"Chairman Tao, please calm down first,"
Lin Renxin had seen too many hysterical scenes from patients who had just learned they had an incurable disease. He sighed heavily and said in a serious tone, "This is not a matter of money. Nerve necrosis is one of the biggest challenges in the dical field, and there is no way to overco it in a short ti."
"My personal advice is to go back and recuperate for a while, and have regular check-ups."
Go back and recuperate?
Doesn’t that an there’s no cure?
Tao Pinggui stared blankly at his lower body, unable to hold back the tears streaming down his face.
Luo Zitong felt a mix of emotions beside him. Today, when Tao Pinggui had hit her, she had wished to see him suffer.
But to be honest, although Tao Pinggui was old, he was indeed quite vigorous in that area, even stronger than Zhang Qiang had been.
Moreover, it was precisely because Tao Pinggui had a preference for her that he had spared no effort in helping Luo’s Group to rally.
If Tao Pinggui’s condition was truly incurable, would he hit her like he did today again in the future?
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
Just then, Tao Pinggui’s phone in his pocket rang. It was his nephew Tao Donglai, "Uncle, I heard from Tao Wu that you’re unwell. What exactly happened? Is it serious?"
"My legs are paralyzed, and there’s a problem down there. The doctor said it’s nerve necrosis, and it’s incurable."
Without any concealnt, Tao Pinggui told his nephew the details.
"ED?"
From the phone ca Tao Donglai’s deep voice, "Uncle, why don’t you co to Tao Pharmaceuticals’ Jiangling City branch tomorrow morning? Dr. Wang will also be there tomorrow morning."
"The new male product we’re researching is specifically for treating ED, and it might actually be able to cure your condition."
These words were like a lifebuoy thrown to a person about to drown. Tao Pinggui’s face lit up with happiness as he nodded vigorously, "Good, I’ll co right now!"
At that mont, he wished he could go imdiately without waiting for tomorrow.
But Tao Donglai refused, "Uncle, there’s no use in coming now, Dr. Wang will only be here tomorrow, and that special dicine still lacks one ingredient."
Tao Pinggui was confused, "Then why are you telling to co tomorrow..."
"Here’s the thing. Tomorrow afternoon, there’s a small traditional Chinese dicine auction at Wen Family’s auction center, and there’s a rare herb that is exactly what our special dicine needs," Tao Donglai explained truthfully.
"Dr. Wang is rushing back from the overseas research center specifically for this herb," he added.
In fact, another reason Tao Donglai didn’t want Tao Pinggui to co over so late was that he currently had a beautiful woman in his embrace and since his uncle couldn’t perform, he really didn’t want to provoke him.
"Alright, I’ll co over in the morning then."
Knowing that hurrying now was useless, Tao Pinggui didn’t insist further. After hanging up the phone, he glanced at Lin Renxin, snorted disdainfully, "What trash!"
With that, he gestured to Luo Zitong, "Let’s go!"
"Tao..."
Lin Renxin suddenly rembered that perhaps there was soone who could cure Tao Pinggui. He was about to speak up but saw that the man had already walked away impatiently.
He shook his head and sighed, "Forget it, with Chairman Tao’s temperant, Mister Mo probably won’t lift a finger..."
...
anwhile, Mo Han, who had finished his shower and was hanging clothes on the balcony, was on a phone call.
"Mister Mo, are you free tomorrow? Our Wen Family’s auction house is having a dicinal herb auction tomorrow afternoon and I would like to invite you..."
The caller was none other than Wen Biyu, the daughter of the Wen Family.
Originally, old Master Zhou wanted to directly gift the herb to Mo Han to curry favor, but Wen Biyu had vetoed the idea.
She had known Mo Han for the longest ti and knew that he didn’t like taking advantage of others.
Back then, Mo Han had saved her adoptive daughter Shan Shan with just a silver needle, and she had been willing to offer billions in family assets, but Mo Han hadn’t even considered it and flatly refused.
Mo Han nodded without refusing, "Hmm, send the location. I’ll stop by if I’m free."
"Sure!"
No sooner had he hung up than He Chen called.
"Mister Mo, Sun Liehu has fled!"
On the phone, He Chen spoke seriously, "I just got confird news. Sun Liehu had his assistant liquidate all his assets, and he has booked a plane ticket to Aiiruike, the earliest flight tomorrow."
"He’s currently staying at the Qiankun Hotel. Should we keep him here?"
"No need!"
Mo Han smiled faintly, for he certainly knew why Sun Liehu was fleeing.
Three of his five bodyguards had been shot in the head, and he himself had nearly been killed by a sniper’s bullet. If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn’t dare stay here either.
"Let him go if he seeks escape. It’s best to show rcy when one can," Mo Han spoke calmly, "But before he leaves, we need to make it clear; his son’s death was not our doing."
"Have Go Lao’er talk to him."
"Alright!"
He Chen nodded and was about to hang up when he suddenly rembered sothing and spoke up, "Oh, Mister Mo, there’s one more thing."
"You asked to look for a pharmaceutical company on the brink of bankruptcy, and I’ve got so news on that front."
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