Chapter 142 He is waking up!

Sitting on the sofa, mobile phone in hand, Su Wanwan flipped through today's hot news.

——"The island nation announced that it would discharge nuclear wastewater, and many countries around the world protested!"

——"Fishermen in ** City said they would never eat local fish again"

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As her fingertips slid gently, hot news jumped down in front of Su Wanwan's eyes.

As a reborn person, Su Wanwan has been trying hard to recall every detail of her life since the moment she discovered that she was reborn twenty years ago, and she is unwilling to miss any key points.

But she didn't expect that Mr. Su and Mrs. Su, who had held Su Tang in their hands in their previous life and loved her so much that they were willing to hand over the Su Hospital to Song Zhehao, would actually drive her out of the Su family! They didn't allow her to take any jewelry! She was caught off guard!

The cash she had saved in previous years had already been given to the middleman.

"However, there is always a way out... Fortunately, I still remember some other things." Su Wanwan raised her chin slightly, narrowed her eyes and murmured softly.

This is the good thing about rebirth. The memories of her previous life are her greatest golden finger in this life!

Even if I fail temporarily, I can still turn the situation around with a little memory. Su Wanwan thought firmly as she tried hard to recall what would happen in the next period of time.

In fact, she was lucky to be able to recall three major events that happened this year.

Su Wanwan lowered her eyes slightly, staring at the trending search rankings on her phone.

"In my previous life, I also fantasized about becoming rich overnight, finding the source of the heart and having a successful heart transplant. It's a pity that fantasy is just fantasy after all..." Su Wanwan murmured in a low voice.

"Speaking of this nuclear wastewater discharge, the reason why I remember it so clearly is because when the news broke on the Internet, I happened to be hospitalized for three days due to a heart attack. The patients around me and their families were all talking about this incident..."

What she can remember now, apart from a few things related to social news, are mostly the experiences of being hospitalized day and night in the hospital in her previous life.

Especially when she was hospitalized that year, she had no money on her and had to go through almost all her acquaintances to collect enough money for the hospital fees.

Therefore, even now, twenty years later, if I just dig deep into my mind, I can find this relevant memory.

"As for the news about the unearthed national cultural relics, it was purely because the phoenix crown was so exquisite... and on the day when the phoenix crown was unearthed, there was another piece of news - 'Due to heavy rain, soil was lost in farmers' backyard vegetable fields, and ancient cultural relics were discovered.' The location of this news happened to be Shenzhen!" Su Wanwan's eyes flashed with a glimmer, and she turned the webpage down meaningfully.

"So I only remember that it rained in Shenzhen when the relevant news came out, but I don't remember exactly which day it was..."

Su Wanwan wrinkled her nose, with a look of dissatisfaction that was difficult to conceal: "I don't know what I was thinking about in my previous life. How come there is no important information, not even the winning lottery numbers? Only these messy hot search news? And some information will take several years or even more than ten years to be useful?"

For example, when she was young, she knew that housing prices would rise wildly in the next decade or so. She had Su's father and mother buy several properties, including the villa where the Su family lives now...

But these are of no use to her now.

She even knew that the stock market would soar into a bull market in two years, and shipping stocks would take off and surpass all other types of stocks. Many stocks would even increase in price from a dozen yuan to one or two hundred yuan!

But she has no money and no capital, so it’s useless even if she knows!

"Forget it, there's no point in thinking so much. I'll just wait for Song Zhehao to come and see me."

Su Wanwan thought and murmured, "With the hot news appearing today, I'm sure the other party will come to me immediately."

However, as soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!——"

The knock on the door was a little hurried, and carried with it an irrepressible excitement!

Su Wanwan just opened the door.

Song Zhehao rushed into the room excitedly!

"I didn't expect that what you said was actually true!"

Song Zhehao's usual nonchalant expression was now full of seriousness. His heartbeat quickened and he said excitedly, "Although I think all this is unscientific, I have heard that many wealthy businessmen believed in metaphysics and destiny in the past."

