Zhong Hao did not get into Blade's Mercedes-Benz, but got into Ye Lao's black Rolls-Royce, and the two cars drove in the direction of the yard one after the other.
"Zhong Hao, you really didn't disappoint me. You did a beautiful job." In the car, Mr. Ye did not hide his appreciation for Zhong Hao. Zhong Hao's performance was better than he expected, not only his medical skills, but also his words and deeds.
and attitude.
"Grandpa Ye, this is the first patient you have found for me. If you don't do it well, all your hard work will be wasted." Zhong Hao responded very seriously.
He knew that Xu Chengye's identity was definitely not simple. It was far beyond his expectation. From this, we could see how dedicated Mr. Ye was to his affairs.
Zhong Hao's heart was full of gratitude for the old man in front of him, and his best reward was to do his best to cure this old man from brain cancer.
He is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and does not hold onto his talents. This is what Mr. Ye admires most about Zhong Hao.
He has seen too many young people who are arrogant and arrogant with some abilities. In comparison, Zhong Hao is much better in this aspect, and can even be described as very low-key.
A kind smile appeared on Mr. Ye's face, but he seemed to have remembered something and suddenly asked Zhong Hao: "By the way, Zhong Hao, have you done any research on motor neuron diseases?"
Zhong Hao thought seriously for a moment, and then responded: "There are some, we need to see what the symptoms are first."
He is indeed confident in the recovery of neurons, but he has not been exposed to this type of disease, and motor neuron diseases are very complicated. He does not want to directly guarantee anything before he has come into contact with patients.
"If I introduce you to a patient in this field, do you have confidence?" Mr. Ye then asked, with some expectation in his eyes.
Zhong Hao pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then responded: "About 70%, but even if it cannot be cured, I am confident that I can help slow down his condition."
Listening to Zhong Hao's answer, Mr. Ye showed a satisfied smile on his face and said: "Motor neuron diseases are indeed a bit complicated, and the 70% certainty is already very high."
Zhong Hao smiled and didn't say anything else.
Seventy percent certainty may be high for others, but for him, who possesses psychic powers, it is the lowest.
Ye Lao left after sending Zhong Hao back to the yard, and Dao Feng also left. Because Zhong Hao didn't need a car for the time being, he didn't need to wait outside Zhong Hao's yard for several hours.
After returning to the yard, Zhong Hao went directly back to the room.
It was just after two o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still more than three hours before Xu Chengye's invitation in the evening. Zhong Hao did not waste any time and started to continue his studies directly.
He is basically at the introductory stage of Chinese medicine now. He basically doesn’t know the four most basic Chinese medical treatment methods of looking, smelling, asking, and cutting. The acupuncture techniques are also very amateur, so he must do it in the shortest possible time.
Enrich the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine within a short period of time.
At least after meeting a colleague, he will not be exposed because of his lack of knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine.
Moreover, he will face more and more patients in the future, and he must have an in-depth understanding of most diseases.
Fortunately, he has an astonishing learning speed. What other traditional Chinese medicine doctors need ten or twenty years to learn, he only needs a few months at most, and it may even be shorter.
After studying until six o'clock in the evening, Zhong Hao took Daofeng's car and set off towards the place agreed upon by Xu Chengye.
Minghongwan is located in the center of Jincheng City. The hotel is positioned in the high-end market and is a favorite among Jincheng's upper class.
Ming Hongwan's consumption is very high. Basically, white-collar workers with an annual salary of more than 100,000 yuan don't dare to take a step here, because just the price of a meal may cause them pain for a while.
This is also one of the VIP reception points directed by the provincial government. From another perspective, Minghongwan can also be regarded as a flag of Jincheng.
Of course, Zhong Hao basically didn't know these.
For him in the past, a place like Minghongwan was far away from him. Not to mention Minghongwan, even those small fry shops on the street were a very high-end place.
Daofeng drove directly to the Minghongwan parking lot and stopped. However, Zhong Hao and Daofeng did not immediately walk into the hall of Minghongwan. Instead, they stood together in the parking lot and waited.
Only about a minute later, a black Bentley Mulsanne sedan drove into the parking lot escorted by two Hummers.
Several bodyguards quickly got out of the two cars, and then, the door of the Bentley slowly opened.
The first person to walk down was Ye Junyan in a purple dress, followed by Mr. Ye in a Chinese tunic suit.
The noble purple color, the exquisite and almost perfect tailoring and line design, coupled with the slightly rolled up hair and cool temperament, Ye Junyan looks more noble and charming at this moment than yesterday. At this moment, she looks like
It is a holy and beautiful ice sculpture that people cannot bear to desecrate.
Zhong Hao's eyes subconsciously fell on Ye Junyan's cold face. He knew in his heart that the Ye Junyan at this moment was probably the real Ye Junyan.
Zhong Hao suddenly realized that the distance between him and Ye Junyan seemed to be getting farther and farther away.
At this moment, Zhong Hao's mind suddenly came to mind about the scene at the Gilles store yesterday and the scene in the bathroom last night. However, Zhong Hao could not reconcile these with Ye Junyan at this moment.
connect together.
"Zhong Hao, I didn't keep you waiting for too long, right?" As soon as Mr. Ye got off the car, he saw Zhong Hao standing not far away. A kind smile appeared on his face, and he asked Zhong Hao cheerfully.
Basically, in front of Zhong Hao, Mr. Ye's image has always been like this. Zhong Hao definitely didn't know that when he was young, Mr. Ye had a more fiery personality than a cannon. But as he got older, Mr. Ye's
Only then did the excitement subside a little.
"No, I just arrived too." Zhong Hao responded with a smile, and then walked towards Mr. Ye.
Mr. Ye happened to make a phone call to him when he was setting out. Seeing that it was almost time, the two made an appointment to wait for each other in the parking lot.
Ye Junyan's eyes also fell on Zhong Hao. When looking at Zhong Hao, her cold and pretty face that looked like an ice sculpture softened slightly. When Zhong Hao came closer, she whispered
Asked Zhong Hao: "Zhong Hao, is the wound on your hand better?"
Her tone was also very cold, but her tone revealed genuine concern.
"It's much better already."
Feeling the sincerity in Ye Junyan's tone, Zhong Hao suddenly had the feeling that the distance that he thought had gradually widened seemed to be getting closer invisibly.
Ye Junyan then asked: "When are you free tomorrow? I will go to the hospital with you."
Zhong Hao's wound required dressing change, and the doctor asked Zhong Hao to change the dressing every two days.
After Zhong Hao thought for a while, he said, "I don't have anything to do tomorrow. I can go at any time."
"Then I'll call you tomorrow." Ye Junyan said directly, and then said nothing more.
This is a parking lot, and many people's eyes are already on her at this moment, so this is not a suitable place to talk.
"Okay, Chengye is already waiting for us, let's go in first."
Seeing Zhong Hao and Ye Junyan finish talking, Mr. Ye waved his hand, and then the group walked directly towards the hall named Hongwan.
Less than a minute after Zhong Hao left, three Rolls-Royces, two silver and one black, drove into the parking lot.
Immediately afterwards, seven or eight people got out of the three cars one after another. Among these people, Mu Lingyun and Ye Qian were among them. In addition to them, there was Mu Ziran who was dressed like a princess.
