The flower protector of the beautiful president

"Mr. Zhang, you are a medical worker, and you are still at the top of this industry." Yan Mingzhen said, "Sixty percent of the terminal cancer is cured, and there is still a chance of spreading and metastatic cancer. Do you think it's possible?"

"Under the current medical conditions and medical level, it is indeed somewhat impossible." Zhang Yefu said truthfully, which is why he was so excited when he heard the news from Ye Fan just now.

"Yes." Yan Mingzhen said, "Under such circumstances, that Mr. Ye actually said that there is a [-]% chance of my illness being cured. , or [-]% hope, I might still try with the attitude of giving it a try.”

"This..." Yan Mingzhen's words made Zhang Yefu, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, completely unclear how to answer.

"Mr. Zhang, I have troubled you for a while. As for Mr. Ye, I troubled you to call and tell him not to come. I don't want to waste time on this kind of person." Yan Ming said.

"Ming Detective..." Zhang Yefu still wanted to persuade, but was interrupted by Yan Ming Detective.

"I still have some things to do in the laboratory. I'm going back first. Every day I have to race against time." Yan Mingzhen didn't hesitate any longer, and he just picked up his bag and prepared to leave.

"Hmph, it seems that you really took my kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs." Looking at Yan Mingzhen's leaving figure, Zhang Yefu snorted coldly and said very angrily.

"Zhang, Mr. Zhang..." Yan Mingzhen's body trembled, and he looked at Zhang Yefu in disbelief, hesitating to speak.

In Yan Mingzhen's impression, Zhang Yefu has always been a kind old man. When was he so angry with her?

"Since you want to go, then you can go, but I still have to tell you responsibly, this Mr. Ye is not just anyone, if you want to invite him, you will definitely be able to invite him."

Zhang Yefu said solemnly: "Even if it is me, Zhang Yefu, there is no exception at all. One of the fundamental reasons why he was willing to make a move before was his family and country feelings."

Zhang Yefu said angrily, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip of tea, then "slapped" the teacup on the table heavily, walked straight to the window, and stopped looking at Yan Mingzhen.

"Mr. Zhang." Yan Mingzhen was even more dumbfounded at this time. He hesitated for a while, and then came to Zhang Yefu, like a child who had made a mistake, and said, "It was true that I was a little too aggressive just now. Now I solemnly apologize to you, but this Mr. Ye..."

"Didn't I tell you before that Mr. Ye cured Miss Lan Caiwei's daughter?"

Seeing Yan Mingzhen like this, Zhang Yefu's face softened a little, and said.

"One more thing, I didn't tell you, that is, when Mr. Ye rushed to the hospital, Miss Lan Caiwei's daughter had already been declared clinically dead."

"But under such circumstances, Mr. Ye still played it lightly and saved Miss Lan's daughter."

"If I hadn't been there at the time, and I couldn't do anything about Miss Lan's daughter's illness, and I could only watch her go to the end of her life, I wouldn't have bothered Mr. Ye when I faced your situation just now!"

"Mr. Ye's medical skills, are they really that good?" Yan Mingzhen said in disbelief with his tender body trembling.

A wonderful hand rejuvenating, bringing the dead back to life?
If Yan Mingzhen heard such a scene not from Zhang Yefu, but from someone else, she would definitely think it was a fantasy.

"You only know now?" Zhang Yefu glanced at Yan Mingchen angrily, and said.

"I..." Yan Mingzhen didn't know what to say for a while.

What Zhang Yefu said just now had an impact on Yan Mingzhen's heart, not at 01:30.

"Mr. Ye is about to arrive at this time." Looking at the time, Zhang Yefu said, "Come on, come with me to the door to greet you. After all, Mr. Ye is not an ordinary person."

"Yes." Yan Mingzhen said respectfully.

"Also." Zhang Yefu walked a few steps, and said again, "When I see Mr. Ye later, you'd better be honest with me. Say what you should say, and don't say what you shouldn't. If Mr. Ye asks you, you Just answer."

"I see." Yan Mingzheng said, "However, Mr. Zhang, if you go out to meet Mr. Ye with me now, what will happen to the patients here? Or, you can give me Mr. Ye's contact information, and I will Go to meet Mr. Ye, are you still sitting here?"

"Are you going alone? In your current situation, I can't trust you to go alone. Besides, no one knows your condition better than me."

Zhang Yefu refused.

"With me here, there will be fewer unnecessary links when Mr. Ye treats you."

"As for the patients here, they registered my account today. I, Zhang Yefu, must finish reading it before leaving get off work. Now I have to trouble them to wait a little longer."

"After all, the time I need to spend on seeing a doctor, Zhang Yefu, is completely different for different patients and different situations."

"Okay then." Yan Mingzhen said without too much entanglement with Zhang Yefu on this issue.

Not long after, Zhang Yefu and Yan Mingzhen arrived at the gate of Tianfu Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.

At this time, a taxi just stopped at the door.

Immediately, a young man in his twenties came out of the taxi.

When Zhang Yefu saw this young man, he didn't dare to think about it at all, so he went straight to meet him.

"Mr. Ye..." Zhang Yefu smiled apologetically, stretched out his hands, held Ye Fan's hand, and said.

Mr. Ye?
The sudden scene made Yan Mingzhen, who was not very hopeful about this matter, the little hope that was left in his heart at this moment disappeared in an instant, and nothing remained.

Previously, Zhang Yefu had repeatedly emphasized how amazing Ye Fan's medical skills were.

Yan Mingzhen always thought that Ye Fan was a respectable old man like Zhang Yefu.

But how did Yan Mingzhen think that Ye Fan is only so old?

For Yan Mingzhen, such a scene is completely unimaginable, let alone unimaginable.

Compared with the vast majority of medical workers, at this age, they should still be studying in school, right?
But what about Ye Fan in front of him?
Is he really a miraculous doctor who can rejuvenate and bring the dead back to life, even if it is his own advanced gastric cancer, and even the gastric cancer that has metastasized and spread, there is a [-]% chance of curing it?
impossible!
Must not be possible!

As for Ye Fan's healing of Lan Caiwei's daughter before, it must have been a coincidence.

At this moment, Yan Mingzhen reminded himself again and again in his heart.