Super Treasure Hunter

After hearing about this, the supervisor also felt a little unbelievable, and specifically called the middle of the week to verify the situation.

For a newcomer like Zhou Zhong, he has met and he doesn't know how many other people have just entered the business. It is not bad to be able to sell a few cars a month.

Where can there be two cars sold in one afternoon like midweek?

After learning about the models of the two cars sold in the middle of the week, the supervisor nodded, only thinking that it was luck in the middle of the week, just to let him continue to perform well.

In the middle of the week, I didn't take it too seriously. I just took the car sale as a waste of time.

Sure enough, in the next few days, the speed of selling cars in the middle of the week was obviously not as fast as the first day. Often only one car could be sold a day, or even one car could be sold in two days.

Although not as incredible as the first day, it is definitely the kind that everyone can't catch up with.

On this day, I just left the car dealership in the middle of the week, and it was already evening. Since the car dealership is not too far from the villa area, I walked home on these days of the week.

As soon as I returned to the gate of the community, a Ferrari stopped not far away. It was not taken seriously at the beginning of the week. After all, the richest people are the most indispensable in this community.

But before entering the neighborhood in the middle of the week, the Ferrari immediately honked the horn.

In the middle of the week, frowning and standing fixedly, a long-haired beauty quickly walked down from the car, with a classic gentle temperament, a very standard beauty.

The girl smiled and looked at Zhou Zhong.

But the middle of the week was at a loss, because he didn't remember when he saw this woman, especially the woman came over specially and stretched out a hand and said: "Hello, my name is Wen Nianrou."

After Zhou Zhong shook hands with her somewhat puzzled, he curiously asked: "My name is Zhou Zhong, you are..."

Wen Nianrou smiled and said: "Don't you remember? Last time in the community, you saved my grandpa. By the way, my grandpa's name is Wen Muyang."

It came to a realization in midweek that it was too dark that day, and I didn't look at it carefully in midweek. Moreover, the girl in front of him was pear and rain. How could he think that the beauty in front of him was the girl who was crying that day.

Wen Nianrou said, "Grandpa said that you are his lifesaver, and he has been thinking of you in the past few days. I hope to say thank you in person. Can you help fulfill his wish and meet him?"

After thinking about it in the middle of the week, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with going home, so I simply agreed.

The old man’s residence was not in this community, so he got in a gentle car in the middle of the week, and curiously inquired about the old man’s condition in the middle of the week.

Wen Nianrou said with a darkened expression: "There is only one guess for the specific cause. Several doctors are still discussing the specific solution, but there should be results soon."

Nodded in the middle of the week and didn't ask any more.

The car stopped in front of an extremely luxurious villa. After being led down to the second floor with gentle thought, when the door opened, a pungent smell of iodine came.

Not only that, but there are also many expensive medical equipment in the room, which is a private ward.

Wen Muyang, an old man who was rescued by the middle of the week that night, was lying on a hospital bed and several doctors were examining him.

Wen Nianrou said apologetically to Zhou Zhong: "These are all well-known medical professors in the industry. They are checking up on Grandpa. Please wait a moment."

In the middle of the week, he nodded and didn't say anything. Wen Nianrou followed up to help when he saw it. In the middle of the week, he could only stand at the door and watch. Of course, several medical professors were too lazy to pay attention to his uninvited guest.

Only the old man lying on the hospital bed beckoned to the middle of the week, but it was obviously unable to speak at this time.

After several medical professors were busy for a while, one of the medical professors, who obviously looked the oldest, frowned and said: "Old Wen, it seems that at present, you can be sure that your heart should not last long."

After a while, she became anxious: "What should I do?!"

A person's heart, but the most important and fragile organ, generally does not cause any problems, but if something goes wrong, it is often fatal.

Another professor who was also older also frowned: "At present, the best thing is, of course, surgery. Otherwise, no one knows when there will be danger. If you solve it as soon as possible, you will get out of danger as soon as possible."

Wen Nianrou asked urgently: "Then...what is the success rate of the operation?"

A few professors just wanted to talk, but they didn't know when they had entered the room in the middle of the week. They glanced at the old man lying in the hospital bed and said: "Surgery is too dangerous, and there are more secure treatments."

This safer treatment method, of course, is that he has taken the treatment. With the ability in the middle of the week, it is naturally not a problem.

It's just that I didn't say this in the middle of the week, after all, it was suspected of exaggeration.

But he didn't know that even his reserved words were the biggest question to several famous medical professors.

The eldest medical professor immediately asked: "Are you questioning our level? This is the unanimous judgment made by the four of us, not to perform surgery? Then, for you, how should we treat it?!"

"At a young age, I feel that I have some ability and can use it everywhere? Do you know what you said, but it will kill people!"

Wen Muyang, who was lying on the hospital bed, didn't say anything, but he frowned slightly. He obviously felt that Zhou Zhong was talking big.

After all, there are very good medical professors in the industry. Their words are basically "authoritative". Although he is grateful for saving him on Midweek, he doesn't think Midweek can really make any constructive suggestions on treatment.

Zhou Zhong shrugged his shoulders, and only said one sentence: "When I didn't say it." After speaking, he walked away. Since no one believes him, why bother to stay here.

Several doctors looked at Zhou Zhong with contempt, and then continued to discuss in detail how the operation should be performed.

Wen Nianrou didn't expect to leave in midweek, and asked Wen Muyang who was on the hospital bed: "Grandpa, do you want to..."

Wen Muyang shook his head secretly. He originally wanted to thank Midweek, but when he saw Midweek this way, he could only sigh and said: "He is too arrogant, young people still need to suffer a lot. It's a good thing for him. What's more, you call him back now, what do these old gentlemen think?"

Wen Nianrou nodded her head, she didn't care, anyway, she called back to midweek, just to fulfill grandpa's wish, not to mention that she felt a little arrogant in midweek and spoke regardless of occasion.