Dozo America

"I decided to leave here. After this time, I finally understood that there is no way that the Modin family has what we need, otherwise Bernard's ability would not be so bad." Pliskin looked at it.

Look, Beasley said, "I'm going to Texas!"

"Going to Texas?" Beasley looked at Pliskin. "Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"It's up to you whether you go or not. I'm not going to provoke anyone. I always feel that the Chinese is a huge threat, but if my abilities don't improve rapidly, I won't provoke him or anyone.

In fact, I plan to live quietly for a while!"

"But there is no need to go to Texas. We can stay here quietly and look for opportunities."

"No, we have no chance at all. We will be closely watched by the government, Mikel's people and the Modin family. We have no chance here, Beasley." Pliskin shook.

He nodded, somewhat incomprehensible to Beasley's stubbornness, "Okay, that's it, Beasley, if you still insist on staying here, I can only wish you good luck."

"Okay, you go your own way. It's better for me to stay here than to have no chance at all!" Beasley looked at Pliskin who stood up and was about to leave, and said firmly.

Pliskin took a few steps, turned around and planned to say something to this guy, but opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything. After walking for a long distance, he spit hard on the ground next to a section of railway track.

Tumo: "What an idiot!" As he said this, a train came over not far away with a huge roar.

Pliskin watched the train pass in front of him, and suddenly jumped up. He landed on the roof of the train lightly and deftly, and he lay on top of it. The train took him and roared in.

In the vast night.

Mikel and Zhen Fan had a carnival, which allowed Zhen Fan to see the old man's vigorous experience. This was all thanks to Mia, who really restored the old man's vitality.

"I can't imagine!" After the carnival, Lance expressed his surprise to Zhen Fan, and then smiled at Mikel, who was still dancing with the beauties on the dance floor, "Hey. Dan

, how old are you? Forty? Fifty?"

"Age is not a problem, the key is here!" Dan.

Mikel stopped. He also felt a little tired. As he walked to Zhen Fan, he pointed to his heart.

Mikel sat down and squeezed with Zhen Fan. He smiled and said: "I plan to keep Steve Luna and Gicaro Bock." The two of them should be enough. Besides,

There is also a Reuben.

Earl. Three people are enough to cope with the situation of the remaining two people. It would be best if they also make some troubles. Mikel's existence is justified.

"We do need someone to be in charge here, but you'd better get in touch with the Modin family. They have a lot of eyes here, so it will be very convenient for you to do things!" Zhen Fan suggested, in fact, even if he didn't say anything, Mikel would definitely do it.

It has joined forces with the Modin family, so this time, both parties feel the crisis.

"By the way, how is Bernard?" Zhen Fan has not been to the hospital yet. He can only ask Mikel.;

"Still in a coma, his internal organs are not damaged, but... I don't know why, he hasn't woken up yet. The doctor gave the result that he has brain damage. Old Mr. Modin is a little worried and is still in the intensive care unit." Mikel

Didn't mention it to Zhen Fan

No matter what the request, he just stated the facts. If Zhen Fan is willing, he will definitely take action. Otherwise, if he pleads, he will just owe him an extra favor. He does not have a deep relationship with the Modin family, let alone the Modin family and Zhen Fan.

There is also history!

"What an unlucky guy!" Zhen Fan shook his head and smiled, "I'll go see him tomorrow!" Zhen Fan took action to protect Bernard's heart, which ensured that he would not die, but he still

I underestimated the damage caused by the huge impact. The trauma alone was shocking enough. Now, brain damage was also added.

After falling from the bridge, brain damage is inevitable. What's more, after jumping off, he still can't regulate his breathing, and he has to guard against being found by some freaks. He holds his breath and concentrates, which aggravates the damage to the brain, resulting in

The phenomenon of fainting.

Neither Mikel’s people nor the Modin family can treat injuries very well. If they are not used properly, they may have side effects. Mr. President accepted the treatment from Mikel and the others.

The effect was not very good, so Zhen Fan was asked to take action.

The next day, Zhen Fan left the yacht early in the morning and drove to the hospital. It was the best hospital in Miami. He went with Mia. Mia drove the car. Because of the yacht show, there was a heavy traffic jam on the road.

, Mia drove for a long time before arriving at the hospital. It was already twelve o'clock.

"Well, I need to know Mr. Bernard Modine's ward!" Mia was talking to a nurse on duty at the front desk, "Yes, we are his friends and want to see him!"

"I'm sorry, this requires Mr. Modin's consent. He said that visits are not allowed now!" The female nurse also knew that what the Modin family said was very important, and it was best not to violate it easily.

