Women's Prison Male Doctor

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Seeing my doubts, Chen Hao said: "Ghost knows, my father said before that this club is still useful, but it just doesn't give that boy a penny, hehe, he's mad at him."

I am even more curious about Mr. Chen's identity. The most famous person in Singapore is the Li family who is the richest man in Asia. I haven't heard of anyone with the surname Chen who is awesome. I am a little bit sure about this person. It is not allowed whether he is a good person or a bad person, but people who know about the South Vietnam incident can see that he is indeed a bad person through and through.

After the two or five boys nodded and bowed, a group of big guys entered the cabin and replenished fuel near the pier. I was about to go to the Taishi chair to continue fishing, and this thing actually came all the way towards me.

Chen Hao on the side frowned: "Hey, Er Wu, don't try to get close to me, I don't have the money to help you invest."

The boy was not angry, but smiled politely: "Mr. Chen, I'm looking for Mr. Lin, can you avoid it for a while?"

Looking for me?I suddenly wondered, I have never met or communicated with this person, Hao Pixel, how could this guy have trouble with me?

"Hello?" Even though I dislike such people, I put down the fishing rod politely, stood up and asked.

"Although it's a bit abrupt, I do have something to do with Mr. Lin." I have to say, these two or five boys are still very polite, no matter how unhappy Chen Hao can only snort and walk away, at the same time he stretched out a hand, "Hello, my name is Wenjin."

I frowned, stretched out my hand, and asked, "What can Mr. Wen want from me?"

"I belong to President Liu." Wen Jin looked around and found that there were no people or monitoring equipment, and then whispered.

My heart skipped a beat, someone from Liu Bingsheng?

Without changing my expression, I shook his hand away, and then said with a gloomy expression: "Mr. Wen, if you are the person they sent to find out about me, then give up. The relationship between me and Liu Bingsheng, Dean Jiang Knows better than I do."

Wen Jin was taken aback, then remained silent for a long time, and then smiled: "I was the one who was abrupt, Mr. Lin, I hope you can protect yourself on the way to South Vietnam. As for today's words, you can forget them all."

Seeing Wen Jin getting off the boat, my doubts deepened.

After refueling at the pier in Dongfu, the boat continued to head south. After another day passed, we passed through the island country of Philip, and then came to Singapore at the southern tip of Malaysia.

As a private tourist boat, the certificates of this boat are very complete. Jiang Yunguo and the others are also very smart. After leaving the East China Sea, they will not go to the South China Sea. They will always go to the territorial waters or high seas of other countries. In the end, it was Chen Yuanyuan who feasted on her mouth, and I also became a fishing expert on the boat.

It's hard to believe that a doctor like me can have such a nickname, but these are not the key points. A magnificent pier appeared in front of us—this harbor may also be one of the largest ports in the world.

I am particularly curious about Singapore, a Chinese country. It is not a big land, but its economy is extremely prosperous. Apart from customs, the main income of such a small place is tourism, not gaming and gaming like Hong Kong and Macau. It is hard to imagine. There is nothing worth visiting in such a small place.

After the boat slowly docked at the port, we were allowed to disembark for a tour. In the past two days, I also learned that the destination of those rich second generations is also Singapore, which happened to be the protective color of Jiang Yunguo and others. These are not important anymore. When I entered the urban area of ​​Singapore, I realized why the tourism industry in this country is so developed.

The tourism industry in general countries is endowed by nature or created by the ancients, but Singapore is indeed the entire city, such a large and populous city, the green facilities are very good, there are flower beds and isolation belts everywhere, if the old and beautiful Manhattan is If it is called a steel forest, Singapore is a real forest city.

This has also led to the emergence of many ecological construction engineers in Singapore. From Chen Hao, I learned that his father, Chen Jialin, is a top ecological engineering designer, and his professional status and authority are probably similar to that of He Shaohua.

However, I know that he has another identity, that is, he is a high-level member of the North Vietnam Revival Project, at least it seems to be so now. After disembarking and wandering casually under the invisible surveillance of two South Vietnamese mercenaries, I was invited by Chen Hao Jiang Yunguo was obviously worried about visiting their home, but Chen Jialin didn't think so, so I took Fang Tiande with me along the way.

After being picked up by the car, a beautiful three-story villa appeared in front of him. It is conservatively estimated that the garden and lawn are at least [-] square meters. Fang Tiande, a young man from the countryside, couldn't close his mouth when he saw it.

Big money, really rich.

"Hey, old man, this villa was designed by my father himself." Chen Hao introduced it quite proudly.

I didn't take it seriously: "Such a big house is not afraid of being haunted. No wonder Yuanyuan is afraid of thunder. Living in such an empty environment, it is impossible not to be afraid of thunder or ghosts."

What I said is well-founded. Although the research on psychology is not very young, but I still understand a lot. Hearing my words, Chen Yuanyuan's face was instantly defeated, and then a pink fist hit me on the chest: " You are necrotic, where are the ghosts? Only your family has ghosts!"

Chapter 6 and One

This punch on my body is no different from tickling. Thinking about how this girl framed me, I felt a bad taste, I shrugged my shoulders, and said indifferently: "Tch, believe it or not, I am a doctor, a doctor You know, he's also half a scientist!"

This time, Chen Yuanyuan's last stubbornness was also shattered by my words, and she was in a bad mood: "Really...really?"

