Dozo America

The sun shines through the window and is shining on the hospital bed, Forest.

Mr. Hurt looked at Zhen Fan and smiled. He slowly raised his hand and pointed at Zhen Fan.

"I know I had some prejudices against Chinese medicine before, but... who can I count on now? The most ironic thing is that when Western medicine made me despair, Chinese medicine brought me a glimmer of hope."

"Thank you for your trust!" Zhen Fan nodded, "Mr. Hurt, I know that even now you still have doubts in your heart, but what does it matter, because your illness will always be cured!"

"Do you need me to do anything?"

Caroline looked at Zhen Fan, her eyes full of hope.

"We need Mr. Hurt to open this place!" Zhen Fan shook his head towards Caroline, "Is that okay?" He then turned his attention to Forester.

Mr Hurt.

"Of course, Caroline, get me out of this hellish place quickly. I've had enough. Even if it's only for a month, it's better than lying on my own bed at home." Forest.

Hurt laughed, but it was obvious that he was laughing very hard, and the muscles in his face twisted when he moved.

You can hear that, Forest.

Hurt didn't trust Zhen Fan very much, just out of politeness. Besides, he really didn't want to stay here anymore. In his own words, he might survive a month in the hospital, but he might survive at home.

One year's time.

"Can you help me find a wheelchair?" Forest.

Mr. Hurt looked at Caroline, "Looks like I have to go home in a wheelchair. Caroline!"

"Okay, Dad." Caroline looked at Frist.

Hutt then looked at Zhen Fan, nodded to him, and then went out.

"She can see it. This little trick really can't fool her." Forest﹒

Hurt looked at Caroline's expression and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, and said to Zhen Fan, "She must know that I have something to say to you."

"I'm listening, Mr. Hurt."

"What... do you think of Caroline?" Forrest.

Hurt looked at Zhen Fan for a long while before speaking, "I know she doesn't have many friends. There are even fewer friends that she can invite on her own initiative. This is because of the situation in my family."

"I know that there are always many things that a politician's family cannot make their own decisions about." Zhen Fan smiled, "This is what I saw through Hollywood movies and news."

"You are a humorous person!" Mr. Hurt smiled. "I know I don't have much time. I can let go of anything. But I can't let go of Caroline. She inherited her mother's weakness and kindness in her character.

, you know, this is not a good thing in this society where the jungle prevails."

"On this point...can I reserve my opinion?" Zhen Fan spread his hands.

"Of course, this is your right!" Forester.

Hutt nodded, "I have investigated you and know everything you have done since coming to the United States. Of course... I have an appreciative attitude. Of course, if Caroline doesn't like you."

"Mr. Hurt. I don't understand..."

"Caroline likes you, but she doesn't want to admit it." Forrest﹒

Hurt nodded. "What I want to know is, would you give up everything to be with Caroline?"

"No, Mr. Hurt, you may be mistaken. Caroline and I are ordinary friends, and... I will not break up with Christine. This is impossible." Zhen Fan shook his head slowly.

Shake his head.

"I knew this was the result." Forest﹒

Hurt smiled bitterly, "You are a successful person, you are not short of money, and your future is bright, but you know, I like everything to be considered from the perspective of profit, which determines the thoughts of Caroline and me.

The reason for the huge difference.”

"I can understand!"

"Well, if you can send me home, I will thank you very much!" Forest.

Hurt winked at Zhen Fan and said, "I have to look happy so that Caroline can feel at ease."

"You are a good father!" Zhen Fan smiled, and then he heard the door open, and Caroline pushed a wheelchair in. Following him were the dean, his attending doctor and nurses.

"We heard that you were leaving. This is really shocking to us. Although there is no hope now, we can't rule out that miracles will happen in the future." The attending doctor hurriedly told Frist.

Hurt said.

"Mr. Hurt, why don't you think about it?" the dean also advised.

"No, I don't want to die in the hospital, I would rather die in my own bed. If you came to persuade me, then please leave. If you helped me to be discharged from the hospital, then... please help me and lift me to the wheelchair.

Come on, it's as simple as that, okay?" Hurt looked at the dean and the attending doctor unceremoniously.

"Okay!" The dean and the attending doctor looked at each other and nodded helplessly.

The group of people left the ward. Caroline pushed the cart and walked in front, knowing that Zhen Fan was sending Frist.

Mr. Hurt carried him into the car, and then the dean and the attending doctor left.

"Are you sure he can only live for one month?" the director asked the attending doctor again.

"Yes, this kind of case has happened before. One month is a relatively optimistic estimate." The attending doctor shook his head, "Maybe Mr. Hurt's idea is right. If it were me, I would rather die at home.

Not a hospital."

Watching the car slowly leave the hospital, the two of them turned and left. This was not the only hopeless patient they sent away, and it certainly would not be the last one.

"Okay, Mr. Hurt, I think you still need a home nurse so that Caroline can take care of you!" Zhen Fan said to Frist.

