What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

After Zhang Huairen finished speaking, he was about to take Zhang Qingyang to the office.

When I turned around, I saw a skinny man in his early fifties kneeling down to the nurse at the service desk.

"Nurse, I beg you, please give me some more medicine. My son will get married next year. Can you let me live for another two years to see my grandson?"

"Brother, please get up first. Let's talk about what you have to say. Why are you kneeling down here?"

Several nurses stepped forward and hurriedly helped the eldest brother up.

Zhang Huairen stepped forward curiously and asked, "What's going on?"

Seeing the boss coming, the head nurse hurriedly explained: "Mr. Ren, this person is here to get medicine."

"Why didn't you give him the medicine? Is it because the family situation doesn't suit him or something?" Zhang Huairen asked patiently.

"No, Mr. Ren, it's because we have no more medicine to give him."

"Nonsense, I saw it in the pharmacy yesterday..." After Zhang Huairen came to his senses, he suddenly fell silent.

He seemed to have misunderstood what the nurse meant.

When the nurse said there was no medicine, it did not mean that there was no medicine in the pharmacy. It should be that the treatment medicine for the patient was gone...

"Show me his case and examination reports."

The nurse returned to the front desk and searched for a long time before finding the man's case and handing it to Zhang Huairen.

Zhang Huairen took the case and looked at it.

The case study showed that the man suffered from the same disease as Uncle Hong, but the disease progressed very rapidly.

After taking a first-generation drug, drug resistance appeared in half a month. Then I switched to a second-generation drug, and drug resistance appeared in ten days. After taking a third-generation drug, drug resistance appeared in just seven days.

According to normal logic, no matter how unlucky a person is, it will basically take more than half a year to develop resistance to one to three generations of drugs.

The man has only been taking it for less than a month, and he doesn’t know whether it’s because he has a special constitution or just bad luck.

"Ugh……"

Zhang Huairen sighed in various ways. If the condition continues to develop at this rate, the man can live no more than three months at most.

With a sigh, the man knelt down in front of Zhang Huairen on the spot.

"Boss, please save me. I'm not greedy. Just let me live for another year or two. I beg you, I kowtow to you."

The man banged his forehead against the ground, and blood was already flowing out after just two hits.

When the people around him saw this scene, they were not surprised or surprised, but instead felt endless sadness and pain.

People who can come to the oncology department for treatment are no different from the man in front of them. No one knows whether one day in the future, the person who will kneel on the ground and kowtow to others for help may be him.

"Okay brother, you should get up first and go to my office and I will think of a solution for you."

After Zhang Huairen's patient persuasion, the man followed him to the office.

The two sat looking at each other, and Zhang Huairen asked: "Have you signed a responsibility letter before?"

"Signed!"

"Okay, you're very lucky. Our company just sent a batch of fourth-generation reagents today."

When the man heard this, his eyes lit up with the hope of surviving indefinitely.

"Then will I be able to survive?"

"Don't worry, listen to me first." Zhang Huairen said slowly: "To be honest, the development of your condition to this day has something to do with fate. Although I am not a medical student, I have some understanding of this aspect. "

"So far, you are the only person I have seen who has such a short resistance time, so I cannot guarantee how long the effect of the fourth-generation drug will last after it is injected into you, or whether there will be any side effects."

"If you decide you want to give it a try, then let's call your family over and sign a new responsibility letter, okay?"

"Okay, okay! I'll call them right away!" The man nodded hurriedly, took out his phone and called his family.

More than an hour later.

Accompanied by his family, the man went through the hospitalization procedures and was eager to receive the "potion" developed by Professor Jiang.

……

Tang Hui Investment’s office on the third floor.

"Mr. Fang, please take your time and watch. If you don't understand anything, please call me anytime."

After Tang Xiaohui's financial staff finished speaking to Fang Moxuan, they turned and left the office.

Fang Moxuan was sitting on a chair, holding a pile of documents in her hand, including all the industries invested in Tang Xiaohui's name.

This does not include the acquired Zhang family properties. The properties under Tang Xiaohui's name alone include seven five-star hotels and two wineries with an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of square meters, which are controlled by Tang Xiaohui alone.

There are also many food factories, waste recycling plants and other factories in profiteering industries, in which Tang Xiaohui holds an average of 20 to 40% of the shares.

The financial report clearly states that the profits these industries bring to Tang Xiaohui every year, excluding costs, are about 600 million!

It can be said that Tang Xiaohui's business is not inferior to Fang Jun's at all. It is just that it is in the south and started about ten or eight years later than Fang Jun.

"This……"

After reading the information, Fang Moxuan was so surprised that she was speechless.

Zhang Xiaoan, who was on the side, put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Don't think that you will have nothing to do after leaving Mingjun Group. The industries you see are enough to make you hit the back of your head."

"Are these all your properties?"

"There are also shares in Tang Xiaohui, but we haven't signed a specific contract or anything like that. Anyway, I am the major shareholder."

Fang Moxuan blinked and asked, "Where did you get so much money?"

"Zhang Youzhi gave me 30 million as the severance package. I used him to make investments. Maybe it was because I was lucky or because I had good vision. Anyway, in the past few years, the money I invested has doubled every year. Earn twice as much.”

Fang Moxuan thought he was bragging, but the fact was right in front of him. There was a big living person like Tang Xiaohui, who kept calling her boss's wife and boss's wife.

"Zhang Xiaoan, how many secrets do you have that I don't know about you?"

"That's a lot. I have several children raised outside."

Fang Moxuan's face darkened and her eyes narrowed.

Zhang Xiaoan panicked when he saw her like this.

"Sister, you...you're not serious, are you?"

"I definitely wouldn't take it seriously before, but it's different now. You used to be Zhang Xiao'an, and now you are Boss Zhang." Fang Moxuan picked up the scissors from the table and held them in her hands, saying with a very serious look: "Tell me, if you don't understand today, one of us will definitely die."

Zhang Xiaoan panicked and was sweating profusely.

Fang Moxuan's bad temper was quite stubborn. Zhang Xiaoan knew this very well, so if he didn't understand this matter, he would definitely not get better today.

"Sister, can you be a little more thoughtful when you think about things? We have been together for such a long time, and you see that I am happy every day like an idiot. Do I act like a father?"

"Go away! Go out and reflect on yourself!" Fang Moxuan waved her hands, rarely sparing his life and said: "A lot has happened in the past two days, and the amount of information is too great. Please let me take a moment and step back. "