In Ou Zihan's hospital room.
He sat on the hospital bed, holding a tablet computer. As soon as he woke up, he was busy working.
Mo Nan brought in an internationally renowned medical professor to report to the president.
"President Ou, this is Professor Chen. He is a world-class senior professor who has made great contributions to society in the field of pharmaceutical research. The antidote he developed has won the Nobel Prize."
Mo Nan introduced the person to the president, explaining that this person couldn't be hired just by having money. This person was dedicated to academic research and indifferent to money and fame. Mo Nan had put in a lot of effort to hire this person.
"Hello, President Ou." Professor Chen said respectfully. He greatly admired President Ou Zihan, who was so young yet had managed to revive the once-declining Ou Group. Moreover, President Ou had guided the economic direction of the entire country, making him seem like a god. He had taken on this business deal because of his respect for this young and outstanding person.
"Oh, Professor Chen, hello. What kind of poison have I been given? Can it be cured?" President Ou looked at the white-haired old man. Although he was old, his eyes were bright and piercing, shining with a deep and confident light.
"President Ou, your blood has been sent to an international medical institution for testing, and the test results are in. You have been poisoned by a rare and unusual toxin. I have seen this type of toxin in Miao ethnic group's Gu poison."
"However, it is different from the poisons I have seen. This kind of poison has an incubation period. During the first week, it is undetectable, but it has already invaded the body. When it erupts later, it will gradually erode your body. This kind of poison is more difficult to deal with than that kind of potent poison because it is not only domineering but also very cunning."
"My skills are also limited. With my medical expertise, I can only temporarily suppress this poison and extend your life by about five years," Professor Chen said somewhat dejectedly. As a senior professor, he felt incompetent and distressed to be unable to solve such a difficult problem.
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He felt even more sorry for President Ou's young life. If President Ou had lived a normal life to old age, how much huge profit and tax revenue could he have generated for Country A?
He couldn't help feeling a little sad.
Mo Nan looked at the president's pale face, his heart sank instantly, his throat tightened, and his eyes welled up with tears. How could the president be so pitiful? He only had five years left to live?
He recalled the days when he and the president went through thick and thin together, with both hardships and joys. They went through life and death together. The president was both his boss and his brother. He never expected that the president would leave after only a few years. He felt a tightness in his chest and a feeling of suffocation.
Upon hearing this result, a hint of sadness flashed across Ou Zihan's deep and captivating black eyes. He wasn't afraid of death; he was afraid of dying too soon, of not being able to stay by the side of the woman he loved, leaving her alone in the world, heartbroken and in pain.
The thought that Bai Zhi's remaining life would be like this made him feel suffocated.
All he can do now is to spend the next few short years with the woman he loves and do everything he can to make her happy.
"Professor Chen, thank you for your hard work. Your medical skills are truly amazing. You must be the only person in the world who can extend my life. Originally, the conclusion of the traditional top medical community was that I would not live for more than a month. This result is already a miracle for me. I, Dr. Ou Zihan, rarely admire anyone, but I admire you from the bottom of my heart."
His magnetic voice was deep and resonant, a grateful smile playing on his lips. He leaned weakly against the headboard, his eyes filled with a melancholy that made one's heart ache.
"President Ou, I'm sorry. You are a rising star in Country A, leading the country's economy to prosperity and gradually improving its economic standing in the world. Young people like you should benefit the people. I have always admired you as a rising star. However, I am not very knowledgeable. You see, I have been studying for so long that I am still unable to cure this poison. It is my incompetence."
As Professor Chen spoke, his cloudy eyes, clouded with distress, became moist.
"Professor Chen, you don't need to blame yourself. Perhaps this is fate." Ou Zihan's handsome face was calm and his voice was light, but the sadness in his eyes overwhelmed him.
"President Ou, I'll go and get your medicine right away." Professor Chen rallied his spirits. He couldn't afford to be defeated. He felt that he wasn't just carrying President Ou's life on his shoulders, but rather the happiness of countless ordinary people. He had a long way to go and a heavy responsibility to bear, and he needed to work even harder.
"Okay, go ahead. Remember, no one is allowed to divulge a single word about my poisoning," Ou Zihan specifically instructed. He didn't want Bai Zhi to worry.
"Yes, President." Professor Chen and Mo Nan answered in unison, and Professor Chen hurried down to prepare the medicine.
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When Bai Zhi woke up after the anesthesia wore off, she was shocked. She was completely overwhelmed with happiness, because what awaited her was not a dark hell, but an unprecedentedly grand wedding.
The groom at the wedding was naturally the man she loved most. The happy wedding made her feel pampered. She had the blessings of relatives and friends, as well as Mrs. Ou's blessings. Everything was perfect and flawless.
She, who had always felt homeless, finally has a wonderful home.
Little did she know that such a terrible time bomb was planted in her happiness, ready to shatter her at any moment...
Five years later.
The atmosphere in the imposing conference room of the Ou Group was tense and completely silent. The directors listened attentively to President Ou's speech with admiring eyes.
"Thanks to the efforts of all the board members, our successful cooperation with the number one biotechnology group in the United States, Project R, marks the first step in the internationalization of our Ou Shi Group. Our Ou Shi Group not only aims to be number one in Country A, but also to become number one in the world!"
Ou Zihan's commanding voice resounded throughout the conference hall, and the board members burst into enthusiastic applause.
The board members looked at President Ou with admiration. They hadn't expected that he was such a business prodigy at such a young age, opening up a new world for the Ou Group. It was an epoch-making progress that even veterans like them who had been navigating the business world for so many years had to admit.
Just as Ou Zihan was about to begin his detailed project analysis, he suddenly started coughing violently. Mo Nan, who was standing next to him, quickly handed him a towel and some tea.
The board members looked at the president nervously. Was he overworked? His face was so pale and haggard, and he was coughing so badly that his whole body was trembling.
They couldn't help but worry about the president's health. The president absolutely couldn't fall down. If the president fell down, who would support such a large Ou Group?
Moreover, this new international project cannot be done without a president; no one else can do it.
Ou Zihan covered his mouth with a towel and coughed for a while. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if he was coughing up his lungs. He removed the towel from his mouth, and a look of sadness appeared in his eyes. Mo Nan, who was standing next to him, was also stunned. There was an extremely glaring bright red stain on the white towel.
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