"Boss, do you really need to give them time?" Cerea naturally held Zhuang and asked. (}

They were walking in the corridor leading from the artificial lake to the main building of Wanghai Hospital, the night was quiet, the wind was clear and the moon was bright, and the sparkling still water was outside the corridor.

Although Zhuang did not expect to hug left and right, he was also in a good mood, and said with a smile: "Of course not, if they are tightly entangled, you can make an appointment until a month later." If you know each other......"

"One more question, boss, I've been working for two weeks now, and you should know my worth very well." Cerea was also excited, and said coquettishly, "Mr. Smith pays me two thousand dollars a week. I rented an apartment nearby for $1,000 a month. ”

"Really good value for money. Smith gave $3,000, and in the future, you'll get $2,000 a week. Only then did Zhuang know that Sireya was negotiating a salary with him.

It's no wonder that he has really ignored this issue recently. 3,000 US dollars a week, 70,000 or 80,000 yuan a month. Zhuang has never spent such a high salary to use people, although it is a bit expensive, but it is worth it∠ After all, she is a professional financial secretary and personal assistant who has come out of the master**, and on some occasions she has brought Cerea to appear, which can reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Thank you, boss, you will soon find out that you made a very wise decision." Cerea happily let her proud nipples cling to Zhuang's arm, and whispered, "After the party ended yesterday, Mr. Stephen invited me to drink, and I put a little mosquito on him. ”

"Little mosquito?" Laugh lines appear at the corners of Zhuang's lips; Probably a bugging device or something, right?

"yes." Cerea smiled mischievously; "I found out that Mr. Stephen met with Mr. Finney at three o'clock yesterday morning, and they talked for twenty minutes. Later, Mr. Lehman obtained a testamentary document from Mr. Stephen for $50,000. ”

"Finney? Isn't it ......"

"Yes, Finney is from the consulate, the young man who is full of leaks." Sirea affirmed; "I have recordings."

"Understood." Zhuang suddenly; "Sireya, you're going to get a reward of $10,000."

"Thank you, boss." Instead of showing surprise or pride, Cerea nodded gracefully.

The next thing was that there was no more verbal communication between the two, and the pace gradually slowed down. Sirea knows that the boss needs to think, and silent companionship is the best choice.

Zhuang didn't believe in the authenticity of this will, Tan Tian was not a fool, and the people behind him were not kind-hearted, so it was impossible to sign a will with such a content after he went to great lengths to get such a huge fortune and successfully transferred to the United States.

Yesterday...... Tan's suicide was around one o'clock in the morning, and Finney met Stephen at three o'clock and handed him the forged will. At that time, Finney had already received the news of Tan's suicide...... Preparing such a legal document is not something that can be done in a hurry. Zhuang couldn't confirm the authenticity of Tan Tian's signature on the document, but now, no one will pay attention to the details, and what the FBI took out must be high-end goods...... However, how did they know that Tan Tian was going to commit suicide and dig a big pit in advance and wait for Zhuang to jump? Could it be ......

The main building of Wanghai Hospital was close in front of him, Zhuang took out his mobile phone, thought about it, and put it back again. Hurry up and walk into the building.

Huang Hai was pacing and smoking outside Tan Tan's hospital room, he had not rested for twenty-four hours, his face was haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Zhuang and Sirea stepped out of the elevator, and he called out to the Yellow Sea from afar.

Huang Hai walked over and said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Li is finally here." ”

"Sireya, ask Miss Ouyang to have breakfast tomorrow morning for me." Zhuang motioned for Sirea to go to the nurse's station and pulled Huang Hai into the elevator.

"What do you mean by that?" Huang Hai asked puzzled.

Zhuang pressed the stop button of the elevator and told the situation in Mr. Lehman's villa and the origin of Tan Tian's suicide note in the shortest possible time. Finally, he said: "I can't be sure if my things and mobile phone are safe, but these situations must be passed on to Mr. Wang as soon as possible." The elevator is insulated from radio signals. ”

"You stay here, I'll run." Huang Hai was a little more energetic, and immediately pressed the line key.

"You can't go alone." Zhuang resolutely stopped him and opened the elevator door; "I'm trying to wake up Tan Tian, with me, no one can hurt him."

"It's fine." Huang Hai called out a colleague from the ward, and the two hurried away.

In the ward, Zhuang asked the nurse on duty to invite Wu Zhanming to face the hospital bed and hold his breath to conserve the true qi in his body.

Tan is still in a deep coma, and his life is only maintained by a ventilator and several infusion lines.

Every time he used the Zhumen technique, there would be a period of discomfort, Zhuang hated the feeling of powerlessness, and wanted to find a way to wake up Tan Tian ≈after the dialogue between Lehman and Liao Feng was over, but under the pressure of the opponent step by step, he had to take a risk.

Ten minutes later, Wu Zhanming came.

Zhuang opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Angkor, I'll treat him now." You watch for me, and if something unexpected happens, be sure to keep his life safe. ”

Wu Zhanming persuaded: "The patient has just undergone an operation, and his body is afraid to be a little weak≈ in the middle of the night, his condition is quite stable, it is better to wait for tomorrow, and invite a few more experts to ......."

There was still so much nonsense about him, Zhuang couldn't help but be excited, and said, "I can't wait, I don't have time." ”

"Alright, I'll prepare." Wu Zhanming went to greet people.

Zhuang closed his eyes again, waited for another twenty minutes, Wu Zhanming made the preparations, and said, "Let them wait outside, you stay alone." ”

Wu Zhanming arranged it and stood opposite Zhuang across the hospital bed. He had long wanted to observe Zhuang's mysterious medical skills, and now the opportunity had finally come.

