Chapter 193: A Coincidence in the Capital

"You have to cheer, the company has encountered a big problem this time, let's work together!" Hua Yingying tossed it in the air after taking the car key.

Although what he said was cheering and cheering, it didn't sound very pleasant, which made Feng Xuhui's heart block.

The two have not had any communication since then. Feng Xuhui stood in a corner, smoking a cigarette while guarding the ashtray on the outdoor trash can. Hua Yingying was sitting in the car, busy.

People are arrogant and qualified. Feng Xuhui looked at Hua Yingying and thought to himself. Even if you want to be busy, you can't be busy.

But this thing... is really suffocating!

A few hours later, Feng Xuhui saw Zheng Ren's figure from a distance and hurried up to meet him.

Unexpectedly, Hua Yingying also noticed that the meeting was over. She moved faster than him and walked over with an enchanting figure.

It's not that he wants to dig his own corner, Feng Xuhui anxiously quickened his pace.

But the accident happened...

Hua Yingying seemed to be stunned by what she saw. Her posture was a bit weird.

The assistant next to Hua Yingying quickly helped her up, but Hua Yingying seemed to be possessed, as if she had no feeling, and stared blankly at the two people walking across from her.

Zheng Ren was on the phone, and when he saw someone fell, he subconsciously glanced at the system panel at the top right of his field of vision.

No broken bones, no sprains, not even the simplest of abrasions.

So, Zheng Ren ignored the person who fell, and didn't care whether she was beautiful or ugly.

Su Yun lowered his head, as if no one appeared at all.

"Yeah, it hurts." When Su Yun passed by, Hua Yingying whispered softly without exaggeration.

But……

a piece of wood...

two pieces of wood...

As if not seeing Hua Yingying, she walked over.

all of a sudden,

so awkward.

"Mr. Zheng, I'm sorry, the car was temporarily requisitioned by the company." Feng Xuhui was very happy to see Hua Yingying shriveled, but since the problem arose, he had to face it, no matter how embarrassing it was.

"It's okay, I have something to do today, you are busy with you." Zheng Ren replied indifferently.

Hua Yingying wanted to strike up a conversation, but when she thought of Wu Lao who had to pick up Pengcheng, she immediately put out this unrealistic idea.

But that man is so handsome.

Damn, he actually lost his mind and made a fool of himself in front of him. Hua Yingying was full of mixed feelings in her heart. With the help of her assistant, she stood up and moved her ankle a bit. She was not injured, and it was fine.

The assistant helped Hua Yingying back to the Mercedes-Benz S600 for the meeting. Su Yun noticed that this car was the one that Feng Xuhui drove him and Zheng Ren back to last night. After a change of heart, he knew about it.

He smiled. Hua Yingying, who was sitting in the car, was like a doctor when she encountered an emergency call.

But reason still prevailed, sitting in the car, rubbing his ankle aggrieved.

Even so, Hua Yingying's eyes were still fixed on Su Yun.

As she was watching, a black shadow blocked her gaze.

Hua Yingying was stunned for a moment, then became angry, who's car is in the way!

Taking a closer look, she was stunned.

It turned out to be a black Rolls Royce Phantom...

The phantom stopped, the door opened, and a girl more beautiful than Hua Yingying appeared. A black professional suit outlines the figure delicately and gracefully. The greasy white neck is lined with the black top, which looks more like a beautiful jade.

The girl had a touch of innocence, but in her gestures, there was a sense of wealth and elegance.

Hua Yingying's heart suddenly tightened, if only the car was compared, she would be able to bear it.

But how can there be such a beautiful woman in this world?

Not only beautiful, but also very capable.

Not only is he capable, but he also seems to be younger than himself...

In an instant, the self-confidence and pride accumulated for countless years were instantly annihilated.

"Mr. Zheng, what a coincidence." Bu Li said with a standard smile.

"Have the results of your father's reexamination come out?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Let's get in the car and say it, father wants to thank you in person." It wasn't Xiao Liu who was driving, but the same rules, when Bu Li finished the last word, he had already opened the car door.

"Su Yun, together?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I won't go, the noodle brothers still have to eat. I haven't seen you for a long time." Su Yun had no interest in eating with Bu Li, and bluntly rejected Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren didn't insist either, took off the white clothes and threw it to Su Yun, and got into the car.

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom left silently, like a ghost.

The appearance of Bu Li once again refreshed Feng Xuhui's understanding of Zheng Ren. He was also stunned in place, watching the phantom leave, crying inwardly.

Even if Mr. Zheng is in the imperial capital, he seems to be very popular. What should I do? Just buying breakfast and ordering takeaways is definitely not enough.

correct! Mr. Zheng's clothes seem to be broken, why don't you buy some clothes yourself? By the way, help Mr. Zheng to do the things recorded in the notepad?

