Demons Beside You

Lasfa heard the news, and thundered directly, and thundered on the spot.

Jokingly, no matter what his identity, no one has ever made such a request to him.

This made him unable to calm down, but his body became increasingly uncomfortable.

This forced him to call up a private doctor and health consultant, Redra.

Redra is a big red-haired beauty, but Rasfa has no energy to pay attention to Redra's beauty at this moment.

Not to mention, Redra was bought by other factions.

Rheda hurriedly performed a physical examination of Rasfa, and his face was very dignified: "Mr. Rasfa, I suggest that you better go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination now."

"No, I don't have that time." Rasfa directly rejected Radella's suggestion, but then came a series of heavy coughs: "Cough ... I have another very important meeting tomorrow, and you have a meeting for me ... prescribe some medicine ... "

"Sorry sir, I ca n’t do that. If you still do n’t go to the hospital, maybe the place to go tomorrow is not the conference room, but the morgue. Now, as a doctor, I solemnly tell you that your current physical condition It is possible to die anytime, anywhere. I'm not alarmist. You'd better go to the hospital now. This might save your life. Your body is in a hurry. "

Even from a professional point of view, Rasfa's physical function is now almost completely collapsed. Even if he is admitted to the hospital, he may not be able to live for 24 hours.

At this time, if she prescribed a drug, it would be tantamount to murder, and even if she would not be sentenced to murder, her medical license would be revoked.

What is a health consultant is to make the right advice to patients and employers when needed.

Even if she is bought by someone else, that is a moral issue.

But in the professional field, she never violates her professionalism.

"I won't go to the hospital."

Rhedra turned to look at his followers: "Paul, I suggest you call Mr. Rasfa's daughter and tell her that I'm not kidding."

"Okay, okay, I'll go to the hospital, please don't call her."

"Sir, I'll get my car ready," Paul said.

Rasfa was reluctantly taken to the hospital, where he underwent a comprehensive medical examination at Redra's arrangement.

Rasfa was sent to the intensive care unit, where no one has yet come to tell him the results of the test.

But he felt that his body was getting worse.

Very bad, it's like never before.

Although he was uncomfortable before, he felt that he could hold it.

But this time is different, he really has some kind of bad hunch.

"Paul, Paul, come in," Rasfa shouted, yelling.

"Sir, do you have any instructions?"

"Call the doctor and ask him to come, $ 100,000, I'll give it! Tell him, come here quickly."

No matter how tough you are, it's not as good as your own life.

If this saves him, he doesn't mind being subdued and paying $ 100,000.

Just then, a woman in her forties came in, her daughter Zola.

"Zola, why are you here?"

As his woman, Zola inherited almost all the character of Rasfa, strong and capable.

Both marriages are because she sees work as more important than family.

However, Zola has high requirements for her image, and she follows an image designer everywhere she goes.

But today, Zola went out without makeup and looked like she was crying.

"Father, how are you?" Zola tried to restrain her emotions.

"Is my condition serious?"

"No, your body has a little problem. You can continue to mingle with your little sisters ....

"How long do I have?" Rasfa asked lowly.

"Father, it's not as bad as you think."

"How long do I have?"

"The doctor said ..." Zola had tears in her eyes. "He said you might ... maybe not tonight ..."

Lasfa was stunned. He thought Zola would speak for a few months. Wasn't it always done in the movie?

"But ... but I feel ... I don't feel so bad ..."

Yeah, that's how the dying people feel, and that's how they look back.

This old body is forcibly extracting its last vitality.

Zola lowered her head and didn't speak.

Just then, there was a noise outside.

Zola was furious. This is the hospital and the intensive care unit!

"What's going on outside?"

Paul came in: "Sir, the doctor came today, but was stopped by the hospital security outside the intensive care unit. The doctor forced the pet to come in. He said that the pet cannot come in, and he would not come in."

"Funny, get rid of that bastard, he is not needed here," Zola exclaimed angrily.

"Let him come in and talk to the security guard." Rasfa didn't want to die. The more he was dying, the more he was afraid of death. This is human nature and no one can change it.

After a while, Chen Yun came in, carrying the tool box, and holding a Shar Pei dog in one hand.

"Haha ... old Jew, I said, you can't live tonight, do you believe me now?"

"Who are you? You dare to speak to my father in this tone. I don't think you want to stay in Los Angeles."

"Your father, madam, I think you must first figure out what your father said to me today. I rarely hate someone, but your father will definitely be on my blacklist."

"Well, Zola," Rasfa said in a rage. "Sir, I'm sorry for what I said to you today."

"Don't apologize, I didn't come to settle with you, just for one hundred thousand dollars, that's all."

Rasfa's chest was slightly undulating, and his breathing became reluctant.

He didn't even have the energy to get angry now, but looked at Chen Yan with an extremely strong desire for survival.

"Do you know my condition?"

"Of course, I warned you today during the day. By the way, using my Eastern witchcraft, it is clear that my predictions worked, and you are now dying."

"Then you should know that if your treatment is not effective, not only will you not get $ 100,000, but I will probably throw you into the sea to feed sharks."

"Drink this." Chen Yan took a small bottle with black liquid in it.

"What is this?" Zola grabbed the small bottle immediately, and she was full of distrust of Chen Ye. This was because Chen Ye's first impression was too bad.

"One thing that will keep him alive for three more days." Chen Yan shrugged. "White man, what more do you need to hesitate? If this thing doesn't work, I may be charged with the murderer, but you have nothing Is n’t it true that you are going to die anyway, do you think I need to kill you ahead of time at my own expense? ”

"Zola, give me that potion."

"father."

"He's right," Rasfa said.

At this time he had no choice but to accept it.

"If my father is dead, I won't let you go."

"Ma'am, please make it clear. I said that this medicine can only maintain his three-day life. After three days, if you need follow-up treatment, please make an appointment in advance. Thank you."