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This is said to be a huge estate.

It's actually a huge castle.

The style of the castle is very local.

Meng Wantang had not asked about the patient's identity at first. Now it seemed that the patient's identity was probably not simple, and even if he had no money, he definitely had power.

Of course, in the United States, people with real status are rich people, and the rich control the lifeline of the entire country.

No wonder Ye Wenqiu was so confident at that time.

"Hello, distinguished guest, welcome here." The butler was very elegant and handsome.

Meng Wantang only had time to take one more look at this handsome man before she turned away. This kind of man is not her type, she prefers Chinese people.

But we still have to be polite.

After the group exchanged greetings with the butler, the butler led them upstairs.

"Lady from the mysterious East, there are some things I may need to communicate with you in advance."

The butler is really a gentleman.

Meng Wantang nodded: "If you have any questions, you can just ask."

The housekeeper had a very good impression of her.

"It's like this, pretty lady. Mr. has not had anyone come to see him for a long time. You are the first one. If you really can't cure him, please don't give him any hope."

Meng Wantang understood what the other party meant.

"I only have one chance. If I am sure that his body cannot be cured, I will tell him without hesitation and will never give him hope."

The butler smiled even more satisfied.

"Okay, then please come this way. I'll take you to Mr.'s room now."

Meng Wantang wondered what it felt like for others to live in a castle, but she didn't feel it was very good.

She felt it was eerie to live in such a place.

Maybe she is just a local dog who likes to live in a sunny place.

I don't like walking on thick, dark-colored carpets.

Even if the carpet is very expensive.

She likes the creamy white carpet, where she can sit and roll around, or lie down on it if she’s tired.

Then I held the book and read it over and over again.

Just thinking about basking in the sunshine makes me feel happy.

But the situation in front of him is different. The crimson carpet shows the other party's identity.

But this kind of atmosphere gives people a feeling that no light can penetrate, which is very depressing.

How could the people living here be in a good mood?

Meng Wantang was complaining madly in her heart, but it didn't show on her face at all.

She followed the housekeeper and stopped in front of a very large bedroom door.

This door is almost as big as the gate of a country courtyard.

I don’t know what the bedroom looks like?

Meng Wantang followed the housekeeper in out of curiosity, and then saw the living room. After entering the living room, she turned again and entered the bedroom.

The bed in the bedroom is really big.

The light was good, but the curtains were drawn.

Meng Wantang frowned subconsciously.

"If it's convenient, please open the curtains." As soon as Meng Wantang opened her mouth, the atmosphere in the room became weird.

The butler looked back at Meng Wantang and didn't know what to say for a moment. He opened his mouth but didn't utter a single word.

It was too hasty. He didn't know that this mysterious and elegant oriental woman would be so abrupt.

Meng Wantang even asked confidently, "How can it be impossible? Treating patients requires observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation. Even if the lighting in the room is so good, how can it compare to sunlight? A person without sunlight is like a plant without sunlight. Without nutrients, how can the body be healthy?"

Meng Wantang said that the cards were not enough, but he actually presented evidence.

Because of the identity of the owner of this house, only Ye Wenqiu followed up as an assistant.

Ye Wenqiu also frowned fiercely.

He was mainly worried about Meng Wantang.

"Isn't it possible? If you can't make the decision, can I ask the patient directly?"

Johnson: “…”

This mysterious oriental woman is really brave.

It was quite interesting, he was clearly here, but she just didn't talk to him, but communicated with the housekeeper very rudely.

Johnson felt happy for a rare moment as he looked at the butler who seemed to be choking to death.

He hasn't spoken properly for a long time.

"Draw the curtains."

"Well, the weather outside is nice, and the room needs some fresh air, so just open the window."

Meng Wantang is really not polite at all.

Since the master said so, the butler naturally would not have any objection.

Little did he know that the butler was almost shocked to death.

He never expected that the gentleman would actually take the initiative to talk to this mysterious oriental woman.

The housekeeper personally drew aside the curtains and opened the windows.

When he returned to Meng Wantang again, he cried with joy and said, "You know what? The gentleman hasn't spoken on his own initiative for a long time. He hasn't laughed for a long time."

The butler looked at the smile on Johnson's face that had not yet disappeared, and he wished that Meng Wantang would stay forever.

Meng Wantang: "..."

She was not only speechless, but also completely confused.

what's the situation?

