St. Petersburg No. 1 State Hospital.

Door to the ward.

An old man who described himself as thin clasped his hands on the bridge of his nose and sobbed silently.

"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have cast that vote, if it wasn't for the Fields Medal...... If it weren't for that Fields Medal...... We will not lose our kindness, our intelligence, our beauty, and our ...... Brave Ms. Vera Puyouy. ”

"Take it easy, man," Professor Feverman sighed, patting the old professor in the black coat, and although he felt equally uncomfortable, he tried to comfort his friend, "Thinking about it from another angle, if this year is not awarded to her, I'm afraid we will never have this opportunity to let her get the glory that belongs to her." You should be thankful that you voted for her, and not for someone else. ”

"You say that......"

Outside the ward, there was a sigh.

The atmosphere in the ward was similarly filled with sadness.

Sitting on the stool next to the bed, looking at Vera who was lying unconscious on the bed, Lu Zhou didn't say a word for a long time.

It wasn't until the doctor's reminder from the side that the silence in the ward was broken.

"Sir, it's time to visit the sick."

As if waking up from his contemplation, Lu Zhou raised his head and looked at the doctor, and said with a calm voice that even he himself was surprised by.

"Can you tell me what she is?"

Doctor: "Are you a relative of her?" ”

Lu Zhou shook his head.

Doctor: "Then I'm afraid we can't divulge the patient's privacy to you, that's the rule." We've contacted her immediate family and he'll be here soon. ”

Lu Zhou nodded and didn't say anything.

Looking at the haggard cheeks, he was silent for a moment and whispered.

"I'll heal you."

"Trust me."

"So...... Whether you can hear it or not, I hope you don't give up. ”

Because the words were spoken in his native language, the doctor standing behind him did not understand. Just seeing that he didn't make any moves, he reminded him again.

"Sir?"

“…… It's nothing. ”

Standing up from the stool, Lu Zhou turned around and left the ward.

It didn't matter if he told him or not, he naturally had his own way of knowing what he wanted to know.

It wasn't that hard for him.

If he is worried about the cost of treatment, he doesn't need to worry at all, and the last thing he lacks is money within his means. If it can be cured by spending money, he is willing to pay as much as he wants.

As for privacy......

That's something for healthy people who have normal judgment.

If she really cares so much about these small issues, it's a big deal to wait until later to apologize.

……

The door of the ward was pushed open, and looking at Lu Zhou coming out of it, Professor Feverman immediately stood up and asked.

"How's Miss Puyui doing?"

Lu Zhou: "Still in a coma...... I'm afraid it's not too optimistic. ”

"Hey, that's a ......," sighed, Professor Feverman took off his glasses and wiped them, obviously having a lot to say, but not the last one.

The old professor, who was sitting next to him, suddenly stood up and grabbed Lu Zhou's right hand.

"Please tell the doctor for me, no matter what disease she has, please cure her! If it's a question of money...... I still have a pension that I can take out a little bit. If she falls here, it will be a loss for the entire mathematical community...... Please! ”

Lu Zhou nodded to the old professor and gave him an affirmative look.

"Don't worry."

"I know what to do."

Without stopping at the door of the ward, Lu Zhou took Wang Peng, who had been following him, and walked towards the staircase.

However, just as he reached the staircase, he heard the sound of an argument next to him.

It wasn't the quarrel itself that made him care, but the IMU master/Professor Shigefumi Sissen, who was actually in the whirlpool of this quarrel, and seemed to be preventing the man across from him from doing something.

"You can't do this, her life has long been more than hers, her knowledge-"

"I don't care what Fields Medal or Nobel Prize is! If she is so important to you, then you will pay for her treatment? ”

Standing opposite Professor Mori Shigefumi was a burly middle-aged man about 1.9 meters tall.

His poor state of life was accentuated by his thick rosacea and belly, and his brown leather jacket and oil-stained jeans looked like he had just gotten off the truck.

The roaring voice shook the glass, and against the backdrop of the flying spitting stars and aggressive momentum, Professor Mori Shigefumi's already small stature seemed even smaller in front of his huge size.

Still, he tried to soothe the irascible man's emotions and said.

"Of course we'll do our part—"

Rudely interrupting him, the tall man continued in a grumpy manner, "Recognize the reality, you have also read the diagnosis, she is hopeless!" ”

As soon as these words came out, an unfamiliar voice floated from behind him.

"Who do you say is not saved?"

Hearing a sudden voice from the side, the burly man's expression froze slightly, and he turned his head to look at the young man who was walking this way, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"Who are you? It's none of your business, get out of the way, or do you want to find fault? ”

Ignoring his warning gaze and the dissuasive look of Professor Shigefumi Mori next to him, Lu Zhou stepped forward and glanced at the document on the table.

Ilyich ......· Puyui.

That's probably the man's name.

And looking at the surname, it should be Vera's relative, but I don't know why the size gap is so big, and I don't see the slightest trace of genetics being confirmed.

