The time of a new beginning, the sunshine shines on the lake, and the bright morning welcomes something brand new,
Minneapolis, somewhere in the city,
It is still an underground place where no information can be found just by looking at the location. In the underground space like a bar, several figures with different but extraordinary characteristics are sitting together.
"It's only been two nights since we broke into the coastal base, and we've been summoned again so soon,"
Still dressed in handsome black clothes, the figure sitting on the main seat of the sofa is wild and loose, and the legs are crossed and slender, showing a sense of casualness.
Celica looked up at the agent whose voice was only on the screen, and lowered her questioning eyes:
"What do you want to do this time?"
Sitting on the seats around the coffee table in the center of the bar, Annabelle's beautiful face was folded proudly with her arms folded, Ryder looked calmly waiting for a response, and Sion's middle-aged face had a smile on his face.
Lynn, who was sitting in an extremely upright posture and covering her face, still remained silent and silent.
Last night, each of them received an urgent contact from Fiseld and flew to the city of Minneapolis from all over North America to gather again.
Although people in Los Angeles have already learned about this commission, it is a large commission that includes more than one task.
But they really didn't expect that the next mission would come so soon.
Only two days have passed...
"Due to some emergencies, there is an urgent task that needs to be entrusted to you."
The agent's voice came from the TV that was usually used to play music. Listening to his tense tone, which revealed that he was not optimistic, Celica asked casually without caring:
"Is this another attack on your trump card?"
"If you don't want to pick up someone, no one will stop you."
Humming coldly, upon hearing Celica's words, Annabelle looked at her sideways with bright eyes, and spoke out with her words still full of hostility,
Apparently the last time they acted together didn't allow the team to develop any friendship at all.
No one else said a word in response to the verbal argument between the two most powerful women in the team, and listened to Annabelle's usual thorny words and didn't care.
Celica was leaning on the sofa, looking like a beautiful figure from a chaotic neighborhood in a movie, which was particularly suitable for the background of the bar.
"What exactly is the mission this time?"
Ryder spoke calmly, the most steadfast and reliable figure among the people, Ryder looked at the screen and asked aloud,
"Yes, is it possible to break into the official base to contain the powerful enemies of the association like last time?"
Looking like a middle-aged and kindly handsome uncle, Xion also smiled and relaxed the atmosphere.
The agent's voice was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke:
"It's probably more difficult than that."
...
Surprised, argued, discussed, and confirmed the plan, the several-hour pre-war meeting ended. As a C-level person, he didn’t say much. The last one walked out of the underground bar.
Fangran looked at the dark, elongated luxury car parked in front of him at that moment, opened the door and got in the car to leave.
"The relationship between Rufus and the Future Consortium has been confirmed, the location of the medical company's factory has been found, and the actions with other participants have been successfully finalized,"
"The only thing left is to find the hidden dangers of the other party, recover the funds, and stop the association's plan to bring down the stocks in the medical field..."
Seeing Fangran finish meeting the participants and getting into the car, talking about the progress of the matter one by one, Adeline looked at him and raised his hands on his lap, showing off the soft space on his thighs.
"Master, do you want to take a nap?"
"Um?"
While listening to her usual report on matters, Fangran recalled the action plan for tonight at the meeting just now and practiced the simulation over and over in her mind to make sure there were no omissions.
Hearing this sudden turn of words, he subconsciously looked at Adeline and was slightly startled.
"Being tense for a long time is not conducive to adjusting your state. Since the night before yesterday, Master, you have been like a high-speed gear."
"Forehead...."
When she said this, she suddenly looked stunned, and then she felt a little introspective and became speechless.
Perhaps it was the chase through the city and the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco, or perhaps more likely it was the pressure of losing ten billion dollars.
The urgency of the sudden change in the situation ignited the sense of crisis in his heart.
Once he senses a crisis or locks a target, he will slowly become quiet, serious, and prudent, focusing on his own goal regardless of others and going all out.
This is his character,
This is also a bad habit he has had since he was a child...
Fangran had already begun to reflect on whether he was too ruthless towards the two employees who might have just received some kickbacks...
Thinking that Adeline was right, he should really relax and adjust for tonight's action, but he didn't have the nerve to lie on her lap.
Fangran took a long breath, relaxed his straight shoulders and leaned on the luxurious and soft seats in the car.
"Ha...I'm lucky. The participants are very strong, but you slept as short as me and you still run around with me. Is it okay?"
"Are you sleeping with a young master who is very strong?"
Fang Ran: "..."
?(///Д///╬Don’t pretend to be a foreigner who doesn’t understand Chinese at this time!
Looking at Adeline's beautiful, frigid face, and hearing her calmly and calmly speaking such sarcastic words that were completely contrary to her temperament, I felt like something had been hit hard on my face.
Fang Ran, who could only yell and complain in his heart with shame and anger, finally let out a silent breath.
