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Six Volumes of Conquest Chapter 227 Miracle Doctor

Tang Jiaxin suddenly walked up to Zhang Yang, knelt down in front of Zhang Yang with a bang, and said with sobs: "Mr. Zhang Yang, I beg you to save my father."

Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly, stepped forward and pulled Tang Jiaxin up, and said with a bitter smile: "What happened to your father?" Zhuang Dazhou, who was following the chief executive, thought that Tang Jiaxin was going to mention the Tang Group, but he knew that Tang Jiaxin said: "My father, he I'm sick, and the doctor has diagnosed it as cancer. But I don't want my dad to die. I beg you, Mr. Zhang, just agree to save my dad."

Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly, this girl regarded herself as a god, even seeking treatment for cancer. At that moment, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I'm sorry, I really can't cure this kind of disease. I can only treat some bruises, but I really can't treat other diseases."

After hearing these words, Tang Jiaxin couldn't help but burst into tears. Her body was shaking as she knelt on the ground, and she just kept begging Zhang Yang to show her father no matter what. In her mind, the person who could cure such a seriously injured person so quickly must be a miracle doctor. Her father who said he couldn't cure him was just unwilling to treat him.

Zhang Yang lowered his face and said, "Mr. Tang, your request is really a bit excessive. I know you are also concerned about your father, but I really can't do anything. I'm sorry."

With that said, Zhang Yang said goodbye to the chief executive and his wife. If something like this happened, today's banquet could only come to an end. Dong Tianhua apologized to Zhang Yang on the third day and arranged for Zhang Yang and others to be sent back to Feiyang Hotel.

After getting in the car, Duan Xiuli said dissatisfiedly: "It doesn't matter whether you can be cured or not. It's better for you to help Miss Tang take a look than to refuse like this. You are so cold-blooded."

Zhang Yang laughed a few times and said in a low voice: "What do you know? If I go there, people will say it if I can't cure it, and it will be even more troublesome if it causes harm. I don't want to get angry."

Duan Xiuli said with doubts on her face: "How could it be that you got angry?"

Zhang Yang said with a smile: "There are not 3 to 5 billion cancer patients now, but 1 to 20 million, right? If people knew that I could cure this terminal disease, do you think I could still live a peaceful life? Just the people who seek medical treatment every day Kicked down the threshold of our home.”

He Wanying snorted: "Then you will die without saving me?"

Zhang Yang chuckled and said: "I'm really not sure that cancer can be cured. Besides, in order to avoid trouble, I will not agree to that situation. Whether I can go and see her father's disease depends on whether Tang Jiaxin Not really interested.”

The car drove back to Feiyang Hotel. Zhang Yang walked into the lobby and said to the manager on duty: "If Miss Tang comes to see me soon, remember to let me know. If not, forget it." Then he went upstairs to his room.

Not long after I walked into the room, the intercom phone in the room rang. The manager on duty reported that a Miss Tang was downstairs looking for Mr. Zhang. Zhang Yang laughed and said: "It seems that Tang Jiaxin is not too stupid."

Duan Xiuli rolled her eyes at Zhang Yang: "You are a person who is tempted by everything." Zhang Yang smiled and said: "I am not tempted by this. Think about it, if I agreed to her in front of so many people, it would not be me. Are you causing trouble for yourself?" He said as he walked out of the room.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" He Wanying shouted behind him. Zhang Yang chuckled and said: "Don't worry, we will continue the game yesterday when we come back in the evening. Miss Tang and I will go have a look. We will be back soon. You guys are waiting for me in vain." In one sentence The faces of several beauties turned crimson.

Tang Jiaxin didn't even bring a bodyguard, so she came alone. She allegedly paced uneasily in a corner of the hall, and didn't know if chasing her into the hotel would be able to make Zhang Yang change his mind.

Zhang Yang came out of the elevator, and Tang Jiaxin hurriedly greeted him. Before he could speak, Zhang Yang waved his hand and said, "Where is your car?"

It took Tang Jiaxin a long time to react, and she was a little speechless with excitement: "Oh...Mr. Zhang, you agreed to my request...my car...my car is outside."

Zhang Yang smiled and made a gesture to invite him out, and Tang Jiaxin hurriedly walked in front.

Tang Jiaxin's home is not far from Feiyang Hotel, in the Taiping Mountains less than five kilometers to the west. Victoria Peak, commonly known as the Peak, is located in the west of Hong Kong Island, with an altitude of 554 meters. It is the highest mountain on Hong Kong Island, the top of Hong Kong Island, and the best place to overlook the scenery of Victoria Harbor. It is the first focus of visiting Hong Kong. It has always been a symbol of Hong Kong. It is also known as Victoria Peak or Cheqi Mountain. It is the most prestigious luxury high-end residential area on Hong Kong Island. People who can own homes here are generally rich or expensive.

The car drove into the gate of a villa, and there were already two people standing outside in front of a six-story Western-style building. Seeing the car stop in front of the door, the two people hurriedly stepped forward and opened the door.

Following Tang Jiaxin into the small building, the items placed inside can clearly reflect the owner's preference for Western culture. Several oil paintings in the living room are all painted by Van Gogh, a 19th-century impressionist painter.

In a large study room on the second floor, Tang Chengren, the helmsman of the Tang Group, was wearing a moon-white Tang suit, sitting quietly on a large wicker chair, with his slightly gray hair neatly combed. Qi, he really looks a bit like an immortal. He's just a little pale, but he seems to be in good spirits.

