can't find out any diseases, then we... why not stop here." He said Just stood up, wasting such a long time here, he felt a little impatient.

"etc!"

Zhen Fan stretched out his hand and pressed it down.

"What else is there?"

This time, Gary Peterson frowned even deeper. Although he said he liked Zhen Fan, it was only a verbal politeness.

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Peterson, you're not sick at all!"

Zhen Fan looked at him solemnly, with a serious expression on his face.

"This...is the conclusion you came to after talking with me for a long time? God, this has tortured me for nearly ten years, and now you tell me that there is nothing wrong? I am not sick? Huh? You think this is Is it a joke? Or do you want to laugh at me, poor old man?"

Zhen Fan's words finally annoyed Gary Peterson. His impatience coupled with his contempt for Zhen Fan's inability to find out the cause finally exploded completely.

"Mr. Peterson!"

Zhen Fan had to raise his voice to cover Gary Peterson.

"Once again, I am sure that you are not sick. If you have to say you are sick, it is just your psychological fear."

"nonsense!"

Gary Peterson packed his clothes and was about to rush out.

"But I know what caused your fear, Mr. Gary Peterson. If you want to leave, I will never stop you. I can be sure that your so-called illness started when you moved into No. 1502." It started shortly after Villa, there is no doubt about that."

Zhen Fan said something behind his back.

Gary Peterson hesitated for a moment, turned around slowly, and looked at Zhen Fan: "Yes, everyone knows this. I moved into that villa ten years ago, and my illness is almost ten years old... ..."

Gary Peterson stopped suddenly and looked at Zhen Fan suspiciously.

"Does this have anything to do with it?"

"If I'm not wrong, it must be related." Zhen Fan nodded, "Of course, if I can go and see for myself, maybe I will find the answer!"

"You mean my illness is due to that house?"

Gary Peterson suddenly felt that this was absurd. What could be wrong with the house? The former owner is still a famous producer, and now he is very popular in the Hollywood entertainment circle. Many famous actors and directors want to have a relationship with him, which is simply too ridiculous!

"I think, I know what you're going to say!" Gary Peterson smiled, "Maybe you worked part-time as a psychic, but?... I really don't mind at all, well, I'm leaving , goodbye, Dr. Zhen, oh, or a psychic!"

Gary Peterson spoke with a sort of sarcasm.

Zhen Fan was not annoyed, but just nodded and said: "I know that it may be difficult for you to trust me, but I also know that your illness is getting worse and worse, maybe within two days, you will die." Serious consequences are felt. Goodbye, Mr. Peterson!"

"Well, old chap? I just said..."

Seeing Gary Peterson coming out, Bit Jackson rushed to meet him with a smile all over his face.

"Okay, we have to say goodbye, Bit, thank you very much for your introduction, I think it is very important to me. But I have survived these ten years, do you still care about this time?"

Gary Peterson talks fast, like a machine gun.

Bit Jackson froze for a moment, and then saw Zhen Fan coming out of the treatment room.

"What's the matter? Doctor Zhen!"

"Well, it's like this. Mr. Peterson is not sick at all. Of course, this is my judgment. He doesn't believe in this conclusion." Zhen Fan smiled, "If possible, I suggest within three days, or You, or find someone to stay with him the whole time to prevent an irreparable tragedy."

"Seriously?" Bit Jackson was taken aback, then looked at Zhen Fan in surprise. What Zhen Fan said just now gave him some indigestion, and he couldn't understand it at all.

"Anyway, do as I say."

"Well, I think there may be some misunderstanding!" Bit Jackson also saw the uncomfortable expression on Gary Peterson's face.

"No, it's nothing, I just want to go home, do you want to come with me?"

Peterson, who was standing on the other side, called Jackson loudly.

"Or you stay here!"

"Wait, Gary, just a moment!" Bit Jackson watched Gary Peterson walk out of the gate, and hurriedly shouted, "What's going on? Can you make a long story short?"

Zhen Fan nodded.

"I saw Mr. Peterson's complexion. Although it was a little bad, he did not have any disease, physically. He was mentally poor, but it was caused by the fear in his heart. He has never dared to face such fear. So..." Zhen Fan shrugged, with an expression that you know.

"So... what can I do?"

Just as Bit Jackson spoke, Gary Peterson's voice came from outside again.

"Bit, well, don't waste time, let's go!"

"Unless I go to the place where he lives and take a look! Maybe I can find out the reason!" Zhen Fan smiled, "But just look at Mr. Peterson's expression, and you will know what a bad idea it is!"

"No, Doctor Zhen, don't give up on him, even if I ask you as a friend!"

Bit Jackson spoke quickly.

"You're a good man, Gary Peterson is lucky to have a friend like you, well, I promise you, if you can convince him, but... medical fees... You know, this is beyond medical I have my own principles."

Zhen Fan's tone was very helpless, and he spread his hands.

"How much, tell me the number!"

Bit Jackson said something very readily.

"For fifty thousand dollars, I'll help you heal your friend. Of course, there may be some troubles in the process. All of this will be settled by you or your friend!"

To be able to buy a villa with a good location in Bilever Hills would be a pity to my conscience, not to mention Gary Peterson just now did annoy Zhen Fan a little bit.

"make a deal!"

Bit Jackson reached out his hand and held it with Zhen Fan.

"make a deal!"

Zhen Fan smiled slightly and nodded: "I hope you can convince him as soon as possible, but... I don't think it's easy! Well, Bit, now you are not a patient anymore, I promise you will never have migraine again in the future." hair."

"So I trust you!"

Bit Jackson gave Zhen Fan a thumbs up, then turned and left!