"I know, but... I still want to take a look. You can call their family. Are they responsible for the water here?" Mia was still talking to the nurse patiently.

There was a sound of footsteps in the hall, and the sound of people talking to each other. An old man who was not in a good mental state, a middle-aged man with a haggard face, and four or five bodyguards behind them walked inside, and whispered as they walked.

Talk.

"Mr. Modin, Mr. Modin!" The female nurse saw the old man at the door and raised her hand gratefully to say hello, "Hello, Mr. Modin, these two are going in to visit the patient..."

Before the nurse could finish her words, the old man saw Zhen Fan and Mia. He took two quick steps, opened his arms to Zhen Fan and walked over: "Zhen, I didn't expect it to be you. Thank you for coming to see Bernard."

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"He is my friend. Of course I will come to see him. He was so seriously injured. I am very sad that I did not intervene in this situation too early. I'm sorry, Diocletus!" Zhen Fan hugged the old man.

, and then release.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhen Fan with some disdain and wanted to say something, but he still held back. When he saw the expression in Dioclet's eyes, he snorted coldly: "Robbie, don't you know

That's enough, if it weren't for Mr. Zhen, Bernard would be dead now, would he still be lying here?"

The middle-aged man's face turned red and white. He didn't expect that Dioclet would reprimand him in public. He gritted his teeth and said to Zhen Fan: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhen, I was rude. Bernard is my child."

, I’m a little anxious and not in a good mood, I beg your forgiveness!”

"It doesn't matter!" Zhen Fan waved his hand magnanimously, shook hands with him and said, "I can understand your mood. After all, no one wants this kind of thing to happen. By the way... we can go see Uncle now.

Nader?"

"Of course, why not?" Diacre quickly made a gesture of invitation, and then he took the lead and walked in front to lead the way. Zhen Fan followed him and walked over.

The doctors and nurses in the hospital were already alerted by the arrival of Dioclet. The first person to come was Bona's attending doctor. He hurried over and greeted Dioclet and the others.

"This is Dr. Gellar, the doctor in charge of Bernard!" Diacre introduced Zhen Fan.

"Hello, Doctor Gellar!" Zhen Fan reached out and shook his hand.

"I'll take you to see the patient, but... you can't enter the intensive care unit, you can only watch from the outside. The patient's condition is not objective and he has not passed the critical period!" Dr. Gellar said to Dacre as he walked.

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"We know!" Dioclet nodded, turned a corner, and arrived at the intensive care unit. People on the left and right stood by the window, looking at the unconscious Bernard inside through the glass wall. Bernard

His face was pale, and regular radio waves from the detector could be seen beside him.

"The patient is still the same, his heartbeat is normal, just like a normal person, but he is still unconscious, so the brain damage may be serious. These few days are a critical period. If he can wake up, the patient will gradually recover.

Of course, there may be amnesia or..." He stopped talking at this time.

"Or what?" Robbie.

Modin asked eagerly.

"Or the intelligence may remain at one year old, or five years old...or it may be around ten years old, I don't know, it depends on the recovery at that time!" Dr. Gellar shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands with a very serious expression.

With a regretful expression, "This result is not the worst, at least he will wake up!"

"God!" Robbie.

Modin screamed in pain.

"Okay, thank you, Doctor Gellar!" Dioclet nodded politely to Dr. Gellar.

"Maybe... the result won't be so bad!" Suddenly a voice came out, and everyone looked over. It was Zhen Fan. He looked at Bernard inside, then at Diocletus, and nodded, "

If you believe me, let him leave the hospital and arrange a quiet place where I can make him recover!"

"This is impossible!" Dr. Gellar was the first to shout, and he was very angry at Zhen Fan's remarks. "You are murdering the patient. If a period of time leaves the intensive care unit, he may be brain dead. Why?"

You can say such ridiculous things? This is what professionals should do, not you!"

"I am also a doctor!" Zhen Fan looked at Gellar and smiled, "I am a Chinese medicine doctor!"

"Chinese medicine?" Gellar looked at Zhen Fan in disbelief, "Is it the Chinese medicine that uses silver needles to pierce people's skin? You said you would use Chinese medicine to make patients recover as good as before. Are you sure you are not kidding?"

"Dr. Guerra, I don't mind you disparaging Chinese medicine. After all, you don't understand Chinese medicine yet, but I can make a bet with you, twenty dollars. If I cure Bernard, then you lose me twenty dollars."

Dollars!" Zhen Fan smiled, raised his hand, and stretched out two fingers. (To be continued...)