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Chapter 152: Half the success rate

Chapter 152: Half success rate

There is still a long distance between France and South Korea. Xiaoxiao has slept on the plane for ten hours since she came here from China, and it is impossible to sleep through it now.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Feng Xinmeng began to cough violently again.

Feng Yichi hurriedly looked for tissues everywhere. Apparently his daughter's cough affected his nerves. This upright man in the underworld would also show softness in front of his daughter.

"Mr. Feng, don't panic, let me do it." Xiaoxiao walked over and sat next to Feng Xinmeng. He gently lifted her head and placed it on his legs.

He calmly took out a tissue and wiped the spit for her. The other hand gently touched her chest.

Soon, Feng Xinmeng stopped coughing, and the uncomfortable expression on her face became somewhat relieved.

"Thank you." Feng Yichi said.

Xiaoxiao shook her head. Although she really wanted to have a good relationship with Feng Yichi, looking at this little girl, she was sincerely helping. After all, she was just a child and shouldn't have to suffer so much: "I also have five

Old child, I understand how you feel. Seeing your child injured is like digging into your heart." Thinking of the scene after Maomao was beaten by Hongxuemei, the heartache still secretly remains in my heart.

"You have a five-year-old child? Do you look 20 years old?" Feng Yichi asked in surprise.

Xiaoxiao smiled: "I'm already 24."

"I can't tell... Could it be that Xuanyuan Lie is your husband? Haven't you heard that he is married?"

He immediately waved his hand: "How is it possible? How could he be my husband? I only acted with him out of some relationship."

"Who is your husband?" Feng Yichi became interested.

Xiaoxiao did not expect that Feng Yichi turned out to be such a talkative person. When she first saw him, she thought he was a cold and silent person like Xuanyuan Lie: "Well, I am a single mother. By the way.

, Where is Xinmeng’s mother? Why haven’t you seen her?” In order to change the subject, she immediately talked about the little girl in her arms.

The expression on Feng Yichi's face became stiff, and his eyes stared straight at Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao also immediately realized that something was wrong. Something like that happened to the Feng family yesterday, and at least 70% of the people died. Maybe Feng Yichi’s wife also passed away in yesterday’s war: “I’m sorry, I

Not on purpose."

He shook his head and said: "You don't need to apologize, it's okay. Xinmeng's mother passed away half a year ago."

"Oh. I'm sorry for bringing up your sadness." He lowered his head and looked at the little girl in his arms. Xin Meng was very beautiful, so her mother must have been a beauty too.

There was a little silence.

Feng Yichi said: "Is your child a boy or a girl?"

"It's a little boy."

"Oh? When Xin Meng wakes up, be sure to introduce her to her. They will definitely become good friends." Feng Yichi said.

Xiaoxiao nodded. Maomao himself didn't have many friends of the same age. Although the distance was a bit far away, it would be nice to make some friends.

After spending a few hours together on the plane, the atmosphere between her and Feng Yichi had improved a lot. They were no longer as unfamiliar as the first time they met.

After arriving in South Korea, although she was very tired, she didn't stay for even a moment. Xiaoxiao followed her own memory and took her father and daughter directly to the door of the money-demanding clinic. This place was still as shabby as before, as if it was about to close down.

Same as the clinic.

Feng Yichi raised his head and glanced at the door plaque of the clinic: "You want money?"

"Well, as I said before, this is an underground clinic. I only discovered it when I came here by chance. The medical skills are absolutely top-notch. Although I can't guarantee Xinmeng, there is always a glimmer of hope."

"Um."

Without saying anything, Xiaoxiao knocked on the wooden door.

After a while, the wooden door was opened. It was old man Baiyao who opened the door.

"Mr. Baiyao, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?" Xiaoxiao nodded politely.

Seeing Xiaoxiao, Baiyao had a hint of surprise in her eyes, and then her eyes fell on the man beside her. She paused for a moment, narrowed her eyes, and saw the little girl in the man's arms.

"Ten thousand."

"Huh?" Feng Yichi, who didn't know the situation, was obviously stunned.

Xiaoxiao had already been baptized countless times by the desperate attitude of asking for money. She said to Feng Yichi: "This is the rule here. They like to charge opening fees."

Feng Yichi nodded.

The two of them followed Baiyao in, and soon arrived in front of the counter. Baiyao said while standing by the credit card machine: "Girl, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

"Mr. Baiyao is joking, aren't I here to recruit business for you?"

"Yes, yes. You are really worried about our desperate need for money for the clinic. Even the head of the Feng family, one of the five major families, the God of Wealth, has been recruited for us." Baiyao said casually.

Feng Yichi squinted his eyes. This clinic, which looked shabby on the outside, was magnificent and magnificent on the inside. Not to mention, the old man recognized him at a glance. It was indeed not simple.

Xiaoxiao was also surprised: "Mr. Baiyao is really a wise man."

"Heh. Stop flattering me. There's no discount for flattering me. I think you two are doing fine. You're not sick or hurting. You brought a little girl to see the doctor." Baiyao looked at Feng Yichihuai.

little girl in .

"Exactly." Xiaoxiao nodded.

Baiyao stepped forward and took Feng Xinmeng from Feng Yichi's arms. He looked around and touched her chest. Then he shook his head: "The success rate of the operation is 50%. It's better to do it."

Don’t do it?”

He was able to tell Feng Xinmeng's condition just by looking at it, which shows how powerful his medical skills are.

Although the success rate was only 50%, Feng Yichi was already overjoyed. Other doctors only said that the success rate was 10%. That was like performing an operation behind the scenes of hell, but here, there was a half chance.

Sex: "Do it!" This is the only way to save my daughter's life.

"Wait." Xiaoxiao stopped Feng Yichi.

Baiyao asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Baiyao, is there only a 50% success rate? Is there any way to improve the success rate?" She accidentally learned from Bai Lan last time that in this clinic, the best medical skill in this clinic is

It’s Bai Yue, the owner of the money-hungry clinic!

The old man Baiyao smiled: "Little girl, you just came here to ask us for money once, but you have learned all the tricks."


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