At the same time, Yun Jingchu's fingers left Professor Xu's wrist. She had just checked that Professor Xu's health was fine.
"..." Professor Xu looked at Yun Jingchu, his lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. He just looked at Yun Jingchu worriedly. Yun Jingchu patted Professor Xu's arm comfortingly.
, then looked at the middle-aged man on the sofa, smiled lightly and said: "Let us take a look at your son first."
"No problem." After saying that, the middle-aged man stood up and walked to the bedroom next to him, "Come with me."
Yun Jingchu helped Professor Xu to the bed, told Baili Wushang to take care of him, and then followed him with Wu Jiu.
As soon as he entered, Yun Jingchu felt like he was walking into a ward. The medical equipment inside was very comprehensive and advanced.
On the huge bed, a young man in his twenties was lying on the bed, his face was pale, and he had an oxygen tube inserted into his nose and was unconscious.
After the middle-aged man looked at the young man on the bed with loving eyes for a moment, he turned to Yun Jingchu and Wu Jiu and said: "Like Professor Xu's brother, he has advanced liver cancer. Since you can cure Professor Xu's brother, you must
You can cure my son. Besides, my son is so young, so he must have an advantage in terms of physical strength."
"Let's check your son first." Yun Jingchu did not answer the middle-aged man's words, but nodded to Wu Jiu.
Wu Jiu stepped forward and sat down beside the bed, then put his fingers on the young man's wrist, closed his eyes and concentrated on diagnosis.
"Traditional Chinese medicine?" On the side, a middle-aged man raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"That's right." Yun Jingchu said calmly.
After a while, Wu Jiu stood up and nodded silently to Yun Jingchu.
"What do you mean?" Before Yun Jingchu could say anything, the middle-aged man asked eagerly, "Can it be cured?"
"Yes. However, you need to be able to pay enough for the consultation." Yun Jingchu said with a slight smile.
"No problem. As long as you can cure my son, I will pay you whatever you want, and I will help you if you have any trouble in the future." The middle-aged man said proudly.
"That's great, Your Excellency. It's just that our consultation fee is free." Yun Jingchu smiled slightly and said slowly.
"What do you want without money?" the middle-aged man asked in surprise.
"Looking at your posture, you must be a gangster, right?" Yun Jingchu did not answer the other party's question immediately, but asked slowly.
The middle-aged man frowned, then nodded: "...Yes."
What he did just now was just to let the other party know that he was a gangster. In order to give the other party a blow, he had no intention of hiding it from the other party.
"To be honest, a chief of the military region also asked us to help with medical treatment, but they couldn't give us the medical fee we wanted, so we haven't reached an agreement yet..." Yun Jingchu said slowly.
"..." The middle-aged man frowned in confusion, "What do you want?"
"We asked the other party to provide the military technical information from thirty years ago." Yun Jingchu said calmly.
The middle-aged man's eyes widened in surprise, obviously frightened by Yun Jingchu's answer.
"If you have a way to do this, just provide us with detailed military and technical information, and we will immediately start treating your son." Yun Jingchu continued calmly.
The middle-aged man looked at Yun Jingchu as if he were looking at a madman. He maintained a stunned expression and did not recover for a long time.