When Rasfa heard the news, he was furious and furious on the spot.

Just kidding, no one has ever made such a request to him for his identity.

This made him unable to calm down, but his body became more and more uncomfortable.

This forced him to call his private doctor and health consultant, Reidra.

Reedra is a big red-haired beauty, but Rasfa no longer has the energy to pay attention to Reedra's beauty at this moment.

What's more, Reidra was bribed by people from other factions.

Reedra hurriedly gave Rasfa a physical examination and looked very serious: "Mr. Rasfa, I suggest you better go to the hospital now and have a comprehensive examination."

"No, I don't have that time." Rasfa directly rejected Reedra's suggestion, but the next one was a series of heavy coughs: "Cough cough... I have a very important meeting tomorrow. You prescribe... prescribe some medicine..."

"Sorry, sir, I can't do that. If you still insist on not going to the hospital, the place you will go tomorrow will not be a conference room, but a morgue. Now, as a doctor, I will solemnly tell you that your current physical condition may die anytime and anywhere. I am not exaggerating. You'd better go to the hospital now. This may save your life. Your current health is urgent."

Even from a professional perspective, Lasfa's current physical functions are almost completely collapsed. Even if he goes to the hospital, he may not be able to live for twenty-four hours.

At this time, if she prescribes medicine, it would be like murder. Even if she would not be convicted of murder, her medical license would be revoked.

What is a health consultant? It is when it is necessary to make the right advice to the patient and the employer.

Even if she is bribed by others, it is a moral problem.

But in the professional field, she never goes against her professionalism.

"I won't go to the hospital."

Reedra turned to look at the entourage beside her: "Paul, I suggest you call Mr. Rasfa's daughter and tell her that I'm not kidding."

"Okay OK, I'll go to the hospital, please don't call her."

"Sir, I'll go prepare the car," said Paul.

Rasfa was reluctantly sent to the hospital, and then under the arrangement of Reedra, a comprehensive physical examination was conducted.

Lasfa was sent to the special care unit, and no one has come to tell him the test results yet.

But he could feel that his body was getting worse.

Very bad, it's an unprecedented feeling.

Although he was uncomfortable in the past, he felt that he could hold on.

But this time it was different, he really had some bad premonition.

"Paul, Paul, come in." Rasfa shouted at the top of his voice.

"Sir, do you have any instructions?"

"Call the doctor and ask him to come, one hundred thousand dollars, I'll give it! Tell him, come here quickly."

No matter how tough your attitude is, it is not as good as your own life.

If this could save him, he wouldn't mind giving in, not paying $100,000.

At this moment, a woman in her forties came in, her daughter Zora.

"Zola, why are you here?"

As his woman, Zora inherited almost all of Rasfa's personalities, strong and capable.

Both marriages were because she looked at work more important than her family.

However, Zora has high requirements for her image, and she follows an image designer wherever she goes.

But today, Zora actually went out without makeup, and it seemed like she had cried.

"Father, how are you?" Zora tried her best to restrain her emotions.

"Is my condition very serious?"

"No, your health is a little problem. You can continue to mess with your little bitches after raising them for a few days in the hospital."

"How long will I have?" Rasfa asked in a deep voice.

"Father, the situation is not as bad as you think."

"How long will I have?"

"The doctor said..." Zora's eyes were filled with tears: "He said you might...maybe you can't stand tonight..."

Rasfa was stunned. He thought Zora would say that for a few months, wasn’t it all in the movie like this?

"But...but I feel...I don't feel that bad..."

Yes, this is how the dying people feel, and this is a rebirth.

This old body is forcibly extracting the last vitality.

Zora lowered her head and said nothing.

At this moment, there was a noise outside.

Zora was immediately angry. This is the hospital and the special care unit!

"What's going on outside?"

Paul walked in: "Sir, it was the doctor who came today, but was stopped outside the special care area by the hospital security guard. The doctor forced his pet to come in. He said that the pet could not come in, and he would not come in either."

"Nonsense, drive that bastard away, he doesn't need him here." Zora shouted angrily.

"Let him come in and communicate with the security guard." Rasfa didn't want to die yet. The more he was dying, the more he was afraid of death. This is human nature and no one could change it.

After a while, Chen Zhao came in, carrying a toolbox, and holding a Shapei dog in one hand.

"Haha... Old Jewish man, I said, you can't live tonight. Do you believe me now?"

"Who are you? You dare to speak to my father in this tone. I don't think you want to stay in Los Angeles."

"Your father, ma'am, I think you must first figure out what your father said to me today. I rarely hate someone, but your father will definitely be on my blacklist."

"Okay, Zora." Rasfa said in a fury: "Sir, I'm sorry for what I said to you today."

"No need to apologize. I did not come to reconcile with you, just for a hundred thousand dollars, that's all."

Lasfa's chest was slightly undulating, and his breathing became a little reluctant.

He didn't even have the strength to get angry now, but just looked at Chen Zhao with an extremely strong desire to survive.

"Do you know my condition?"

"Of course, I have warned you during the day today. By the way, with my Eastern witchcraft, it is obvious that my prophecy has worked, and you are almost dead now."

"Then you should know that if your treatment doesn't work, not only will you not get a hundred thousand dollars, but I'm likely to throw you into the sea to feed the sharks."

"Drink this." Chen Zhao held a small bottle with black liquid inside.

"What is this?" Zora immediately grabbed the small bottle. She was full of distrust of Chen Zhao, which was due to the fact that Chen Zhao gave her the first impression that was too bad.

"A thing that can make him live three more days." Chen Zhao shrugged: "Old white man, what else do you need to hesitate? If this thing doesn't work, I might be charged with the murderer, but you have no loss, right? You're going to die anyway. Do you think I need to kill you in advance at my own expense?"

"Zola, give me that potion."

"Father."

"He was right," said Rasfa.

At this time, he had no choice but to accept it.

"If my father died, I wouldn't let you go."

"Ms., please make it clear. I said that this medicine can only last for three days. After three days, if subsequent treatment is needed, please make an appointment in advance, thank you."
Chapter completed!