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"Minister, this is Mr. Shen's information.
He is a leading figure in the field of nuclear physics in China. He is now in the late stage of pancreatic cancer, which has spread rapidly. The doctor has issued a critical illness notice.
Qiao Jianmin handed a document to Zhou Zhenguo.
Zhou Zhenguo took the document and looked through it carefully.
“And this one, General Lin, who joined the revolution in his youth and made great military achievements.
He's been bedridden since suffering a stroke a few years ago, and recently developed complications and an infection, with a persistent high fever and unstable vital signs." Qiao Jianmin handed over another copy.
After reading all the documents, the two finally narrowed down three people: Mr. Shen, General Lin, and Minister Li, a senior diplomat who had been on the front line all year round. He had heart failure due to long-term fatigue and had been rescued several times.
"Just these three." Zhou Zhenguo closed the file and rubbed his brow. "The others will have to wait until next year."
Qiao Jianmin nodded. These three are the pillars of the country, so there is no problem with this selection.
The next day, Qiao Jianmin called Zhong Ling, briefly explained the conditions of the three selected patients, and asked when Zhong Ling would be available.
Zhong Ling replied, "Send them to the medical room in the compound. I'll see Mr. Shen tomorrow afternoon."
The hospital's medical room is an internal institution that provides medical services for the hospital. It has a high level of confidentiality and complete facilities, making it the best place for treatment.
The next day, at three o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Shen was secretly sent to the ward of the compound's medical room.
His face was sallow, his breathing was weak, and he was plugged into various tubes. Mr. Shen's son, Shen Mingzhong, and the attending physician were by his bedside.
When Zhou Zhenguo and Qiao Jianmin arrived, Zhong Ling had already entered the ward.
She was wearing a gray casual outfit, her long hair was tied up casually, and there was no extra expression on her face.
"Comrade Zhong Ling." Zhou Zhenguo stepped forward and whispered about Mr. Shen's condition, as well as Shen Mingzhong and the attending physician.
Zhong Ling just nodded slightly, her eyes swept over everyone in the ward, and finally landed on Mr. Shen.
"Everyone please step aside." Zhong Ling said.
Shen Mingzhong and the attending physician were stunned for a moment.
The attending physician hesitated: "Ms. Zhong, the patient's condition..."
Qiao Jianmin stepped forward and winked at the attending physician: "Do as Comrade Zhong Ling says."
Although Shen Mingzhong was a little uneasy, he still had great trust in Qiao Jianmin and Zhou Zhenguo, so he could only take the doctor out of the ward and stand guard outside the door.
Only Zhong Ling, Zhou Zhenguo and Qiao Jianmin were left in the ward.
Zhong Ling walked to the bedside, raised her hand, and gently touched Mr. Shen’s eyebrows with her fingertips.
Wood-type spiritual power overflowed from her fingertips and entered Mr. Shen's body.
It was visible to the naked eye that Mr. Shen's originally sallow skin began to turn red, his weak breathing gradually became steady, and his heart rate gradually returned to normal.
Zhou Zhenguo and Qiao Jianmin couldn't help but hold their breath.
Although I have seen it before, I still feel shocked when I watch it again.
About five minutes later, Zhong Ling withdrew her hand. Mr. Shen's eyes trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
Those eyes were a little confused, and then became clear.
"Where... am I?" Mr. Shen's voice was hoarse and weak.
Zhong Ling did not answer. She took out a jade-white pill from the space and handed it to Shen Lao's mouth: "Take it."
Mr. Shen subconsciously opened his mouth, and the pill melted in his mouth, and the medicinal effect instantly spread throughout his body.
He felt his body become lighter, and all the fatigue and pain in his body were fading away.
He struggled to sit up, but Zhong Ling gently held him down.
"Have a good rest and start moving around once you're used to it." Zhong Ling said calmly.
Mr. Shen felt that he was in better spirits than ever before, as if he had returned to his youth.
He looked at Zhong Ling and knew that it was the woman in front of him who saved him. He was very grateful, but he had been ill for too long and his mind was still a little confused, so he couldn't express his gratitude for the time being.
Zhong Ling didn't stay any longer. She turned to Zhou Zhenguo and Qiao Jianmin and said, "He's fine now. He just needs to rest."
After saying that, she walked towards the door.
Zhou Zhenguo came to his senses and hurriedly chased after him: "Comrade Zhong Ling, the fee..."
Zhong Ling waved her hand without even turning her head: "Tell Shen Mingzhong to call my card."
As soon as she walked out of the ward, Shen Mingzhong and the attending physician immediately surrounded her.
"Ms. Zhong, my father..." Shen Mingzhong asked nervously.
Zhong Ling just glanced at him and left without saying a word.
Zhou Zhenguo and Qiao Jianmin then walked out of the ward. Shen Mingzhong turned his gaze to them and asked anxiously about his father's condition.
"Mr. Shen is fine now. You can go in and take a look." Zhou Zhenguo said in a complicated tone.
Shen Mingzhong rushed into the ward half-believing and half-doubting, and saw his dying father sitting on the bed. Although his face was still a little pale, his eyes were clear and he could even call out his name.
"Dad!" Shen Mingzhong's eyes were red with excitement. He rushed to the bedside and held his father's hand tightly.
The attending physician also rushed in. He examined Mr. Shen's body and found that his body had returned to normal, but he was still a little weak, but there was no other problem.
He was completely stunned, muttering, "How...how is this possible?!"
Zhou Zhenguo and Qiao Jianmin looked at this scene and felt deeply moved again, thinking how lucky they were to have Zhong Ling.
Anyone who sees a person who is about to be sentenced to death come back to life in a few minutes will have such a reaction. It is really shocking.
Shen Mingzhong quickly recovered from his tears of joy. He remembered Zhong Ling's conditions and immediately found Zhou Zhenguo: "Minister Zhou, Miss Zhong's expenses..."
Zhou Zhenguo nodded: "According to the agreement, two million."
Shen Mingzhong nodded repeatedly and had no complaints about the sky-high cost. Instead, he felt that he had gotten a huge bargain.
To Zhong Ling, Old Shen was nothing more than a ball of energy on the verge of collapse. With a little guidance and replenishment, he could be revived.
This deal was a piece of cake for her.
In the next few days, General Lin and Minister Li were also sent to the compound's medical room.
Zhong Ling used different treatment methods and elixirs according to their conditions.
Every time, he pulled the patient back from the brink of death in the horrified eyes of the crowd.
Every time the crowd exclaimed and the patients' families were ecstatic, Zhou Zhenguo and Qiao Jianmin deeply felt the power and importance of Zhong Ling! Their hearts were very complicated.
The news of the three people's recovery quickly spread among the highest levels within the company, but this time, in order to prevent leaks, Zhou Zhenguo required all participants to sign a confidentiality agreement, and the consequences of violation were very serious.
Everyone knew the seriousness of the matter, cooperated well, and signed a confidentiality agreement.
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