Dozo America

"The first treatment effect may be very good, but... don't expect the same effect in the future. After all, the cure of this disease cannot be rushed. It will be a long-term process." Zhen Fan gave him timely advice.

The excited father and daughter poured cold water on her, "I will come here every day, Caroline. As I said, you definitely need a professional home nurse."

"I know, I will hire a professional home nurse." The improvement of her father's condition made Caroline feel very good, and she agreed without hesitation.

"By the way, Mr. Hurt, I suggest that during the treatment stage, it is best to lie on the bed, which is good for you." Zhen Fan smiled and nodded at Hurt, "I think I have to say goodbye, very soon.

Thank you for your trust, Mr. Hurt."

"No, I should thank you very solemnly!" Hutt nodded really to Zhen Fan, "If my illness is cured, I will file a motion to include Chinese medicine in California's medical insurance system. If you experience this

If you still hold prejudice against Chinese medicine despite the miraculous treatment process, it would be unfair to Chinese medicine and unfair to those patients who are in urgent need of Chinese medicine treatment."

"Thank you very much!" Zhen Fan was waiting for his words. Even if he didn't mention it, he would take the initiative to mention it. Now that Hutt raised this, it was a return favor, allowing Zhen Fan to treat him with peace of mind.

"Of course, traditional Chinese medicine will eventually become one of the main treatments in California's public and private hospitals. I promise that as long as I am a congressman, I will push for the passage of this proposal." Frist.

Hurt still said to Zhen Fan seriously.

"I believe that if you achieve this, you and your achievements will be recorded in the history of California and become the most proud part of California's history!" Zhen Fan also looked at him seriously. "I promise."

"I also promise that I will hire a professional home nurse!" Caroline also imitated Zhen Fan and raised her hands, but because she couldn't hold it in, she burst into laughter, which made the serious person laugh.

The atmosphere was gone.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Goodbye, Mr. Forest Hurt."

"Goodbye, Doctor Zhen!"

This is Forest.

Mr. Hurt solemnly called Zhen Fan doctor.

"Caroline. Why don't you send Dr. Zhen?"

"Okay, I know, I will!" Caroline nodded in a panic, then followed Zhen Fan out and walked out of the room. The two of them walked side by side.

"Thank you, thank you for everything you have done for me and my father!" Caroline raised her eyes and looked deeply at Zhen Fan, "I know that my father didn't trust you at first, but you can do this,

I am really grateful. You are a broad-minded person and a very responsible man."

"Are you making a historical evaluation of me?" Zhen Fan smiled. "And then it will be treasured in the history books as part of the Hutt family's history?"

"I'm sorry!" Caroline blushed a little.

"Okay. Caroline, let's stop here. I'll go back by myself. Don't forget what I said!" Zhen Fan stopped and had already reached the iron gate in front of their villa. A bodyguard opened the door for Zhen Fan.

"Goodbye, Zhen!" Caroline waved to Zhen Fan's back.

"Goodbye, Caroline, go see your father!" Zhen Fan did not look back, turned his back to Caroline, stretched out his hand and waved it in the air a few times, and continued walking forward.

It wasn't until Zhen Fan could no longer be seen that Caroline returned to his father's room. And Forest.

Mr. Hurt was standing in front of the window, looking at the mirror on the wardrobe beside the window. In it, he looked a little old.

"Do you like him?" This is not the first time this question has been asked.

"I don't know!" Caroline didn't say it directly this time, Zhen was just her ordinary friend.

"You know why I said those things to him?" Forrest.

Hurt's spirits are much better than in the hospital, his face is rosier, and he can speak clearly.

Caroline shook her head, was stunned for a moment and then said: "Is it an exchange?"

"Yes, this is one of the reasons. Another reason is that if this matter is really passed by the state assembly, do you think Zhen will become the representative of traditional Chinese medicine in California?"

"Maybe!" Caroline wasn't sure. After all, there are many Chinese medicine practitioners in California, and Zhen is not the only one.

"I know what to do to make him that way!" Forest.

Hurt smiled and said, "As long as he cooperates, I'll be fine. I don't even need his cooperation."

"You want to force this on others again?" Caroline was a little unhappy.

"No, it's your choice." Forest.

Hurt didn't wait for Caroline to answer, and said, "I'm a little tired. There are some things you shouldn't do yourself. Listen to Zhen and find me a good full-time home nurse."

"Yes, Dad!" Caroline nodded and turned to leave.

"Wait, Caroline!"

"What? What's the matter? Dad!"

"If...if Mr. Barna calls again, leave it to me and I will let him know that this game is not over yet, but just the beginning!" Forest.

A smile appeared on Hurt's lips.

