It's a very ordinary room, with a small table, a sofa and a wooden chair near the window.
"Sit down, sit down and chat." Zheng Congrong greeted Luoyang.
Luoyang took the initiative to sit on the wooden chair and left the sofa for Zheng Congrong.
Respect your elders, this is the most basic etiquette.
"Uncle Zheng, do you have any clues about what you called me here so early?" Luoyang said straight to the point.
Zheng Congrong sat on the sofa, sorted out his thoughts a little, and then said: "I do have some clues, but it's a bit tricky, so I'll talk to you first. I can only reply to you after I understand the situation."
"Well, you say."
"The patient is suffering from cancer, which is in the advanced stage. He has been treated in the best hospitals in Europe, but it cannot be cured." Zheng Congrong looked at Luoyang, "I know you are a miracle doctor, but it is a terminal disease after all, so I dare not do it.
What guarantee? I ask you, can you cure cancer?"
Luoyang smiled calmly: "It can be cured."
"How sure are you?" Zheng Congrong was a little excited.
Luoyang pondered: "Usually, no matter what kind of patient it is or what kind of disease it is, I don't make any guarantees. In the other person's case, the countdown to his life is already over. Do you still care whether the doctor treating him is sure?
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"Because the patient's identity is very special, I need you to tell me personally how sure you are," Zheng Congrong said.
At this time, Hu Bufei poured two glasses of water, one for Zheng Congrong and one for Luoyang.
Luoyang picked up the cup and took a sip of water, and asked tentatively: "Uncle Zheng, if the other party has such high requirements, he is probably not a big shot, right?"
"Again, this trick won't work for me. If you think about it carefully, how confident are you in treating terminal cancer patients? You need to explain to me first, and then I can ask him about the identity of the patient." Zheng Congrong said.
"You don't know either?"
"If I knew about it, I would have told you on the way to Bufei." After a slight pause, Zheng Congrong reminded him again, "Xiao Luo, you'd better think it through before telling me the truth. This is no joke."
Luoyang smiled: "Then you have to tell me the patient's specific situation first, what kind of cancer it is, and whether it has spread. Then I can give you an explanation."
"Liver cancer has spread to the kidneys and spine. The patient can't help urinating, can't walk, and is bedridden," Zheng Congrong said.
Luoyang thought for a while and said: "I haven't seen the patient, so I will make a conservative estimate here. Well, if it is completely cured, I am 70% to 80% sure."
"Poof!" Zheng Congrong, who was drinking from a water cup, squirted out a mouthful of water. Fortunately, he turned his head in time, otherwise it would have sprayed on Luoyang.
Luoyang looked at Zheng Congrong speechlessly, "Old man, what is your reaction?"
Zheng Congrong wiped his mouth: "Xiao Luo, that's cancer. The best hospitals in Europe have made patients give up. You said you are 70 to 80 percent sure?"&am
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"Uncle Zheng, you have repeatedly asked me to give you an explanation, and I have given it to you. Do you not believe in my medical skills or something?" Luoyang didn't understand Zheng Congrong's brain circuit.
Zheng Congrong said: "No, it's just that cancer is defined as a terminal disease in medicine. It is almost impossible for patients in the advanced stage to be cured. But when you say you are 70 to 80 percent sure, I... can't believe it."
"I'm sure you either believe me or just pretend I didn't say it," Luoyang said.
"Okay, I'm going to make a call now and wait for my news." Zheng Congrong stood up and entered the bathroom with his cell phone.
Hu Bufei lowered his voice and said: "Brother, this is the advanced stage of cancer. It is almost ready for future generations. Can you really cure it?"
Luoyang was too lazy to explain, so he just nodded, and at the same time activated the super-sensory state of the ancestral witch spirit body to capture the sound.
Although Zheng Congrong was in the bathroom, his voice and even the voice from the mobile phone were clearly transmitted to Luoyang's ears.
"Lao Yang, I told Xiao Luo about the patient's condition, and he told me that he was 70 to 80 percent sure of curing the patient." Zheng Congrong said straight to the point.
The voice on the phone: "Old Zheng, did you fail to explain clearly, or did I hear it wrong?"
Zheng Congrong smiled: "Lao Yang, you heard it right, and I said it right. I also reminded Xiao Luo that it was late-stage cancer and the cancer cells had spread, but he still told me with certainty,
He is 70 to 80 percent sure."
"How old is Xiao Luo you said?"
"He's in his twenties, so don't investigate. I've already checked. He was a good student with excellent academic performance from kindergarten to medical school. He doesn't have any criminal record. However, what I can tell you is that he is a
A real witch has real abilities and is very powerful. Therefore, what he said cannot be viewed with normal thinking and perspective." Zheng Congrong said.
"Since you said that, I have nothing to worry about. I will send you the patient's information on WeChat for you to take a look at. If there are no problems, you'd better give me a reply today. The patient can't afford to wait."
"Okay." Zheng Congrong hung up the phone.
Luoyang's ears could pick up the sound of the phone's receiver, but his eyes couldn't see through the information displayed on the phone.
Hu Bufei touched Luoyang.
Luoyang glanced at him: "What are you doing?"
"You spent the night at Ye Zi's house last night. Aren't you afraid that your Fusang girlfriend will find out and cheat on you?" Hu Bufei observed Luoyang's reaction.
Luoyang smiled: "Brother Hu, let me tell you this, don't say I'm staying overnight normally, it's just me and Ye Zi sleeping on the same bed, and the quilt fell off. If Sun Shangxiang was around, not only would she not brag to me, but she would also
They will cover us with quilts."
"You're so awesome, haha!" Hu Bufei laughed.
"You are a person who has never even been in love. You don't understand. When you are in love and you can score eleven goals in a game, you will naturally understand whether I am bragging or not."
Hu Bufei was stimulated and confused: "If you score eleven goals in one game, you
What does this mean?"
Luoyang's eyes were full of pity.
At this time Zheng Congrong walked out of the bathroom.
Hu Bufei immediately regained his serious expression.
Zheng Congrong sat back on the sofa: "My friend sent me the patient's information, but..."
"But what?" Luoyang asked.
Zheng Congrong was silent for a moment before saying: "The patient is the daughter of a chief in Sabah, a princess, and is currently in Sabah."
Luoyang was greatly surprised and was a little stunned for a moment. He thought it was some big shot in the country, but he didn't expect it was a princess from Sabah.
He has never been to Sabah, but he has heard the legend of Sabah.
With a piece of cloth on my head, I am the richest in the world!
"Xiao Luo, if there is no problem on your side, I will reply to my friend. The illness waits for no one. You need to leave for Sabah as soon as possible." Zheng Congrong said.
"Uncle Zheng, can I ask why you are the princess of Sabah?"
"Xiao Luo, let alone you, even I don't know. There are some things you'd better not inquire about." Zheng Congrong said.
Luoyang thought for a moment: "Okay, then I'll go to Sabah."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly moved to the window.