Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Wen Lao was annoyed and unwilling to tangle with them. He glared at An Yan with a cold face: "Get out of the way!"

"Lao Wen..."

An Yan was anxious and her eyes turned red instantly.

But she also knew that once a person like Mr. Wen got angry, it couldn't be undone by a few apologies.

What to do, what to do?
An Yan thought in a panic, stubbornly refusing to let go.

Seeing this, Zhan Mochen raised his hand to protect An Yan behind him and directly negotiated terms with the other party.

"Mr. Wen, we made a mistake in this matter, but you have been practicing medicine for many years, and doctors are like parents. Please help me save my grandpa. No matter what your request, I will agree!"

"No matter what the request is? Ha, young people are really popular."

Wen Lao sneered, his face full of disdain: "I don't need anything, and please don't appear in front of me again. The thing I regret most in my life is that I saved your wife in a moment of weakness, otherwise I wouldn't have been treated like this by you. Calculation.”

After saying that, Mr. Wen took another step, bypassing Zhan Mochen and walking toward the elevator.

Zhan Mochen had never been ridiculed by someone with such a stern face. His face couldn't help but darken, and the air pressure around him instantly cooled down.

The bodyguard behind him also stepped forward silently, waiting for his order to forcibly detain the person.

But this matter is indeed their fault. Wen Lao's attitude is obviously to accept the soft rather than the tough.

Zhan Mochen waved the bodyguard to retreat and decided to beg Mr. Wen again.

He took a step forward and was about to speak when Mrs. Bai suddenly stepped forward over him and grabbed Mr. Wen's sleeve.

"You want to leave now? Who swore a poisonous oath to me, saying that if my wife can't be cured, she will die with him?"

Mrs. Bai's eyes were red and she stared at Mr. Wen closely. Her questioning tone surprised everyone.

Mr. Wen was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he had boasted about Haikou before.

But can this be his fault?
"When I said those words, I didn't know who you were. If I had known that you were plotting against me, I would never have come back with you!"

Hearing that Lao Yu's anger was still lingering, he angrily threw his hands away.

But he didn't know whether it was because he was old and lacked strength or something, but he didn't shake off Mrs. Bai's hand.

Mrs. Bai didn't care about this. She just looked at Mr. Wen steadily and sneered: "After all, you don't have the ability to cure him at all, right? You have no real ability at all, so you find excuses not to do so." You're trying to get your hands dirty, lest your reputation as a miracle doctor be ruined if the treatment fails, right? You're just a liar!"

"you you……"

When Mr. Wen met Mrs. Bai's accusing eyes, his beard trembled with anger, but he couldn't say a word!
Did this old woman grow up studying Sun Tzu's Art of War?He actually used provocation on him!

If he leaves now, I don’t know how this woman will orchestrate him behind his back!
However, he really couldn't bear to treat that old man like this!
Wen Lao's face turned red with anger and he didn't move even half a step further. There was a war between heaven and man in his heart.

Seeing his cold face and silence for a long time, Mrs. Bai felt sour in her heart, and the tears she had held back for a long time could no longer hold back from falling from her eyes.

"I know you are angry and we are plotting against you, but I...I really have no other way...Please, save him, I will agree to whatever you want me to do...You said before, as long as I agree If you do something, you will save my wife, you can’t go back on your word..."

Mrs. Bai's tears fell quickly and quickly down her haggard and pale face. Her silver-white hair trembled slightly from crying. Her broken and mournful look made people feel pity for her.

Wen Lao's rock-solid heart couldn't help but waver a little.

At this age, I have to go up the mountain to kneel down and worship, and I am heartbroken. Can my body bear it?
If the old man died directly, wouldn't the old woman also follow him back to the west?

Just imagining that miserable scene made Wen Lao feel unbearable.Forget it, just think that he is unlucky and insists on bragging to prove himself. Now that he is being grabbed and won't let go, he deserves it.

After hearing a few words from Laosan, he calmed himself down and turned around with a cold snort.

Although the tone is still not very good, the compromise in the words is already very obvious.

"Okay, okay, the oath I swore naturally counts. If you want me to save him, at least let me see someone first, right?"

"Huh?" Mrs. Bai was crying sadly. She didn't expect Mr. Wen's attitude to change so quickly, and she was a little stunned for a moment.

The director of the First Hospital, who had been watching the show for a long time, was secretly poking at the side, but he quickly reacted. He immediately took a protective suit and put it in front of Mr. Wen with both hands. His attitude was extremely respectful: "Welcome Mr. Wen, please give me some advice!"

It was this miracle doctor in front of him who cured the CEO's wife's illness and gave the CEO's wife a pair of healthy twins.

This time the miracle doctor came to treat Mr. Zhan. If the people in their hospital could watch and learn from him, they would really make a lot of money!
Zhan Mochen and An Yan also reacted and quickly asked people to bring Mr. Zhan's various inspection reports.

"Mr. Wen, thank you for your hard work." Zhan Mochen respectfully handed over the information.

Mr. Wen stretched out his hand to take it and turned to look at Mrs. Bai: "Aren't you anxious for me to save your wife? How can I check his body if you hold me like this and won't let go?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, it was me just now, I lost my temper..."

Mrs. Bai was overjoyed to be saved from a desperate situation. She didn't care that Wen Lao's tone of voice was not good, so she quickly let go of her hand, wiped away her tears, and followed him into the ICU.

In the ICU, Mr. Zhan was still lying on the hospital bed dying, unconscious.

Mr. Wen personally checked the various indicators on the instrument, and then took Mr. Zhan's pulse. Finally, he pondered for a long time with several sets of surgical plans given by the hospital, sighing and shaking his head.

"If you had found me a year ago, I would have been [-]% sure that I could cure him. But now..."

Mr. Wen has seen too many patients whose illness was delayed, and he feels very sorry for Mr. Zhan's current situation.

But he never talks roundaboutly with the patient's family, and directly tells the worst outcome.

"I can operate on him, but the chance of success is only [-]%. The remaining risk is [-]%, are you afraid?"

"Only [-]%?" Zhan Mochen's eyes dimmed and he did not give an immediate answer.

Although the success rate of [-]% is much higher than [-]%, there are still huge risks.

With grandpa's current physical condition, can he survive the surgery?
Zhan Mochen was a little hesitant, and An Yan followed beside him, feeling a little confused for a moment.

When Mr. Wen treated her before, he was only [-]% sure.

She could not look back because there was no other way out.

And it’s always easier to make decisions about your own affairs than your family’s affairs.

Now it's about Mr. Zhan, it's really difficult to make a decision at once.

There was a brief silence in front of Mr. Zhan's hospital bed.

Mr. Wen glanced at Zhan Mochen, sighed, and shook his head: "If you really don't have the courage, forget it..."

"I'm not afraid. I must have surgery immediately."

In the silence, Mrs. Bai suddenly raised her head and gave a firm answer. (End of chapter)