"I didn't believe this before, but now I'm willing to believe it once!" Song Zhehao's eyes were shining.

"As long as what you said is true, and the anti-cancer drug can really make a lot of money, I can directly decide to give you 5% of the profits!" Song Zhehao smiled at Su Wanwan and said, "Even if you can provide a better project, I can increase this part of the profit share again!"

"What's the highest?" Su Wanwan's heart moved slightly, and she asked subconsciously.

"10%!" Song Zhehao looked at Su Wanwan, not hiding his thoughts at all.

10%!

Su Wanwan's heart warmed slightly. She originally thought that 5% of the total profit was the limit that Song Zhehao could give.

After all, for these projects, she only provided ideas, while the funding, connections, resource plans, etc., all had to be handled by Song Zhehao.

Even in this case, she had no way to get involved in the project business.

It would be good if the other party was willing to give her a 5% dividend.

Su Wanwan was a little excited. She subconsciously licked her canine teeth with the tip of her tongue, feeling the clear pain brought by the sharp teeth sliding across her tongue. Su Wanwan nodded and smiled gently at Song Zhehao: "Okay! I agree to whatever Brother Song said... As long as I dream of a good project in the future, I will tell Brother Song..."

"Don't agree so quickly, and don't be so happy too early."

Song Zhehao waved his hand and calmly interrupted Su Wanwan: "Although I believe what you say now, it does not mean that I can have the final say in the Song Group."

"Our company is like other companies. Big projects often need to be discussed and decided by the board of directors."

Song Zhehao narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "So many projects may not require a large initial investment, and the company will only increase its funding budget when results emerge."

"Um……?"

Su Wanwan frowned slightly. This was not what she had imagined.

She originally thought that, with the existence of "precognitive dreams", Song Zhehao would not only choose to believe her, but would also take these projects very seriously and might even casually spend billions.

"In today's society, everything has to be done based on science, planning, and data. No one will act without seeing the rabbit." Song Zhehao looked at Su Wanwan, chuckled and said, "I believe you don't want to tell other people on the board that you can predict the future..."

Su Wanwan: “…………”

Su Wanwan didn't say anything, but her eyes looked silently at Song Zhehao.

Indeed, the fewer people who knew about this kind of thing, the better, and she didn't have true 'precognitive dreams'.

Everything in her mind was memories of her previous life.

"So, I hope you can provide the company with more information during the project..."

Song Zhehao's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said threateningly: "Also, I don't want anyone else to know about this except me."

Song Zhehao's sharp eyes were like those of a hawk. He looked straight at Su Wanwan and said, "Since you have chosen to cooperate with me, you must not tell others about your ability to predict the future! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Song Zhehao spoke the last sentence softly and fully, and even raised the corners of his mouth slightly to reveal a hint of a smile while he spoke. However, the threat hidden behind the smile subconsciously made Su Wanwan feel a chill down her spine and shudder all over her body!

Su Wanwan swallowed and thought to herself: Song Zhehao is indeed a capital businessman. Anyone who was able to snatch hundreds of billions of assets from Song Che is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

However, she herself had never thought about collaborating with others.

Among the people she knew, there was only one person who had abundant capital and was in urgent need of investment projects: Song Zhehao.

Su Wanwan calmed down, looked at Song Zhehao, and said softly: "Brother Song, don't worry. I will definitely not tell anyone else about this..."

"Even if they are from the Su family, I won't tell them..." Su Wanwan tilted her head, showing her fair and slender neck to Song Zhehao, like a lamb waiting for a predator, trying her best to look weak and harmless.

Song Zhehao's gaze relaxed, then softened a lot, and he nodded and said, "If that's the case, that's great."

Only if he has such a big thing as predicting the future can the benefits be maximized, if everyone knew that Su Wanwan can predict the future.

So what advantages does he have?

Song Zhehao is well aware of the saying of giving a sweet date in return for a slap in the face.

He curled the corners of his lips, looked at Su Wanwan, and said in a relaxed tone: "Don't worry about anything else, just wait for the money to be collected in the future."