Seeing his daughter coming in, the old man slowly stood up from the wicker chair, looked at Zhang Yang and said with a smile: "It's all a little girl's nonsense. I'm sorry that Mr. Zhang came here so late. I'm really embarrassed." "

Zhang Yang's eyes glanced at Tang Chengren, his eyes focused on his lower abdomen, and he smiled calmly and said: "It turns out that Mr. Tang has a stomach problem. I can only say that I will try it with all my strength, but I can't guarantee that it will be absolutely effective."

Tang Chengren and Tang Jiaxin were both stunned when they heard this, and then Tang Jiaxin grabbed Zhang Yang's arm and asked, "How can you tell that my father has a stomach problem? How sure is Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Yang looked at Tang Jiaxin, who looked anxious, and smiled softly: "To be honest, Miss Tang, I'm really not sure at all, because it's my first time to treat this kind of disease, and I don't know if it will be effective."

Tang Jiaxin put a disappointed look on her face again, and whispered: "Really? It turns out you didn't lie to me." It turned out that she had always thought that Zhang Yang refused to treat her father, but now that Zhang Yang had followed her to the house , or put it this way, that solid heart did not deliberately deceive itself.

In fact, Tang Jiaxin was completely concerned and confused. She didn't even think about it. How many people in the world dare to say that they can cure this disease? It's just that he saw that Zhang Yang was able to treat Du Feng and others in an extreme time and made a complete recovery, so he thought that Zhang Yang must be the reincarnation of a miracle doctor and could cure any disease. This idea itself is very ridiculous.

Tang Chengren smiled slightly and said: "Wealth is in heaven, life and death are determined by fate. I am already over fifty years old and have passed the age of knowing destiny. What else can't be thought of? I really need to trouble Mr. Zhang to come over. Mr. Zhang, please sit down. "Xin'er, serve tea."

He already knew Zhang Yang's identity from his daughter's phone call. It took several generations of the Tang family's efforts to reach today's scale. Naturally, he knew the difficulties of starting a business. For a young man in his twenties to be able to establish Feiyang Group in such a big way. The big business empire was naturally shocked and admired from the bottom of his heart, so in his words he would not look down on Zhang Yang because of his youth.

"Haha, I said I'm not sure, but it doesn't mean that I don't dare to try treatment. Anyway, my method of treatment will not have any sequelae or side effects. I just don't know if Mr. Tang is willing to let me try it. try?"

"Oh..." Tang Chengren stared at Zhang Yang and smiled faintly: "I just said, life or death is determined by fate. If Mr. Zhang is not afraid of trouble, then there is no harm in giving it a try."

Zhang Yang admired his open-mindedness very much. Although birth, old age, illness and death are inevitable in life, how many people in the world can truly face it calmly? He immediately stood up and said to Tang Chengren: "In that case, please take me to the bedroom and I will give you a closer look."

"Uh... Okay, Mr. Zhang, please come with me." Tang Chengren said that he had to go to the bedroom to treat the disease. It seemed that Mr. Zhang was really a weirdo.

Tang Jiaxin also stood up and wanted to follow. Zhang Yang turned around and said, "Miss Tang, please wait outside the door. No one is allowed in without my greeting."

"Okay, I understand." Tang Jiaxin thought of Zhang Yang's request when he was treating the injured, so she paused for a moment and then agreed.

Zhang Yang followed Tang Chengren into the bedroom, let Tang Chengren lie on the bed, activated the see-through function, and swept his eyes across his body. Zhang Yang had already seen a black spot the size of a walnut on Tang Chengren's abdomen and stomach just now. After careful inspection, he found dozens of black spots the size of peanut kernels in the intestines next to the stomach. , at the same time, like sesame seeds in other parts There are hundreds of black spots on his body, so it’s no wonder that the doctor has declared him incurable. A situation like this, according to medical terminology, may be called late stage or spread, and it can be cured through general surgery and chemotherapy. There is no way to completely treat it.

Zhang Yang's hands gently slid across Tang Chengren's body, and the purple light in his palms surrounded his whole body. Zhang Yang could clearly see that under the purple light, the black spots in Tang Chengren's body were slowly reducing. , became smaller, and finally disappeared.

Tang Chengren himself did feel that a burning heat was constantly flowing into his body from Zhang Yang's palm. The feeling was indescribably comfortable, and he actually fell asleep slowly under Zhang Yang's gentle caress.

Zhang Yang stood up, opened the door, and saw Tang Jiaxin walking back and forth outside the door anxiously. Seeing Zhang Yang come out, Tang Jiaxin looked concerned and was about to ask. Zhang Yang put a finger on his mouth to make a silent gesture, quietly walked aside with Tang Jiaxin, and then said: "Whether it will be effective will have to wait. A year later I went to the hospital to get the results. I tried my best and this was the only thing I could do.”

Tang Jiaxin was worried about her father trying again, so she had no choice but to say thank you to Zhang Yang. As she said this, she glanced at Tang Chengren's bedroom.

Zhang Yang knew what she was concerned about and whispered: "Your father is asleep now. You'd better not disturb him. I'll take my leave first, and I have to trouble you to arrange a car to take me back."

Tang Jiaxin smiled sheepishly: "I...I'll go in and take a look. I'll come out soon. I'll take you back in person."

Zhang Yang nodded and walked downstairs alone to wait. Tang Jiaxin tiptoed into Tang Chengren's room.

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