Why could she hear such lines?

hateful.

Meng Wantang never knew that discovering such a thing in real life would be so embarrassing.

Fortunately, the housekeeper is more sincere.

Meng Wantang collected her thoughts, put away all the messy thoughts in her mind, and walked straight towards the big bed.

He actually lay directly in the middle of the big bed.

Meng Wantang observed the man for a moment and asked directly, "Why do you insist on lying in the middle of such a big bed? Your legs are already inconvenient. If you move from the middle to the edge of the bed, wouldn't it take up a lot more energy and time?"

She really didn't understand why this man did this.

The man has a very fair complexion and is a white man himself.

Now the white is almost transparent.

Even though it is so white, this person's body is not very healthy.

"There are some things I need to tell you in advance. Whether your leg can be cured is one thing. Once it can be cured, the subsequent issues will depend on whether your body can withstand it."

Meng Wantang said as she walked over and asked the man to stretch out his wrist.

"It's really inconvenient to feel your pulse from such a distance."

You said she should just go see a doctor, but you didn't forget to complain.

When the butler found that the master was not angry, he naturally did not dare to say a word. Instead, he looked at Meng Wantang in amazement.

Where on earth did this woman come from? She's so strange.

She can actually make Mr. smile.

"I can move aside and show you if you're curious."

Johnson was like a peacock seeking a mate.

Meng Wantang raised her eyes and met the man's gaze.

"Sir, I'm not curious. I just find it hard to understand what normal people say. If you have a problem with your legs, you will definitely choose to sleep by the side of the bed. This way, you can save energy when picking up something or getting out of bed."

Meng Wantang pointed out the man's problems bluntly.

"As for someone like you, I can't imagine what other purpose it has other than to cover up one's mistake and deceive oneself and others. Of course, your good mood is the most important thing."

The housekeeper was stunned.

Sir, shouldn't you be angry?

If the gentleman gets angry, should he stop him? I heard that this miracle doctor is very powerful.

Although this mysterious oriental woman looks very young, like an underage child, she seems to be the only one who can help her husband get back on his feet.

Such a capable person must not be hacked to death by the gentleman.

"You're right, I'm just deceiving myself. I didn't have to do this, but I had to do this to tell others that I can take care of myself and live like a normal person."

Johnson didn't expect that he could speak out his thoughts so easily.

He was really surprised, he never thought he could say it.

Because he lost both legs and lay in bed like a disabled person, he gave up on himself and even thought about committing suicide.

There were other more extreme ways to end his life, but he gave up in the end.

He didn't want to die like this and let those people get away with it.

He also wanted revenge, so he tortured those people half to death and made them live a worse life than he did.

He is actually a very scary person.

Everyone around him is particularly afraid of him.

Johnson knew that this would lead him into a bottomless abyss, but he just didn't want to get out of it.

It was not until this moment that Johnson realized that he almost went to hell.

"Don't give up on yourself. It's just a pair of broken legs. It's not incurable. Now I'll give you a thorough checkup. You must cooperate."

Meng Wantang was far from being as calm as she appeared.

She complained madly in her mind.

My God, where did this lunatic come from?

He is simply a typical paranoid person in novels.

In those romantic novels, the heroine would love him to death.

But in real life, such people are really scary, very scary.

If he is not careful, everyone around him may be buried with him.

Meng Wantang swore that she would never like this kind of paranoid, domineering and unreasonable male protagonist again.

Especially those male protagonists who lost their legs accidentally should be kept away from.

Meng Wantang began to examine Johnson. Her slender fingers pressed on Johnson's legs.

She could feel for herself that Johnson's legs were unresponsive.

"When you had the accident, did you take X-rays of your legs? Show me the most recent and earliest X-rays. If possible, all of them will be fine."

Before Meng Wantang finished speaking, the housekeeper brought all the medical records.

Meng Wantang couldn't help but jump. There was one thing that was quite true in romance novels: the omnipotent butler was really omnipotent.

One of the must-have tools for rich people at home.

"Okay, I'll take a look now. If you're not in a hurry, wait a moment."

Meng Wantang was in control of the rhythm throughout the whole process.

After she finished watching the film, she put it on the table.

Johnson said nothing.

The housekeeper asked nervously, "Can it be cured?"

Meng Wantang: "It can be cured, but it will cost extra."