Song Zhehao: "I have asked my secretary to find the author of the cancer paper and ask him to buy the formula as soon as possible. At the same time, I also sent someone to acquire a small pharmaceutical research company."

"As long as the research company gets the core of the paper and produces the drug, I will have someone immediately apply for clinical research of the new drug! As long as the review agency passes the review, clinical trials can be carried out!"

Song Zhehao's smile was full of ambition and confidence for the future. He gestured in the air with his hands, as if that was the map of his future kingdom. "Once the clinical trial is passed and the drug is approved for marketing, I will promote the drug to the domestic market and to every tertiary hospital in the country as soon as possible! Then you can sit at home and collect money!"

The future outlined by Song Zhehao was very tempting. Su Wanwan almost instinctively followed Song Zhehao's words and thought about it, with excitement also shining in her eyes.

"No, not only the domestic market, but also the foreign market! The demand is also in short supply! This kind of special anti-cancer drug is far better than the anti-cancer drugs on the market!" Su Wanwan described the scenes of her previous life.

"If that's the case, it would be even better!" Song Zhehao curled his lips, his eyes and eyebrows full of joy.

In recent years, China is still slightly behind foreign countries in terms of drug manufacturing. Now, the world's top ten anti-cancer drugs are all produced abroad. Once this kind of anti-cancer drug can really achieve the effect that Su Wanwan said, Song Zhehao believes that this will definitely be a feast for the country! It is also a good opportunity for the Song Group to shift its business from domestic to overseas!

Song Zhehao was happy in his heart, but he did not forget the matter.

He looked at Su Wanwan with a smile and said, "Before, you only had one nanny to take care of you, which was too little. This time, I have found two more nannies and a family doctor. They will stay with you in this villa 24 hours a day and take good care of your health."

"24 hours...?" Su Wanwan frowned in confusion. It sounded good, but she always felt like something was wrong.

She could understand the family doctor, but what about the other two nannies?

She lives alone in a villa, does she need three nannies?

"Yes, 24 hours..."

Song Zhehao curled his lips, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Before the anti-cancer drugs are on the market, I hope someone can guarantee your safety every day. After all, sick people always need more people to take care of them..."

Song Zhehao's voice was light and soft, but at this moment, Su Wanwan suddenly understood what Song Zhehao meant.

Su Wanwan's expression changed slightly!

This person didn't want to send someone to look after her at all; his main purpose was to find someone to monitor her!

Su Wanwan's face turned pale and blue as she watched Song Zhehao take out his cell phone and make a call. She then heard the sound of the door opening.

Su Wanwan forced a smile and said in a falsely polite tone, "Okay, thank you, Brother Song."

Her fingers instinctively dug into the tender flesh of her palm, and the smile on Su Wanwan's face became more and more distorted.

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Central Hospital, Rehabilitation Department.

At this time, Su Tang was giving Song Che an injection. A dozen rehabilitation doctors in white coats were standing around with their eyes wide open. They held small notebooks in their hands and carefully observed every movement of Su Tang's hands! They were afraid that they would accidentally miss some acupuncture points!

As rehabilitation doctors, they are familiar with most of the acupoints.

Even when Su Tang was invited by Director Li, she already had the intention of teaching, so every time she gave an acupuncture treatment, Su Tang would briefly introduce each acupoint and its purpose.

After half a month, many doctors in the rehabilitation department have become familiar with the procedure of Su Tang's injection and no longer need Su Tang to explain it in detail.

However, the tradition of watching Su Tang's acupuncture lectures has been retained. Sometimes, even after Su Tang has finished her acupuncture treatment, they will ask questions they have accumulated over the past few days.

"Teacher Su, I see other Chinese medicine doctors on weekdays, and they usually keep the needles in for about 20 to 40 minutes. But I see that your needles are not kept in for very long here. Can I ask how long the needles are kept in for this set of acupuncture techniques?" The young doctor with a short crew cut asked as soon as he saw Su Tang finished the acupuncture.

