Rasfa drank the black potion in the small bottle, and Chen Zhao said: "You feel very hungry at this time, very hungry...you want to eat."

"I don't want to eat, I'm not hungry..." As soon as Rasfa finished speaking, a grunt suddenly came from his stomach: "It seems like I'm a little hungry... Zora, please help me get some food."

"Okay." Zora looked at Chen Zhao with a vigilant look when she walked out, and then said to Paul at the door: "Go in and stare at the Asian man. If there is anything wrong with him, kill him."

Chen Zhao sat on the chair with his legs raised, and soon Zola came back with some food.

Lasfa couldn't wait to stuff the food into his mouth. Paul followed Lasfa for twenty years, and he had never seen Lasfa eat like this.

In fact, since he knew Lasfa, Lasfa has been not very good and has a poor appetite.

But why is Rasfa at this moment like a different person? He is like a starving ghost?

"Zola, help me get some food. I don't want fruit, I want meat, I'm very hungry, I need a full meal."

Zora and Paul were both stunned. What is the operation?

Do people are so hungry when they are about to die?

Zora made some food again, and Rasfa began to swallow it again.

"I felt my spirits come back, so comfortable, hiccup..."

Is it a rebirth?

Zora guessed in her heart that Chen Zhao sat on the chair: "Madam, can you help me get some food? My pet and I haven't eaten anything."

"Paul, go get some food."

Her ability to help her father get food does not mean that she will condescend to help Chen Zhao get it.

Paul returned, took a few burgers, and kept one himself.

"You still keep snakes? You actually brought such a dangerous thing to the hospital." Zora saw Chen Zhao open the toolbox, a colorful snake crawled out.

Chen Zhao disagreed with Zora's attitude: "Old white man, are you interested in letting the thing under your body stand up again before you die, at least you will die happily, right?"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Rasfa's lower body had already lost function, but her daughter didn't know it and always thought that her father was still romantic.

"Okay, you don't need it..."

"Wait... can you do it?"

"If you need it, of course it's OK."

"Father."

Rasfa's face looked a little ugly: "Zola, go out and sit down."

"I'm not a little girl, I'm already the mother of two children, but...father, when are you..."

“I don’t want to talk about this.”

"From his expression, he must have not been in contact with a woman in ten years." Chen Zhao retained his diagnosis at all and shared it enthusiastically with Zola.

"Doctor, please respect the patient's feelings and privacy, is that OK?"

"Sorry, I really don't have a good impression of racists."

At this moment, Zora finally understood why Chen Zhao treated a dying person with such mean words after seeing his father.

She also always knew that her father had that tendency.

"You just said, I can live more than three days tonight, right?"

"Let's wait for you to survive tonight before discussing the next treatment. And my treatment is not cheap, especially for a racist, the price is even higher."

Rasfa was very depressed. If he had restrained himself a little today, he might not have offended this Asian doctor.

After eating, Rasfa began to feel a little drowsy.

"Let's go out and sit down." Chen Zhao said.

Zora was a little worried when she saw her father fall asleep.

"Don't worry, if his vital signs fluctuate, there will be an alarm. This is the special care unit."

"All right."

Sitting in the corridor, Zora took the initiative to speak, "Sir, I'm sorry for all the excessive remarks my father has said to you."

"You don't need to apologize, you're not doing anything wrong, and I won't forgive a racist either."

"Sir, Miss, do you need coffee?"

"Thank you, I've helped me with a drink. I haven't stayed up late for a long time." Chen Zhao said.

"Here's a drink for me, what's the name?" Zora asked.

"Chen Zhao."

“chen zhao?”

"Yes, just call me chen."

"Which hospital do you work in? Or is it a private doctor?"

"No, I'm an illegal doctor." Chen Zhao smiled.

Zora did not pursue this deeply. She didn't care what Chen Zhao was. As long as he could cure his father and delay his death.

At this time, a big red-haired beauty came over: "Zola."

“Redra.”

"How is your father?"

"Fortunately, I ate a lot just now, but now I'm asleep."

Reedra looked at the watch and had a little suspicious look on her face: "Are you sure he is asleep?"

"Yes, I'm pretty sure he's just asleep." Zora said in a sure tone.

Rasfa knew Reedra's identity, and Zora certainly knew Reedra's identity, so her tone was a little hostile.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."

"Nothing, I think you shouldn't have anything to do here, you can go back and rest."

"Beauty, can you leave a phone number? Come out for a meal when you have time."

"Who is this?"

"This is Chen, my friend."

"Sorry, Chen, I already have a boyfriend. My boyfriend doesn't like me having dinner with strange men."

Chen Zhao curled his lips, Zora smiled and looked at Redra's back as he left: "Do you mind having a meal with me? Maybe we can have other entertainment after the meal."

"Uh...I don't like to destroy other people's families."

“I’m single now.”

"That's fine. As long as I'm in my spare time, I'd love to have dinner with a lady like you."

Zora is not young anymore, she is in her early forties, but she has taken good care of herself and her figure has not distorted at all.

Chen Zhao didn't mind spending a good night with the elegant mature woman in front of him. Anyway, he didn't need to devote himself to his feelings, so why not do it?

"This is my private phone number." Zora took out a business card, with no position on it, only one name and a line of phone numbers.

"Are you going to sit here for one night tonight?"

"I have to look at my father."

"I promise you that he will be fine, why don't we find a place to lie down?"
Chapter completed!