Zhuang used a scalpel to gently cut through the gauze wrapped around Tan Tian's head and body, so that he could accurately identify the acupoints. The stakes were high, and he didn't dare to risk it.

Tan Tilt's head...... Zhuang secretly complained to himself, the skull fracture was really troublesome, and in order to wake him up, he had to stimulate several large acupoints in his head, but now, the area near the jade pillow acupoint was the hardest hit area of fractures. I can't say it, if you want to save him, you must first comb the veins of his head and repair the nearby meridians.

Long Xinghao repeatedly soaked and disinfected in alcohol, "Poof! A faint blue flame ignited.

Zhuang carefully recalled the steps he had drawn up after repeated deliberation and deliberation just now, and said softly to Tan: "The line between life and death, we have enough luck. Then take a sip of alcohol.

Long Xinghao slowly drew the word "spirit" in the air, Zhuang opened his mouth slightly, and spewed out a wisp of light blue green smoke. It was a mixture of the pure True Qi in his body and alcohol.

Tan Tian's body was too weak, and in order to ensure that he could withstand the pain of combing his veins, he was first given anesthesia. This first step is the anesthesia formulated by Zhuang.

An hour passed, and Zhuang was only wearing a pair of shorts.

His clothes were already soaked with sweat, and Wu Zhanming had already taken them off for him.

Wu Zhanming is witnessing a miracle that is happening.

All the tubes on Tan Tilt's body have been removed.

Through the instrument, it can be seen that Tan Tian's various physiological indicators are returning to normal, and Wu Zhanming even saw that the rupture of Tan Tian's skull seemed to be restored little by little by an invisible hand.

"It's amazing." Wu Zhanming praised from the bottom of his heart; "You should apply for the Nobel Prize."

Zhuang shook his head weakly: "Whether it is successful or not, now is the key." Angkor is ready, I'm going to wake him up. ”

In Wu Zhanming's opinion, Tan Tian's condition is already very good, and it is almost certain that there is no question of life and death. Because of intracranial hemorrhage, more than half of patients with head injury to this extent will become vegetative, and whether they can wake up depends on luck.

However, he didn't dare to say half a word, for fear of disturbing Zhuang.

Long Xinghao slowly pierced into the Yintang acupoint in Tan Tianmei's heart, and Feng Xinghao stayed in the top gate Baihui acupoint for a moment and stabbed it in.

The two energies, cold and warm, converged in the purple mansion in the middle of Tan Tian's brain, generating a vibrant green mist, which slowly moved along the newly repaired veins.

The bleeding spots in Tan Tan's brain were surrounded, smoothed, and absorbed by the green mist; The cells and tissues that are about to die are nourished and rejuvenated.

When Zhuang digested all the foreign ministers that he could feel, the green mist returned to the Purple Mansion; Then, the green mist dispersed, instantly condensing into two words: saint and heart.

"Open!" Zhuang let out a low shout, and the dragon and phoenix stars popped out of Tan Tian's head at the same time and fell to the ground.

Zhuang's hand, white and steady, couldn't even bear the weight of two such a slight weight.

"It really depends on luck." Zhuang took two steps back and sat in the chair that Wu Zhanming had moved.

Writing two Zhumen words at the same time almost exhausted all of his mental strength, and at the same time that the dragon and phoenix stars popped up, he lost his sense of the two words.

This is not a life-saving, but a desperate ∴ believe that in the history of Zhumen, no one would have paid such a big price to wake up a patient like Tan Tian.

It seems that the effect is okay, although Tan Tian's eyes have not yet opened, but the instrument shows that his brain signal is tending to normal (according to Western medicine, theoretically speaking, Tan Tian's current data is close to normal. By the time the effects of the anesthesia have passed, there is a 70 percent chance that he will wake up.

From the outside, Tan Tian's head was already very round. Of course, Zhuang can only put the shattered skull back together, and a slight shock may crack again.

"Do we need an orthopedic specialist?" Wu Zhanming asked for Zhuang's opinion. In this situation, he was not sure whether he should use fixing nails.

"Don't let him move, it should be okay to stay for about half a month. I don't know much about professional issues. Maybe. Plaster? Zhuang said weakly.

"But, there's a wound." Wu Zhanming scratched his head. The plaster cast can be fixed, but it must be closed for at least half a month, in that case, the wound will be difficult to treat.

"If it doesn't work, tie him up and fix him mechanically."

"In that case, close your nerves."

"Closed nerves...... That's the way to go. Okay, that's it. ”

The two quickly discussed a follow-up treatment plan.

In Zhuang's opinion, it is much easier to close the nerves, and it can be done by sealing his acupoints. It's just that after half a month, Tan Tian's skull is likely to be healed, and his neck is paralyzed because it has been closed for too long...... There is no perfect surgery in the world, and it is worth paying this price compared to becoming a fool∴ and I believe that even if Tan Tian wakes up, he will recognize it.

"Drink some water, you're going to die if you've sweated at least two thousand." Wu Zhanming brought a glass of water and fed Zhuang to drink.

"I want to drink, I want to drink, liquor." Zhuang gasped for a moment and asked.

"Drink, this is the ward...... You wait," Wu Zhanming quickly walked out of the ward, called in the doctors and nurses who were guarding outside, and surrounded Tan Tian.

Fortunately, in the busy and excited, I can still think of putting on a white coat for Zhuang.

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