Hearing the iceberg beauty say such words to him, his heart beat faster. However, being 'interrupted' by her, his mind, which had been busy for the past two days, suddenly relaxed a lot.
Fangran exhaled softly, pressed the button to lower the window,
In the comfort of my hair being blown by the wind, I looked out the window at the scenery and focused my attention on this brand-new city that I had arrived but had not yet had time to understand.
“What is that beautiful white building?”
"The Basilica of St. Mary is a Roman Catholic basilica of the Archdiocese of St. Paul and Minneapolis..."
...
"Is that an inner lake?"
"Well, Lake Calhoun, the largest and most popular lake in Minneapolis, with a surface area of 401 acres, average depth..."
...
"What is that building?"
"The Walker Art Center, one of the most renowned modern art museums in the United States, was built in 1879..."
Listening to Adeline's eloquent introduction to the special sights that she was curious about along the way, Fangran looked at her and wondered how she knew everything:
"You come here so often, why do you feel so familiar?"
"No, considering what you may ask, young master, I made a point of getting to know this city before coming here."
I was slightly stunned by this answer. I thought for a moment that it was probably the same in Los Angeles and San Francisco. I didn't know what to say about her powerful ability without any omissions.
Fangran could only continue to look out the car window at the passing scenery.
Then he saw a rather large white cubic building.
"What's over there?"
"That's a private hospital that focuses on nursing care under Fiseld's name. It's our property,"
Speaking of another familiar answer, Adeline looked at Fangran with her calm eyes and asked:
"Master, do you want to go in and take a look?"
"Is it okay?"
Hearing what she said, Fangran looked at her and asked, and then heard Adeline's confident answer.
"Of course, you are the CEO of the entire Fiseld industry. Whether you expand it or sell it directly can be decided by your idea."
As the words of the fair and cold beauty fell, the dark and long luxury car stopped at the door of the hospital.
I walked out of the car and looked at the rather large hospital building in front of me. I didn’t know what Adeline had contacted. The journey was smooth, and Fangran walked through the hall with her.
After passing the diagnostic building, there was a figure looking at the crowd, all the way to the inside of the hospital at the back.
There was a bright and clean corridor with a unique smell of a hospital, looking at the white-clothed figures who were checking in and working everywhere, and an environment of non-specific conversations. He pressed the button on the device in his ear to translate the languages wafting in the surrounding environment.
There is no high-level visit to the hospital's various advanced equipment and performance results like a leader's inspection.
Fangran just followed Adeline's footsteps and looked at the scene inside the hospital along the way.
Then the moment I heard a cry coming from the Youye Xingchen headphone device,
He suddenly stopped and looked somewhere.
"What's the matter, Master?"
Also stopping, Adeline asked softly beside him,
Without answering, Fangran just walked in one direction and rounded the corner of the corridor. Then he saw the source of the cry.
That's a woman.
She has blond hair and is probably in her thirties. She looks like a beautiful young lady.
It's just that she was standing in front of a doctor at the moment. She tried several times to show a smile that would win the other person's favor, but in the end, she failed.
There is only reluctance and heartbreak with red eyes and tears falling from above,
She didn't dare to look away and shook her head, afraid of hearing rejection and denial. She held on to the last line of defense against crying, and choked out her humble words mixed with prayers:
"Please, doctor, I beg you, I will sell the house to raise the cost of the operation, I can pay anything, so... please, please save him..."
Listening to this uncomfortable request, embarrassment and dumbfoundment flashed across the doctor's face. After the silence, he was extremely cautious for fear of irritating the woman in front of him.
"I will do my best to find a heart that can be transplanted for him..."
Even such an uncertain promise was regarded by the woman as the only life-saving straw. She held the doctor's hand tightly and lowered her head in sadness.
Amidst the surge of tears, I kept repeating the only word with weak gratitude.
"Thank you...thank you...thank you..."
Fangran watched this scene from the corner of the corridor,
Watching the doctor leave, watching the woman calm down her tears after a long time, wiping her eyes and worrying about being seen out, she tried her best to smile and walked into the ward.
He followed him unconsciously, and finally stopped in front of the ward door. He looked at the scene inside the ward through the glass.
The woman with a beautiful smile is talking to the man on the hospital bed,
They chatted happily.
But the man didn't seem to have much energy. He only talked to her for a while, and then his voice slowly became sleepy.
His words gradually became less frequent, but his gaze remained on the woman's face.
He had been staring for a long time, and then he suddenly showed a weak but gentle smile, shaking his head gently at her, as if speaking love words, affectionately and seriously:
"Honey, you can't sell the house, Trisha is still young...she needs those..."
Hot tears rolled down from her eyes in an instant, and she held his hand tightly,
When the woman heard this, her smile was wet with tears.
"But I need you."
Then she grabbed his hand and put it against her forehead, fearing that he would disappear from this world in the next second, her shoulders trembling and begging amidst the sound of broken tears.
"Please, don't leave me..."
...