Hurt put him on the bed and covered him with a sheet.

"I will take care of daddy!" Caroline was busy on the side. Because she was discharged from the hospital, the attending doctor gave Frist.

Hurt prescribed a lot of medicine to slow down his illness and relieve his pain.

"You don't have to work so hard. Don't wait for your father to recover before you fall ill again."

"Will my father's illness be cured?" Caroline took Zhen Fan's hand and asked eagerly again.

"Yes, I promise!" Zhen Fan nodded, then turned to Frist.

Mr. Hurt said. "I know you have a sense of distrust in Chinese medicine, but why not give yourself a chance and give Caroline a hope?"

"Okay. My words still stand!" Forest.

Hurt thought for a moment and smiled, "Can you treat me now?"

"Of course, I will give you an injection, and then I will give you an injection every day. Finally, I will use Chinese medicine to treat you. If you want to be completely cured, it depends on how you cooperate."

"Come on, what do you need me to do?"

"Just take off your shirt. This will make it easier for me to perform acupuncture." Zhen Fan said and took out a box from his bag. "Caroline, hold Mr. Hurt's upper body and let him sit down."

Caroline quickly stepped forward and pushed Frist hard.

Hurt straightened his body and sat up on the bed. Zhen Fan also came over and took off his shirt. He took out the slender silver needle from the box and began to give Frist.

Mr Hurt had an injection.

This time, Zhen Fan will use his inner energy to guide the acupuncture points inserted by the silver needles to warm and repair Forester step by step.

Hutt's heart until it was rejuvenated.

Forest﹒

Hurt had a strange feeling, that there was suddenly something like a little mouse running around in his body, and finally gathered in his heart. The whole process made him feel very comfortable, and his whole body was full of energy. It seemed as if he could get out of bed and start exercising right away.

.

"Don't move. Don't talk. Relax. Don't think about anything. If you feel something inside your body, just let it swim around and leave it alone!" Zhen Fan seemed to know Frist.

Hurt's heart immediately reminded him verbally.

A steady stream of sweat gradually appeared on Zhen Fan's forehead. This time he spent a lot of his inner breath, just to give it to Forest for the first time.

Mr. Hurt's extremely shocking therapeutic effect made him give up his prejudice against traditional Chinese medicine.

"Zhen, do you need a break?" Caroline on the side said apologetically.

"Don't make a sound! It will be fine soon." Zhen Fan said, his fingers constantly guiding the silver needle, making it tremble continuously.

"It's amazing!" Caroline smiled.

"Huh..." Zhen Fan suddenly stopped, exhaled deeply, and relaxed his whole body. He slowly and gently pulled out the silver needle, then carefully cleaned the needle and put it into the box.

"How is it? How is my father?" Caroline asked Zhen Fan eagerly.

Zhen Fan looked at her with a smile: "Why don't you ask your father in person? He is awake. Even though he has his eyes closed now, he can hear you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Forest.

Hurt opened his eyes and smiled: "Yes, I heard it. I have to say that I seem to be full of energy now. I can even become a substitute player for the Lakers." Then he looked up at Zhen Fan with complicated eyes.

Very excited too.

"I know my previous prejudices, Zhen, but... you let me see what real Chinese medicine is. Is this the magic of it?" Forest.

Hurt said, pushing Caroline's hand away to prevent her from supporting him.

In Caroline's surprised eyes, Forest.

Mr. Hurt actually sat up slowly, then sat on the edge of the bed, wearing slippers, and slowly stood up.

"Oh my God! You did it, Dad!" Caroline covered her mouth and screamed in surprise.

"Yes, I did it!" Forest.

Mr. Hurt opened his hands, gently held Caroline in his arms, and kissed her forehead.

"It's that simple, I did it!"

Forest﹒

Mr. Hurt said this sentence again, which shows how excited he was.

Caroline gently broke away from Forrist.

Mr. Hurt walked towards Zhen Fan in his arms, then gently opened his arms and hugged Zhen Fan tightly without saying a word, just hugging him so tightly.

Zhen Fan opened his hands, but did not put them behind Caroline's back. He was looking at Frist.

Mr. Hurt smiled bitterly.

"Let her hold her. She has endured too much these days. Thank you, Zhen, for letting me see what the greatest doctor is and what the greatest medical skills are." Forrist.

Hurt did not hesitate in his words of praise.

"Caroline!" Zhen Fan gently touched Caroline's shoulders and pushed her away slightly, keeping a certain distance between them. "This is a good thing. Your father still has a chance. I said, I want to cure him, this is just the beginning!" Zhen Fan nodded pampering her.

"Thank you, I know you can do it. It's just like what you said to the survivors on the isolated island, right?" Caroline looked up at Zhen Fan.

What did I say at that time? Zhen Fan was a little confused. Maybe the media used their imagination and made it up. But now he has to follow her and say: "Yes, that's it." (To be continued, please search Gone with the Wind Astronomy and novels are better and updated faster!