I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

When Ming Nuan heard the word Hong Kou, his heart skipped a beat.

Then I heard about the hospital.

"Is Dr. Zhong a doctor from Hongkou Hospital?"

Mrs. Mo nodded approvingly, "Dr. Zhong's full name is Zhong Zheng, and he is the Dinghai Shenzhen of Hongkou Hospital."

"He is also a well-known figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine."

"At that time, Hongkou Group wanted to promote traditional Chinese medicine. In recent years, everyone did not like traditional Chinese medicine, so they found Dr. Zhong."

"It's a pity that the hospital, which was slowly improving at that time, had a medical scandal."

"It's said that there was something wrong with the medicine prescribed by Dr. Zhong."

"There was a lot of fuss and commotion."

"The media is also adding insult to injury. They are heartless people who blindly hold up the things of the foreign devils and belittle the things of our ancestors. They say that Chinese medicine is unscientific and can kill people. It is not as safe as Western medicine."

"What's more, Chinese medicine is just a sham."

"Anyway, the hospital can no longer be opened due to one or two troubles."

"Dr. Zhong was also hit hard and was sued several times."

"I did have the intention to invite him, but I couldn't. I didn't expect that your father took him away."

As he spoke, he glanced at Pei Zhengyan, who was already sitting next to him, "Mr. Pei has a good eye."

Pei Zhengyan sat firmly and was not modest at all, "Businessmen, you still need to have this investment vision."

Ming Nuan was sitting on the sofa, looking ugly and deep in thought.

Dr. Zhong Zheng just said that he received help from his mother. As the faceless founder of Hongkou, her mother must have helped him when he was in trouble.

That's why there is such a thing as help.

First, it targets hospitals and traditional Chinese medicine.

Then there are the children in the orphanage in the diary who are full of black energy.

In the end, the founders died and disappeared.

Ming Nuan didn't believe that a series of things were all coincidences.

There is definitely someone behind this.

Did Hongkou touch their cake?

"Originally, I wanted to wait for the storm to pass, and then let Dr. Zhong take charge and set up a Chinese medicine department in our Pei family."

“What we ourselves despise, foreigners think it’s good, and they have been snatching up patents and research in recent years.”

"There is a lot of room for the future, so I also plan to invest."

Pei Zhengyan just finished speaking.

Ming Nuan, who was next to him, suddenly raised his head and said, "Hongkou Hospital, I plan to reopen it."

"Dad, you can ask Dr. Zhong."

"See if he is willing to come back to work?"

Pei Zhengyan burst into tears again when his father called him.

I immediately wanted to hold my daughter in my arms, spin her around twice, and carry her on my shoulders as she ran throughout the neighborhood.

"What's wrong!"

"You want to open a hospital!"

"Dad will definitely support it!"

"He will definitely come!"

"If he doesn't come, I'll tie him up and come!"

Pei Zhengyan's face flushed with excitement and he couldn't help but pat the table in assurance.

At this moment, Dr. Zhong also came down from upstairs.

Ming Nuan stood up immediately and could no longer bear it as he ran upstairs and said, "It seems he has taken care of it."

"I'll go up and have a look!"

With that said, he ran directly into the room without waiting for others to stop him.

Pei Zhengyan and Mrs. Mo looked at each other and checked the time.

It's almost there.

Mrs. Mo nodded slightly, "Shi Yan is a well-measured child."

"He will clean it up and won't scare Xiao Nuan."

Ming Nuan walked towards the room anxiously.

The moment he opened the door.

She smelled the strong smell of disinfectant.