Song Moxu ignored Dr. Huo and was pushed by the old butler, Huo Shan, to Huo Tianming.
"I think it's an allergic disease. Your respiratory spasm has reached a certain level and you must receive treatment immediately." Dr. Huo didn't care about Qin Lu's follow-up treatment. Instead, she bent down beside Song Moxu and kept talking about her judgment.
Like a purebred puppy, she stuck out her tongue and wagged her tail.
Song Moxu still did not speak.
"I graduated from Johns Hopkins Medical University and did a lot of research on allergic diseases during my studies." Dr. Huo listened to Song Moxu's breathing and after getting closer, he saw red spots on her exposed skin.
Although the spots were not the standard allergic maculopapules and were a little strange like copper coins, he kept talking.
Opportunities were for those who were prepared!
Now that the opportunity had appeared in front of her, she had to grasp it.
The woman in front of her could change her fate, just like how she and her ancestors had changed the fate of countless people.
Dr. Huo ignored the strange gazes of the people in the conference room and kept explaining to Song Moxu's condition.
He pretended not to hear Song Moxu's female disciple's unceremonious rebuke.
Dr. Huo knew that one had to be thick-skinned at critical moments.
"Wait a moment." Song Moxu waved his hand, shooing Dr. Huo away like a fly.
Dr. Huo immediately stopped talking and bent over to stand behind the wheelchair. Even if Song Moxu did not see it and could not see it, he still maintained such a posture.
"I made a divination and the divination points to the north. Old Mr. Qin is safe this time," Song Moxu said lightly. Song Moxu said faintly. The sound of bronchial spasms in her voice did not reduce the majesty of her words.
Qin Tianming was stunned.
His father's illness could be cured? That was impossible!
And the divination pointed to the north, was it referring to Dr. Zheng Ren from the Imperial Capital Hospital?!
Ever since knowing the contents of the will, Qin Tianming did not want Zheng Ren to come to see a doctor to avoid any changes.
Although he did not believe that a young doctor from a public hospital would see a doctor, he maintained a trace of caution.
After all, he cured Zou Jiahua's "poison."
With billions of assets in front of him, Qin Tianming only hoped that his father would die early and not cause any unexpected changes.
But now, the third generation Song Master, Mr. Song Moxu, was in front of him and said the divination.
In addition, with Lawyer He present, she couldn't speak anymore.
He lowered his head and glanced at Ryosuke Lichikawa.
Ryosuke Lichuan stood up. Just as he was about to speak, the old butler Qin Shan said in Japanese, "Mr. Lichuan."
"Hmm?"
"Thank you very much for your treatment of Master. You have worked hard during this period of time."
Ryosuke Lichikawa was a little surprised. He thought that they would have to argue for a while. He did not expect the old butler to say that in such a pleasant manner.
"Just now, Dr. Olsen from the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences contacted Dr. Sinny Crosby from MIT's bioengineering department," Qin Shan said calmly. "He's very dissatisfied with your performance."
Yosuke Lichikawa was stunned when he heard Dr. Olsen's name.
"Dr. Olsen from the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences expressed his dissatisfaction with MIT's project. He believes that your actions are hindering scientific progress."
There was no need to say anything else.
At the same time, the light flashed again.
Cinny Crosby's silhouette appeared. He angrily waved his hands and roared, "Lichuan, you idiot! Get back to MIT! If you say another word, the project team will be canceled! Idiot! You're a piece of trash. You should be washed away by the water instead of causing trouble for me! "
Yosuke Lichikawa was stunned.
However, he immediately realized that at least three projects from MIT had been recommended for the Nobel Prize in Physics this year.
The teacher must have been under great pressure from the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences.
He obediently lowered his head and turned to leave without saying a word.
Qin Tianming originally had the upper hand, but in front of the old butler, Qin Shan, there was no room for resistance.
Whether it was the letter from his father in Lawyer He's hands, the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences, or anything else, Qin Tianming knew that he had no room for resistance.
It was just like when he faced Qin Tang just now, the powerlessness and helplessness of the little guy.
"Call Boss Zheng. All treatment measures will be taken by Boss Zheng," Qin Shan said. "From now on, the work of the medical team will be taken over by Boss Zheng."
Qin Tianming was speechless.
From the moment Boss Zheng came and gave an unimaginable diagnosis until now, Qin Shan had deliberately left some time.
This might be a test from his father.
Was his performance good?
Qin Tianming did not think that it was wrong for him to refuse Boss Zheng's treatment measures.
He stood silently at the side and did not speak.
Qin Tang stared blankly at the old butler, Qin Shan.
"Young Master Tang, please contact Boss Zheng and take over Master's treatment in the shortest time possible," Qin Shan said.
"Oh, oh." Qin Tang immediately took out his phone.
Song Moxu's breathing became heavier. The sound of his airway spasming was mixed with his heavy breathing. It was so ear-piercing.
"Master Song, I think your trachea and bronchial spasm may be caused by allergies. I can arrange an examination for you immediately to test for allergens, "Doctor Huo said attentively.
"There are thousands of allergies. I will first rule out the impossible options for you. Otherwise, it will take a long time to test for allergens," Doctor Huo continued when Song Moxu did not speak.
He wanted to convince Song Moxu. This was one of the best opportunities to change his life.
"No need," Song Moxu said. "Doctor Li Heyong has already done an allergen test for me."
Doctor Huo bent her back and suddenly froze.
Li Heyong was the most professional doctor who treated allergies in the sanatorium. His standard was recognized by everyone as the world's top standard.
Had he seen all of them? Doctor Huo immediately understood. With Song Moxu's identity, how could he not come to the sanatorium for treatment after getting sick?
She was too stupid!
"Master Song, I will contact Hopkins Hospital …"
"No need. This is my life, not an illness," Song Moxu said. "I am tired and want to rest."
Qin Shan pushed the wheelchair and turned to leave the conference room.
Doctor Huo lowered her head and was very depressed.
Sure enough, she could not get in touch with people like Song Moxu.
To some extent, to obtain Master Song's favor and change his Fengshui was far more difficult than treating Qin Lu's illness.
"I want to see during the surgery," Song Moxu said.
"Okay. I will arrange it as soon as possible when Boss Zheng comes," Qin Shan said.
Qin Tang quickly hung up the phone.
"Young Master Sun, when will Boss Zheng arrive?" Qin Shan asked.
Qin Tang was stunned and did not answer immediately.
But then he said, "Boss Zheng … said he has no time …"
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