Looking up at the signature, Lu Zhou saw the title of the document and the content of the first few lines of the text.

[Waiver of Treatment Consent ......]

Eyebrows raised slightly, Lu Zhou raised his head and looked at the man who was about a head taller than himself.

"You're going to get her to give up treatment? Who gave you the right to do so. ”

"I am her great father, I let her come into this world, I naturally have this right!" Reading an unpleasant taste in his eyes, Ilyich raised his chin, looked at Lu Zhou with an unkind expression, and said unceremoniously, "I don't need to waste money on a dead man. It is better to end her pain sooner. ”

Standing next to him, Mr. Mori Shigefumi persuaded, "This doesn't require you to pay a penny, we understand that Miss Puuyi has a deposit, and the Fields Medal itself also has a 150 million Canadian dollar bonus, which can pay for her initial treatment costs, and we will launch a donation later——"

The moment he heard this, the man's eyes suddenly narrowed.

There was a greedy green light in the crack.

"She still has a deposit?"

"Which bank?"

Seeing the greed in this man's eyes, Lu Zhou suddenly understood.

Why was Vera living in a tight situation when she was in Princeton, but she was obviously receiving a good salary?

He finally understood why she always avoided talking about her family, or even her middle name......

Although he knew that talking angry at this time would only be counterproductive, Lu Zhou still didn't hold back and scolded the sentence in his heart.

"It's disgusting......"

The air froze for a moment.

The squinting pupils contracted slightly, and the man looked at him, casting a dangerous gaze at him.

"What do you say? Say it again, you kid. ”

"It's disgusting to say," Lu Zhou repeated word by word with the disdain in his tone, staring at the man with an unkind face, "If I had such a family, I would definitely be ashamed to mention his name." Want to hear me scold you? I'm busy and I rarely swear, but if you want, for the sake of your father, I can make an exception for you. ”

His face turned red in an instant, and Ilyich looked like an angry bull, and his whole breath became dangerous.

The joints crackled, and he pressed his right fist, pushed away the nurse who came up to try to persuade him, and walked towards the landing boat step by step.

"You guy, do you want to die!"

"Do you know what you look like? You're like a noisy bed bug to me, and I can paint your brain on the wall with just a touch of my hand. ”

Looking at Ilyich, who was getting closer and closer to him, Lu Zhou, who was quietly listening to his roar, suddenly spoke.

"I really want to, or ...... Can you move me to try it? ”

He was answered by an oncoming wind.

Knowing that he couldn't say it, and he didn't have any intention of beeping with him at all, the hairy man swung out an angry fist.

However, Lu Zhou's face did not have the slightest fear, and he didn't even have the intention of hiding.

He admits that this speed is fast for himself, and it is not easy to dodge if he wants to.

But for the professionals......

It's still far from it.

Looking at the stinky face that was getting closer and closer to his fist, a cruel smile appeared on Ilyich's face.

How dare anyone laugh at their own way of education?

In the small town of Nosovka, no one has ever dared to speak to him like this.

He swore he would take the nasty guy's nose off and stuff it in his own mouth.

However, just as he was thinking this, just as his fist was a palm's width away from that pesky face, a massive force landed on his elbow.

He didn't even know how the man was moving, but vaguely he heard a soft click, and then a huge force burst out of his abdomen, and then he flew sideways like a sandbag thrown from a truck......

Duang——！

The trash can was smashed directly into the ground and recessed in the side.

The nurse's screams came from the side, and the security guards who rushed to hear the news quickly surrounded them.

Wang Peng moved his wrist, looked at the man lying on the ground in a distorted position, and said in Russian, which he was quite proficient.

"Speak well, do something."

As for who made the man do it......

He didn't care about that kind of thing.

The man who had lost sensation in his right hand and kicked the garbage scattered all over the ground with his feet was kicking wildly, and the man who hadn't gotten up from the ground after a few attempts screamed angrily.

"You're done! How dare you do it to me! Look at me and don't beat you up! Ahem—"

It can be seen that Wang Peng is still merciful.

If the kick hadn't been kicked in the stomach, but instead of an elbow or knee, it would have exploded in his chest, and he would have been in the emergency room by now.

Ignoring the man lying on the ground, barking like a wounded wild dog, Lu Zhou picked up the opinion of abandoning treatment from the ground and tore it to pieces.

Just as he was about to find a complete trash can to throw it away, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a crumpled piece of paper that had fallen to the ground.

If I'm not mistaken, this should have fallen out of the man's pocket.

And it looks like it's supposed to be a medical certificate or something.

The scene was extremely chaotic, and the security guards next to him had already surrounded him, but the people from the Federal Security Service arrived first, controlled the situation at the scene, and were learning about the situation from Wang Peng.

While everyone didn't notice his side, Lu Zhou stepped aside and picked up the medical certificate from Ilyich's pocket from the ground.

However, at the first glance of the diagnosis, his heart stopped beating half a beat.

Lung Cancer –

Advanced!