I have a role in the heavens

Chen Yangzhe shook his body and looked away, not daring to look directly into Chen Daojun's eyes. He seemed a little uneasy and asked softly.

"Daojun, why are you looking at me like this? It makes me uncomfortable!"

Chen Daojun couldn't help but sigh as he looked at this old man who had been tough all his life. He was now in his seventies and still refused to show any weakness.

"How long are you going to keep it a secret?"

The pupils in Chen Yangzhe's eyes shrank, and he clenched his hands suddenly, exposing the raised blood vessels. The skin and flesh were not full, like old tree bark, withered and rough.

"Dojun, what are you talking about, why don't I understand?"

Chen Daojun looked at Chen Yangzhe who was still trying to cover up, his eyes gradually sharpened, his body leaned forward, staring at Chen Yangzhe's face, a strong sense of oppression moved towards Chen Yangzhe, and he said very seriously.

"President, you know what I'm talking about!"

"I just came back from Shunyang Hospital!"

"Dean Zheng has told me everything. Do you still need me to tell you in detail what we talked about?"

The energy in Chen Yangzhe's body suddenly dissipated. He became a lot more rickety, and his face showed a hint of exhaustion. He leaned back on the sofa, slowly closed his eyes, and said helplessly.

"Director Zheng's mouth is still not tight enough. It seems that Shunyang Hospital needs to change its director!"

Chen Daojun smiled helplessly, looked at the complaining old man in front of him, shook his head and said.

"I have warned him to shut his mouth and no one will know anymore!"

Chen Yangzhe opened his cloudy eyes, feeling a little helpless, and said with emotion.

"Cerebral arterial malformation, I am too old and not suitable for surgery. The risk is too high!"

Chen Yangzhe smiled bitterly and stretched out his arm. His palms trembled slightly and were difficult to control. He said helplessly with a bit of sadness.

"You have also seen the symptoms, sudden headaches, or temporary reduction in exercise ability!"

"I, Chen Yangzhe, am also an ordinary person, and I will inevitably grow old, sick, and die!"

Chen Daojun glanced at Chen Yangzhe's trembling palms, frowned slightly, stood up and walked to Chen Yangzhe's side, stretched out his hand to feel for his pulse, and checked carefully.

Chen Yangzhe's eyes were filled with astonishment. South Korea's culture is deeply influenced by the mainland, so he naturally knew what Chen Daojun was doing.

"How come I didn't know that you still know medical skills?"

Chen Daojun looked sideways at Chen Yangzhe, with a slight smile, and said very confidently.

"I know a lot better. It's normal for the president not to know!"

"After all, I am a genius and the grandson of Chen Yangzhe!"

Chen Yangzhe's expression was shocked, and his eyes flashed with excitement and joy. This was the first time that Chen Daojun admitted that he was Chen Yangzhe's grandson.

"Hahaha, yes, you are my grandson, Chen Yangzhe!"

"My life is worth it. Even if I close my eyes tomorrow, I can rest assured!"

Chen Daojun let go of Chen Yangzhe's arm. He had a detailed understanding of Chen Yangzhe's condition. After thinking about it and calculating, he said with a smile.

"President, there are still many days to come. You will see the day when I acquire Shunyang Group!"

Chen Yangzhe took a deep look at his grandson, with regrets and expectations. The most important thing in his life is the Shunyang Group. This is his lifelong effort, so finding an excellent successor for the Shunyang Group is his greatest priority. obsession.

"Your words are enough!"

"I believe you can do it!"

"Daojun, grandpa believes in you!"

Chen Yangzhe is also a mortal with a fear of death. At this time, his heart is full of softness, his cloudy eyes are a little moist, and he is holding Chen Daojun's hand tightly, as if he is making arrangements for his funeral.

"I already understand your condition. I will give you a prescription. You can take it once in the morning and evening every day. You should be cured in about half a year!"

With a narrow smile on Chen Daojun's face, he looked at the moved old man. This was a rare expression. This stubborn old man who had been strong all his life could actually be so weak.

Chen Yangzhe was startled when he heard this, his eyes widened, showing a bit of innocence and confusion, his voice trembled, and he asked excitedly.

"What's the meaning?"

Chen Daojun stood up, walked to the desk, picked up the brush, filled it with ink, and wrote on the white paper in one stroke.

"I have already prescribed the medicine. This disease is not terminal. What I want to acquire is the Shunyang Group controlled by Chairman Chen Yangzhe!"

"If you are no longer here, even if you acquire Shunyang Group, there will be no sense of accomplishment!"

Chen Daojun had strong confidence on his face and his bright smile made people feel warm. He took a deep look at Chen Yangzhe, bowed, and then walked out of the study.

Chen Yangzhe stared blankly at the study door that was closed again, his heart full of astonishment. After a long time, he stood up and walked to the desk. He looked at the prescription. The handwriting was vigorous and powerful, the rules were strict, and he couldn't help but reveal a few details. He was very surprised and praised.

"Good calligraphy, this is a masterpiece!"

Chen Daojun has lived for an unknown number of years. After many lifetimes, his calligraphy is superb. Even if the calligraphy sage Wang Xizhi is reincarnated, he will feel inferior and feel inferior when he sees this calligraphy.

Although Chen Yangzhe did not know how good Chen Daojun's medical skills were, he still chose to trust Chen Daojun. This was extremely rare for Chen Yangzhe, who had three hearts and did not trust anyone.

Chen Yangzhe ordered Director Li to prepare the medicine according to the prescription and take it every day. It was said to be a tonic to regulate the body. Chen Rongji and others did not have any doubts. They all knew Chen Yangzhe's character. If the body really had The problem is, it will never be treated with such fanfare.

Seoul National University, a quiet place, Chen Daojun closed the book in his hand, looking at the confident and proud Mo Xianmin in front of him, a trace of unhappiness flashed in his eyes, and he didn't want to get entangled anymore.

"Mo Xianmin, do you think that I, Chen Daojun, are easy to talk to, so you have to push your limits!"

Chen Daojun had a cold look on his face and exuded a powerful aura. The coldness made Mou Xianmin couldn't help but tremble. This was the first time she saw an angry Chen Daojun, and his beauty turned pale.

"Mo Xianmin, you are so naive!"

"No self-awareness at all!"

"You don't really think everyone will like you!"

"Or do you really think that everything in this world will go as you wish?"

Chen Daojun stood up and put his cheek in front of Mou Xianmin's eyes. The distance was only two fingers away. There was endless indifference in his eyes as he warned every word.

"I advise you to give up!"

"I'm not something you can afford! If you don't know how to measure yourself again, I will teach Xiancheng Daily a lesson. Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Mou Xianmin's face was pale, and she looked at Chen Daojun in front of her with some fear and annoyance. She came to see Chen Daojun this time, but she didn't expect that the other party would suddenly get angry and show no mercy.