"Okay, I get it!" Caroline shook her head helplessly.

Once his father had a chance to live, he showed the same temperament he had in the past. He simply couldn't let go of his business and his political life. This was his father and he could never change it.

"I don't want to live in the hospital. I don't want to stay in this damn place for a minute." Mark.

Bana was lying on the hospital bed, roaring hysterically. He simply could not accept this shameful disease.

Because of constant urinary incontinence, the body loses a lot of water, so he seems very thirsty. He needs to replenish a lot of water before urinating once. But once replenished, the bladder will swell within a short time.

Unable to bear it, the flood poured out.

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Bana looked at him helplessly. He didn't even want to call Caroline now. He was so worried about Mark that he was even a little angry.

"Don't say that. Think about yourself. You mix with those rubbish every day and things like this happen. It's just a matter of time. When you get better, cut off ties with those bastards! Never go to them."

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Bana also growled a few words at Mark.

"Don't say those useless things. What should I do now? I'm so confused. They can't cure me. Why don't they take me to other places?"

"This is the best hospital in California, where else do you want to go?" Emil.

Bana was a little angry, "If you hadn't been unable to control what's in your crotch, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened."

"You taught me that!"

Mark looked up at Emil rebelliously.

Bana, his eyes were full of disdain.

"When you were out having fun, did you ever think about your mother and me at home?" Mark.

Bana was also angry. "If it hadn't been like this, my mother wouldn't have been hit by a car because she went to pick you up on the street in the middle of the night. Are you lecturing me now? Where were you before?"

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Bana took a deep breath and calmed down his emotions. Then he stretched out his palms towards Mark and waved: "I know. It was my fault back then, and I'm still making up for it. I'll give you whatever you want.

Yes, but...can't you restrain yourself?"

"I'm sorry, Dad, I can't control myself. I've had enough!" Mark.

Bana roared angrily, "I want to be discharged from the hospital. Since it can't be cured here, why should I stay here?"

"Okay, you want to be discharged from the hospital. Then leave the hospital!" Since the hospital is helpless, staying here can only let everyone know that Mark.

Bana has this embarrassing and strange disease. Emil﹒

Bana nodded, then went to the doctor to go through the discharge procedures.

"Mr. Congressman, are you sure you want to be discharged? We are still looking for a treatment. Of course it won't be fast, but there is always hope, right? Science is a step-by-step process..." The attending doctor was also preparing to persuade Mark.

Bana will remain in the hospital for observation for a while.

"Do you want your shitty skills to treat me?" Mark.

Bana interjected.

The attending doctor was stunned immediately, not expecting such a bad patient at all.

"That's bullshit. Let's go. I don't want to stay here!" Mark said angrily and pulled Emil away.

Bana left the hospital.

"I'm sorry, my son is like this!" Emil.

Bana shrugged and spread his hands to show that there was nothing he could do.

"Okay, let's do that. If you need anything, you can call me!" the attending doctor said, taking out a business card and handing it to Emil.

Barna.

"Thank you, you are a good person!" Emil.

Bana smiled, turned around and left. Next to Mark was a group of bodyguards. They sandwiched Mark in the middle to prevent outsiders from seeing that he was incontinent.

When they hurried out of the hospital and walked towards their car, they heard someone calling him from behind.

"Mr. Bana, please wait!" The attending doctor chased from behind, somewhat out of breath. He saw Emil.

Bana stopped and walked a few steps quickly.

"You go first, I will come later!" Emil.

Bana was afraid that his son would make a fool of himself again, so he quickly urged the bodyguards to carry Mark into the car, while he stayed to talk to the doctor, "What's the matter?"

"That's right, I apologize for my omission just now." The attending doctor smiled apologetically at him.

"What did you miss?" Emil.

Bana thought his condition had improved, so he quickly asked, "Is there a new discovery about Mark's condition?"

"No, it's not this, but it's not impossible to have a turnaround!"

"What on earth is going on?" Emil.

Bana was a little confused by this doctor.

"It's like you. I know a person. You can go to him and give him a try. He is the best doctor I have ever seen, bar none, if you want." The attending doctor looked serious.

"Who is he?" Emil.

Bana asked eagerly.

"Fan Zhen runs a Chinese medicine clinic in Temecula. His medical skills are very good and he may be able to help you." The attending doctor spread his hands and said, "I can only help you here."

"Thank you, it's better than no hope!" Emil.

Bana stretched out his hand, shook hands with the attending doctor, and waited for the doctor to enter the hospital. He walked to the trash can and threw the business card given by the doctor into it.

"Traditional Chinese medicine? Very interesting suggestion!" Emil.

Bana smiled as if he was laughing at himself. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!