The attending doctor of the Yuntan Hospital said, “There is no better way for our hospital to treat Mr. Xuanyuan’s injury. We recommend conservative treatment for such many organs.”
At this time, Xuanyuan Xingrui said with a dark face, “You quacks can’t cure my brother’s illness. I have contacted the doctors of our family. Tonight, I will take my brother back to treat him.”
After saying these words, he did not forget to look at Benedict beside him.
“Mr. Leung, you deliberately concealed Brucille’s strength to us, and seriously injured my elder brother. I will definitely report it to the patriarch when we get back.”
Benedict was no longer a three-year-old child, and anyone could point fingers at him. So at this time, he said unhappily, “Xingrui, as an adult, you have to be responsible for what you say. I have never concealed Brucille’s strength, and I have never told you that it was Xuanyuan Hongli, not me.”
At this time, Xuanyuan Hongli was standing beside Benedict. His two brothers came from afar, but they didn’t expect that they would end up in such a serious situation.
“Xingrui, when you go back, tell the patriarch that he must send more powerful masters to deal with Brucille. The medicine in his hand is very useful. The fact that the Zeng family can cooperate with Brucille proves that the medicine in his hand has been verified.”
Benedict looked at Gui Yu with a burning face and said, “Gui Yu, since you are injured, take good care of yourself in the hospital. After you are discharged from the hospital, I will arrange for you to go on a vacation and relax. Leave the things here to me.”
The two of them lived in the VIP ward. After Benedict left the ward, he got into Huang Xiaojing’s car. Huang Xiaojing asked with concern, “Mr. Leung, how is Gu Yuxuan’s injury?”
“He has completely become a cripple. After the hospital is cured, we will send him abroad to recuperate. He doesn’t need to come back anymore.”
Huang Xiaoning understood that the so-called going abroad to recuperate was just out of sight and out of mind.
Benedict had never given up coveting Brucille’s prescription. He said to Huang Xiaojing, “The Xuanyuan Family doesn’t believe me at all. I’ve paid so much, but they actually sent two wet behind the ears to deal with Brucille. In the end, they even blamed it on me. This is outrageous.”
“Since Ghastly Tear is no match for Brucille, I want to send Deity to kill him. This time, I must capture Brucille alive no matter what. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a pity for me to waste so much energy?”
There was not much power that Benedict could use. The Demon Moon, one of the six top killers, betrayed him. Earth Tiger was dead, and now the Ghost Cry was useless.
Now, there were only three top killers left, namely Qing Ran, Divine Chop, and Dragon Breaking.
There was no doubt that Qing Ran, who ranked fifth, was no match for Brucille. Even if she went there, she would only be courting death. Now, only Broken Dragon and Divine Chop could kill Brucille.
Huang Xiaoning, who was holding on to the steering wheel, let out a long sigh and said, “These two people are the last cards of Mr. Leung. They are really of some use to Brucille. How can we use the butcher’s knife to kill a chicken?”
“As long as we can prove that the prescription in Brucille’s hand is useful, I believe that the Xuanyuan Family will be more anxious than you. At this time, we can’t mess with ourselves. The Zeng Family should have got the prescription. It’s better to try it in his hand.”
Huang Xiaoxing had always been resourceful and resourceful. She could be called the woman behind Benedict.
Therefore, Benedict firmly believed her. “Okay, you can do as you like. You should know that I don’t have much time to waste.”
“I understand, Mr. Leung. There will be an order meeting for long-term tumor special effects tomorrow. It should be quite popular at the scene. Would you like to go to the scene and have a look?”
Benedict rubbed his temples wearily, shook his head, and said, “You don’t have to make money by doing this kind of thing. Inform the company to continue to invest more money. Even if you want to try it one by one, you have to try it out for me.”
“Yes.”
The world didn’t know that the reason why Benedict was so crazy to find special medicine for treating diseases was that there was no cure for the tumor in his body.
It was not until a year ago that he knew that he had been looking for better medicine and doctors all over the world at all costs.
He had hundreds of billions of assets in Oceanic Group, but he had just enjoyed his peak life for a short time. No matter what, he could not give up. Being alive was his greatest motivation.
Sometimes, Huang Little Crystal felt that her boss was very pitiful. He was running for his life almost every day.
The successive failures of Qiuyun and Xia Yu had caused Brucille to gradually lose his confidence in the Zeng family. At the very least, he had lost his patience.
In order to ensure Monique’s safety, Yao Yue personally went to the hospital to guard the hospital.
Brucille was treating patients from all over the country in his health center. According to the statistics of thousands of patients, Brucille found that these medicines were highly effective.
According to the prescription recorded by the mysterious doctors of the Yip family, he had successfully cured a lot of difficult and complicated diseases.
There were only a few patients left in the evening, and Brucille was already a little tired.
When Yang Juan passed by, she poured him a glass of water and asked kindly, “Dr. Yip, are you all right?”
“It’s okay. You don’t have to worry about me.”
Sitting in front of Brucille was an old patient. It was the second time that he had come here. After feeling the pulse, Brucille asked, “Sir, according to the current situation, your liver disease should have recovered. Why are you still here?”
The old man said, “Dr. Cen, it’s not me. It’s my brother.”
It was only at this time that Brucille saw that there was another person beside the old man, but because of his petite figure, the display screen blocked him.
“My brother has been severely injured, and now his hands and feet are almost disabled. He wants to see if there’s anything he can do.”
This analogy was not very appropriate, but Brucille was also very helpless when he saw the old man. The joints of his limbs had been severely deformed, and the possibility of reconstruction was almost zero.
It was impossible for the severely deformed knuckles to stretch out again. In addition, they had lost their function for a long time.
Brucille said with a serious expression, “Sir, I really can’t do anything about it after such a long time. I suggest that you don’t need to go to other hospitals for treatment. There won’t be a good result.”
His brother was quite outgoing. He could accept such a result and then left in a wheelchair.
Seeing the old man leave in such a dejected manner, Brucille understood that there was an essential difference between a miracle doctor and an immortal, not to mention that he was not even a miracle doctor.
After seeing off the last patient, Brucille went upstairs to the emergency room. He found a treadmill and ran for 20 minutes. After sweating profusely, he looked at the time on his watch and felt that Monique had got off work by this time.
After leaving the office, the gatekeeper waved goodbye to Brucille. But when Brucille came downstairs, he found that the door of the auction house was open, and there seemed to be someone else.