Standing outside the door, Fangran stared at this scene with fixed eyes,
Do you always see too many life and death partings when you stay in the hospital?
At this moment, I felt like my heart was caught by something, and I took the diagnosis report that a doctor quickly sent me, and then watched him leave without daring to ask any more questions.
Adeline, who had been keeping quiet since just now, read out the medical records beside Fangran:
"Patient, male, 35 years old. Chest X-ray examination showed an enlarged heart. Echocardiography showed enlargement of the whole heart and left ventricular dysfunction..."
"At present, symptomatic treatment is mainly used, and the diagnosis is "inflammatory cardiomyopathy, chronic heart failure, cardiac function level III-IV"..."
"The doctor recommended a heart transplant and we are waiting for a heart source..."
Her already cold voice seemed to make the words particularly cold when she read these words, and listening to Adeline's words,
Fangran just stared into the ward and asked softly, lost in thought:
"Can't that man be saved?"
"It's possible, but it's difficult,"
Adeline said the answer truthfully and not gently.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It is not easy to find matching organ resources, even with the right options..."
“You also need to queue up.”
The moment he heard the last two words, Fangran's eyes widened slightly,
It wasn't until he knew such a fair and cruel reality that he suddenly realized that the scene in front of him did not only exist in front of him.
Then I heard Adeline's plain voice.
"Compared to kidneys and livers, the heart is the type with the least resources for organ transplantation. Not everyone has the opportunity to transplant an organ,"
"Every year, countless people die who cannot wait for a matching organ,"
"Even if we wait for resources, we still have to face the success rate of surgery and rejection, and it is unknown whether we can survive or how long we will live,"
"It is impossible to artificially create organs that are 100% suitable, so we can only rely on body donations that are far from enough,"
"This is the limit of the current level of human medical care."
Limitations of human medicine...
Listening to her last words in silence, there seemed to be some unknown emotion surging in my heart at this moment.
"and,"
But before Fangran could think through this feeling, he heard Adeline say a reality that was even crueler than before.
"The medical expenses for organ transplantation are very expensive, and she may not be able to afford it."
There was a silent silence. He glanced at the woman in the ward who was still holding her husband's right hand. Fangran looked at Adeline and asked softly:
"How much does it cost?"
"The overall cost of a heart transplant is approximately close to 900,000 US dollars, and almost all of the 900,000 US dollars is paid by the Aysom Medical Insurance Company through which they purchased insurance,"
"But nutritional drugs and the extra hospitalization expenses incurred by waiting for a heart attack..."
"The sum of all the expenses outside the scope of compensation is still not a small sum."
Still answering Fangran's question like she knew everything, Adeline finished speaking and then added the patient's family information in the hospitalization information.
"They are just a slightly wealthy family with an annual income of more than 100,000 yuan. This expense is very difficult for them."
Hundreds of thousands of dollars in medical expenses...
Many people cannot save money in their lifetime and remain silent about the price of life money.
Fangran looked straight into the ward and spoke softly:
"I read information on the Internet that one of the reasons why medical care in this country is so expensive is because of many measures to reduce costs,"
"It's always been criticized by powerful top medical interest groups like Fiseld,"
"Due to the strong government lobbying ability and personal connections, it was disintegrated in advance, right?"
Listening to the sharp questions that Fang Ran asked softly at this moment, Adeline lowered her eyes without any wavering.
"I do not deny."
Then he looked at the scene in the ward and spoke softly:
"Fiseld is the largest financial consortium in the world. Its size has blurred the boundaries between capitalists and entrepreneurs,"
"We are involved in various fields, from military to people's livelihood, from shipping to aerospace, and control huge capital,"
"We make huge profits, but we also feed countless families,"
"As for whether its existence is good or bad, my position cannot be explained to you,"
Withdrawing her gaze, she raised her calm eyes and looked at Fangran.
"You need to make your own judgment, young master."
After listening to Adeline's words, she fell into a wordless silence.
Then I don’t know how much time passed, and I don’t know how many things I thought about.
Fang Ran spoke again, looking at the two figures in the ward and gently asked the last question.
"If the 10 billion from Aisim Company cannot be recovered, will it affect their payment of surgical fees?"
"Yes, and it's not just them."
Listening to this answer that I had thought of for a long time, I looked at the woman on the glass floor holding the man's hand tightly beside the hospital bed, unwilling to let go even if she fell asleep.
This scene seemed to suddenly bring back some memories from a long, long time ago.
Fangran watched this scene for a long time,
Then he turned around and walked out without hesitation,
Quick and steady pace, vigorous and resolute!
Came to North America, pursuing the handsomeness in childhood fantasies, and pursuing the truth behind the Association God's Plan,
In the medical field, the actions of the factory tonight, recovering tens of billions of dollars, preventing the stock from falling, everything that has been done these days,
Fangran always thought it was to help Fiseld escape from the crisis from the night battle.
But now, the pace becomes faster again, walking towards the outside of the hospital,