"This acupuncture method is quite irritating, so generally the needle retention time is increased by one minute every two days, but not more than 15 minutes at most. Otherwise, it is easy to cause blood vessel rupture and other problems..." Su Tang explained while pointing at the silver needles on Song Che's body, "And if the patient is too uncomfortable, you can even reduce the needle retention time, or increase it by one minute every two days, turning it into three days, or one minute every four days..."

The expression on Su Tang's face was both serious and earnest. Everyone around her was listening with equal rapt attention. For a moment, the atmosphere of teaching in the ward was very tense.

"You see, the patient is sweating profusely and his face is flushed. He is still struggling, which shows that the stimulation is already very strong. If it lasts too long, the patient may not be able to hold on."

"Oh~" People around looked at and nodded.

Su Tang looked at Song Che struggling in pain, frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Actually, at this point in time, we can ask the patient's family to start calling the patient's name beside the patient to see if the patient will respond. The patient's family has been with the patient for a long time, and the patient is familiar with the family's voice, so calling them will be more effective than us doctors. If there is a response, it means the effect is very good. If there is no response, it will probably take another two days..."

"Ms. Wu, you try it! Tell him to blink or move his fingers and try it." After Su Tang said this, she raised her hand and pointed at Song Che, who was struggling in pain on the bed with his eyes open.

Wu Man, who was standing by the bed, heard this and shouted to her husband, "Ah Che, Ah Che... I am Xiao Man! I am Xiao Man! Did you hear me? Did you hear me? If you heard me, just blink, okay?"

"Ah Che, can you blink your eyes? Or you can just move your fingers!"

Wu Man's voice was a little anxious, but her anxiety was also filled with anticipation for her husband to wake up.

But Wu Man shouted four or five times in a row, but Song Che didn't respond at all, which made her very disappointed.

Wu Man sighed, her bright eyes dimmed a little, and she said with some disappointment: "Doctor Su, my husband doesn't seem to be responding... Does he need acupuncture for a while longer?"

"..." Su Tang was also a little disappointed. She had thought that she would follow the acupuncture treatment plan.

After today, Song Che will be able to react to some extent.

If a vegetative patient can blink and move his fingers on his own, this is one of the signs that he can recover.

However, Song Che did not react at all, which made Su Tang somewhat doubt whether she had missed some of the disease.

But, this shouldn’t happen…

Su Tang didn't believe it. She knew that he had shown some signs of sobriety yesterday, so there shouldn't be nothing today.

Su Tang frowned and spoke again: "Ms. Wu, I'll take out the needle, please try again!"

As it happened, today's 13 minutes came very quickly. Su Tang quickly pulled out the needle and urged Wu Man: "Miss Wu, try again! Shout a few more times."

Su Tang was a little suspicious. It might be that the acupuncture just now was too stimulating, causing the patient to be unable to receive any information except pain for a while.

However, this thought just occurred to Su Tang.

Wu Man's voice calling Song Che also rang out!

"A Che, wake up and look at me! I'm Xiao Man, can you just blink when you hear me?" Wu Man stared at Song Che and called out deeply.

A large group of doctors around held their breath and stared at Wu Man and Song Che without blinking.

One second! Two seconds! Three seconds! …

Just when a group of people began to feel lost and suspected that Su Tang's prediction was wrong.

Song Che, who was originally helped up by Zhou Jianxin and the other man, had his chest heaving, breathing heavily, and his slightly dull eyes actually moved slightly!

People around: "!!!"

A group of doctors looked at each other, and some even rubbed their eyes in disbelief, suspecting that they were hallucinating.

"Ah Che! Ah Che! Are you awake? Are you awake? Look at me! Look at me!"

Standing beside Song Che's bed, Wu Man also saw this scene! She immediately shouted excitedly.

"Um, um...Man...uh...Man..."

This time, when Song Che heard Wu Man's voice, he instinctively rolled his eyes and uttered the first conscious monosyllable in four years! He even moved his neck slightly stiffly as Wu Man spoke!