...

"My father is recovering very well, and the results of the re-examination are also very optimistic." In the car, Bu Li said slowly: "The professor said that the operation was done beautifully and cleanly, eliminating all the possibility of recurrence."

"That's good." Zheng Ren reassured.

Whether it is the richest man in Haicheng or a helpless person like Zheng Yunxia, ​​in Zheng Ren's eyes, they are just patients. As long as it's cured, that's a good thing.

"Have you taken targeted drugs?" Zheng Ren then asked.

"According to the results of the genetic test, I am taking Sutent now." Bu Li said.

For ordinary people, expensive targeted drugs are not a problem at all in Bujia's eyes.

Zheng Ren is not good at words, and it is better to expect the sun to rise from the west.

But Bu Li showed a super high conversational ability. Every time Zheng Ren said the content of the chat to death, she would change the topic without leaving any traces.

The "talking" along the way is also considered happy, and soon came to a hutong in the second ring road.

Please Zheng Ren get off the bus, step away to lead the way, the winding path leads to the secluded, the small courtyard has a unique world.

Zheng Ren couldn't understand it, so he just followed Bu Li.

"Doctor Zheng, I finally see you." A thin middle-aged man greeted him.

It seems that he should be in his fifties, not tall, although thin, but in good spirits.

"This is my father, Bu Ruotian." Bu Li introduced.

"Hello." Zheng Ren and Bu Ruotian shook hands and were let into the inner room.

After the guests and the host were seated, Bu Ruotian said, "I would like to thank Dr. Zheng for what happened that day."

"You're welcome, it's all part of the deal."

"Mr. Zheng is polite. I didn't expect that there would be such a big flaw in the one-third of an acre in Haicheng." When Bu Ruotian mentioned the events of the day, his expression was serious, and the temperature in the room seemed to be the same. lowered a bit.

Immediately, he woke up, smiled gently, and said, "Dr. Zheng is in the circle, so some things needn't be said too vaguely."

Zheng Ren nodded.

"I didn't expect that the little sea city, Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, actually has a surgical master like you. I will definitely toast you in a while." Bu Ruotian smiled.

"You're welcome." Zheng Ren's expression remained unchanged.

"It's really dangerous." Recalling the situation of the day, Bu Ruotian had a lingering fear, "You know, I am the richest man in Haicheng, but when I go to the imperial capital and the magic capital, it is nothing. It's just a little money, but it is really powerful. In the eyes of people, it is not worth mentioning at all.”

Zheng Ren smiled, Bu Ruotian was very anxious, and he felt much better about Bu Ruotian.

If you don't have money, you can hire Daniel experts and professors to perform surgery, really not.

At that time, he might be able to find a top professor for surgery when he came to the imperial capital. It's just that the professor agreed, but he came to the stage, who knows whether he will do it or not? The bunch of masters and doctors around the professor are not the sales staff of the manufacturer. The professor raises them just for surgery.

This is not to mention, after recovering from the operation, living in a ward for two or three people, and making noise, Bu Ruotian would definitely not be able to bear it.

It would be the best to invite him to Haicheng for surgery.

But a professor who can go out and run and make money can only be regarded as a second-rate professor.

The big cows never leave the imperial capital. You can come, but I will never go out.

It's a joke, running Feidao is just to make some money, who are those 50-year-old big cows who are worse than you?

As for the single ward...the single room in the top three grade-A hospital of the Imperial Capital, at least one from the deputy department or above. The richest man in Haicheng? In the imperial capital, rude words will only become a joke.

At that time, it happened that the First Academy of Haicheng City was going to hold an academic conference, and I contacted Professor Sen Yu. This opportunity was seized step by step, and it also played a decisive factor in it, and invited Professor Senyu to Haicheng to perform surgery on himself.

But the condition is to live teaching.

The doctors who saw the operation were all doctors, and Bu Ruotian was not so reluctant to let go in the face of life and death.

only,

did not expect,

During surgery,

Professor Sen Yu ran away...

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Many book friends complained about the first chapter of Haicheng's richest man doing live broadcast surgery. Cough cough~~~ It's so easy to find a professor to do the surgery in person? In 12 years, my cousin had a complex cerebral arterial malformation and needed interventional surgery. Through the dean, I found the dean's teacher, the top three professors in the country for neurological intervention. The old man does not go out of Beijing at all, so he will come to have an operation. Before and after the operation, the old man gave his face and came out and said two words to me. But I know the odds of him doing it himself are zero. However, with him watching the stage, he always did well in the hospital, and my cousin recovered very well. I wish the old people a hundred years of life. (The above word count, free of charge, touch. This chapter has 2600 words. It is definitely not the nagging at the end of the chapter that cost everyone money.)