"Fake!" Fanxi on the side glared at me, then coaxed Chen Yuanyuan and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense, there is no ghost in this world, there is a coward in front of us."

"Let's just stand like this?" Chen Hao seemed to be used to seeing his sister being bullied. It seemed that this guy had frightened Chen Yuanyuan a lot. One of the people in my house."

"It's my honor to say that?" I teased half-jokingly, then pointed at Fang Tiande, "And him."

"Well, this old man is too." After being made a fuss by me, Chen Hao's sense of superiority from the rich second generation collapsed in an instant, and he stopped talking to me about unnecessary things.

The Chen family villa is a three-story building with a small garage outside. A limited-edition Lamborghini Batmobile is randomly parked outside like a toy. Even the floor on the lawn is made of marble instead of cement.

In addition, I found that there are many secret whistles around this huge building. At least I found the light of two mobile phones in a stretched Lincoln in the small garage that was open. Such a top rich man, himself And doing such dangerous things, it's really impossible not to build the house like an iron bucket.

I don't know if this is the sadness or happiness of the rich. It is estimated that even Chen Hao and Chen Yuanyuan, who are children, don't know why there was a gunfight at home one day.

After entering the room, the first floor is a place similar to a dance party, with a bar, a dance floor, and microphones. I don’t know what materials the building is made of, and the sound insulation is top-notch.

"Apart from your father, son, father and daughter, who else lives in your family?" Fang Tiande looked around, amazed, and asked a rather idiotic question.

"Of course there is my mother." Chen Hao glanced at Fang Tiande contemptuously, and immediately decided that he must be a country bumpkin, "Oh, and my grandfather, who has been seriously ill for many years, my mother basically stayed at home to take care of him."

"Severely ill for many years?" I was suddenly surprised that such a good family environment, there is still an incurable disease, "Cancer? Or what?"

"It's not cancer, and it's not any other terminal illness." Chen Hao sighed, "I've been suffering from this disease for many years, and I have invited many doctors in the world to make no difference. I can only hang my life. One day is one day."

I suddenly wondered, except for terminal illnesses, there are not many diseases that can make a wealthy family like the Chen family helpless. This kind of situation must not be AIDS or something, it must be some kind of mutated syndrome.

For no reason, and I don't know why I said, "Why don't you let me take a look?"

"You?" Chen Hao, Fan Qian, and Chen Yuanyuan all looked at me, "Those famous doctors in the world, five or sixty-year-old old doctors who have won medical awards, can't help it. Many of them are grandpas. If you can’t survive next year, what else can you do, it’s useless to watch, my grandpa doesn’t like doctors to bother him.”

I was silent for a while, and realized that I really had no obligation to help others see a doctor.

Just when I had this idea myself, a voice suddenly came from behind me, which shocked Fang Tiande a lot: "Since he is also a doctor, let him take a look, there is a glimmer of hope."

"Mr. Chen." I turned around and greeted quickly. Chen Jialin is a relatively introverted middle-aged man, exuding the air of a scholar from all over his body, but he still has a bit of a ruffian feeling. It can be seen from his hopeful eyes that this Chen Jialin must be a filial son.

As the saying goes, goodness and filial piety come first, and many vicious and vicious people are not afraid of anything. They kill anyone they see, but they are like a harmless little sheep in front of their parents. I remember the serial killings that happened in China back then. In this case, the murderer with eighteen lives on his hands surrendered immediately when the police finally brought his mother.

Maybe not everyone is like this, but there are not many people like Jiang Wudao. At least, when it comes to a certain special situation, the last thing a person thinks of is his living parents, children, and his spouse is even ranked third bit.

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In my opinion, Chen Jialin, who is no different from the anti- and activists, even if he is a dutiful son, I don't feel a little surprised.

"Uh, that Mr. Chen, Chen Hao also said just now that famous doctors in the world can't see anything, what else can I do, if I touch the old man, I can't bear it." Attitude wants to take a look, but now I still refuse reflexively in this situation.

"But you said just now that you wanted to take a look. Don't you think that you are a little inconsistent?" Chen Jialin coughed and glared at Chen Hao when I rejected him so directly, "You kid, I didn't tell you, As long as you are a better doctor, you can treat grandpa, there is always a glimmer of hope."

Chen Hao shrank his neck when he was so drunk, he seemed to be very afraid of his father, and said embarrassingly: "Dad, I'm not afraid that grandpa will be disturbed. In the past two years, there have been [-] or [-] doctors who have come to see a doctor at home. But I still haven't seen any results, Uncle Jiang is powerful enough, didn't he just shake his head while watching it a while ago?"

"Let me see, this disease must be some kind of Lao Shizi's heart disease. It can't be seen, and the medicine is useless." I was taken aback for a while, is he still a grandson?

I smiled helplessly and asked: "That Mr. Chen, I really want to see the old man because of my attitude towards medicine, or the pride and unyielding spirit of my profession. Alright."

I suddenly felt that I was impulsive just now, but I can’t blame myself. Generally, when faced with something like a certain person’s illness, it may be due to professional reasons. I subconsciously want to take a look. Maybe others can’t do it but I can do it myself .

Now that things have come to this point, I don’t think there’s any need to show off. At that time, there will be an oolong. If Mr. Chen wants to wear a small shoe in my South Vietnam career in the future, I will suffer. Who knows if he still treats me "Sleep" His daughter is worried about it?

Chapter 6 and Two