Ten minutes later, Mr. Wu took my pulse, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Not bad, I'm recovering well, but I have to keep taking the medicine."
"Yes, I haven't fallen behind during this period of time."
"That's fine. There's no big problem. Just go to the hospital for regular check-ups to check the situation."
I nodded and asked Mr. Wu out of curiosity: "Mr. Wu, there is something I am particularly curious about."
Mr. Wu seemed to know what I was going to ask. He smiled and said, "You want to ask why I can cure your disease, right?"
I nodded and said, "Yes, I'm just very curious. My disease is already terminal. I went to Peking Union Medical College and major foreign hospitals, but it didn't work, but you..."
"Are you still doubting me now?"
I quickly shook my head and said, "No, no, no, I'm just very curious."
Mr. Wu changed his sitting position, picked up his pipe, lit it and took two puffs and said, "I'm not a god. If your disease is really terminal, there's nothing I can do about it."
I frowned and said, "You mean, my disease is not terminal yet?"
"No, the cancer cells in your body have not metastasized, so it can be cured. If metastasis occurs, there is really nothing you can do to save it."
I nodded my head in understanding, and Mr. Wu added: "Traditional Chinese medicine focuses on symptomatic medication. Cancer is not something to be afraid of. The only fear is that you don't know you have cancer, which will lead to the metastasis of cancer cells."
"So Mr. Wu used Chinese medicine to control the cancer cells in my body?"
"You can also think of it this way. It's like fighting fire with fire. So I told you the risks before I treated you. I didn't scare you about those risks. It's indeed possible to encounter them."
I took a long breath and said, "How long can I last, Mr. Wu, in my current situation?"
Mr. Wu frowned and was silent for a long time before saying: "It's hard to say, maybe three to five years, maybe ten, or twenty years. It depends on your own physical condition."
In fact, I am content if I can live for another three to five years. If I can live for a few more years, it will be a profit.
"Mr. Wu, you gave me this life. I won't say any more words of gratitude. From now on, you are my relative."
Mr. Wu looked at me, smiled, and said, "Well, I am also destined to you, and you have done so much for the Miao village. I have distributed all the land to the villagers."
I nodded, and Mr. Wu asked me again: "By the way, how is Nanxing doing these days? Is she still used to it?"
"At first, she was not used to it. She was always locked in a room alone. Now I let her go to the company to do some things, and I also let her get to know some colleagues. It is much better."
"Well, that's fine. Nanxing has never been out of the mountains since she was a child, let alone such a prosperous big city. She's not sensible, so you should be more considerate."
"Mr. Wu, Nan Xing is very sensible. She is just not used to it. She is much better now and will be better in the future."
Mr. Wu stood up, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Okay, you go to bed early. You are tired from the day. I'll go talk to Nan Xing for a while."
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After spending one night in the Miao village, Wu Nanxing and I set off back to Chongqing the next morning.
I originally asked Nan Xing to stay at home for a few days, and I would pick her up in a few days, but she didn't want to, saying that she couldn't be half-hearted now that she was at work.
We all respected her choice and let her go back with me.
This time she left without being as reluctant as last time. This was her change. Although she still looked back three times, she left with a smile this time.
There was not much trouble along the way, and we returned to Chongqing that afternoon.
I immediately sent Wu Nanxing to the residence she shared with her colleague, and then drove home myself.
There was an Alfa commercial car parked at the entrance of the yard, which made me full of doubts. I looked into the car and saw that there was another person sitting inside, but he should be the driver.
I didn't think much about it. After entering the house, I saw a strange man sitting in the living room. Judging from the man's dress, he didn't look like an ordinary person, and he also looked a bit mixed-race.
An Lan was also in the living room. When she saw me coming back, she got up and walked over to me: "You're back."
I nodded, looked at the man sitting on the sofa with confusion, and asked her, "Who is he?"
Before An Lan could speak, the man sitting on the sofa stood up and said proactively: "Is it Chen Feng?"
I walked towards him with a puzzled look on my face and looked at him from head to toe.
The first impression this man gave me was very bad. I admit that he is very handsome. He is the kind of person who even looks handsome to a man.
Moreover, his whole body gave people a sense of oppression, which made me feel that the man in front of me was not a good person.
But he smiled the whole time. Seeing that I was silent, he spoke again: "I am An Lan's college classmate, and my Chinese name is Sean."
I looked at An Lan, and she nodded to me, then turned to the man named Sean and said, "I told you, I can't make the decision in this matter, so you don't have to come to me again."
Sean still smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I have a lot of time. When you think about it clearly, please contact me at any time."
After saying that, he walked out the door, and when he passed by me, he extended his hand to me, wanting to shake my hand.
Anyway, I felt that this person was unfriendly, so I didn’t shake his hand or say a word to him.
In the end, he could only withdraw his hand in embarrassment, and then left with a smile.
It wasn't until I heard the sound of car engines disappearing outside that I finally asked An Lan, "What is this person doing here?"
An Lan sighed heavily and replied: "I'm here for my dad's company."
I was stunned for a moment and said, "Didn't your father's company announce its dissolution long ago?"
"It's not disbanded, it's just..." An Lan seemed to have something on his mind, and suddenly fell silent again.
"Just what?" I asked curiously.
She was silent for a while and said: "Come to the study, I will tell you slowly."
When we came to the study, An Lan suddenly said to me apologetically: "I'm sorry Chen Feng, I have lied to you before."
I was even more confused, what happened?
Seeing the confusion on my face, An Lan said to me again: "My father's company has actually never been dissolved, and it cannot be dissolved casually. The company controls nearly all business transactions in Europe, so it cannot be dissolved so easily."
That’s right. Anshi Financial’s reputation is so great, how could it be said to be disbanded?
It’s just that I haven’t heard any news about Anshi Finance for so long, so why did it suddenly appear again now?
I looked at An Lan in great surprise and asked, "Does this have anything to do with you?"
"I have the palm print here. You should know about the palm print, right?"
I nodded and said, "So that person just came to you for a palm print?"
"Yes, his father was my father's best friend during his lifetime, and his father has always been running the company. Now that his father has passed away, he has taken over all the affairs of the company."
"Then why does he come to you to ask for a palm print?"
"He wants to take complete control of the group. He came to see me before you came back."
I remembered that Gao Sheng had told me before that a handsome guy who looked like a foreigner came to An Lan again and again. I had doubts about this, but I didn't think much about it.
Now I finally know what's going on, but I still don't understand. Didn't An Lan hand over all the group's affairs to her mother?
After being silent for a while, I finally asked An Lan: "I remember that you handed over all the affairs of the group to your mother, why is the palm print still with you?"