Leaving the office building of jianxie hospital, Feng Mingxuan took a deep breath of the air of midnight and early autumn. It was slightly wet and cold, and the whole person was in spirit.


    "Tao Zi, do you think what teacher Wu said is reliable?" Feng Mingxuan also wavered in his heart.


    "Lao Feng, I know you don''t believe it," Tao Ruo said seriously. "I don''t know if you can hear Mr. Wu''s overtones."


    "Implication? What do you mean?" Feng Mingxuan asked.


    "It''s not an insinuation, Mr. Wu has made it clear. All this is the fate that you change with your own quality, not a sketch of the old man." Tao Ruo gets in the car, takes out a box of Havana cigars and throws one to Feng Mingxuan. They don''t go either. They stand in the shade outside the hospital and look at the lights of the office building.


    Two giants of the domestic capital sector stand outside the hospital smoking cigars. This picture itself is eye popping.


    "Lao Feng, I think what Mr. Wu said is reasonable." Tao Ruo said, "looking back on those years, do you remember when we complained that if we didn''t make money, we would have to starve to death. If we made money, we might be sent to prison for a lifetime because of speculation?"


    Feng Mingxuan took a deep breath of his cigar and seemed to go back to the past in the smoke.


    Tao Ruo and himself were enjoying themselves in bitterness. They drank the cheapest Laobaigan and only peanuts for wine and vegetables. They drank mouthful by mouthful and talked about the situation.


    At that time, it was hard for many people to continue their business. After all, speculation was like the sword of Damocles. I didn''t know when it would fall and stabbed myself cold.


    It was also at that time that life faced the choice of life and death.


    In the end is to fight for a wealth and glory; Or honestly back to the imperial capital, although poor, but can barely live.


    "Lao Feng, I was alone at that time. I still remember when I patted my chest and told you that I lost a big scar on my head. It''s amazing. I''m still a hero 18 years later!" Tao Ruo said. "I was really young at that time."


    "Remember."


    "Walking in the middle and looking safe is actually a dead end. I forgot which time we drank and decided to fight." Tao Ruo said, "Mr. Wu''s guess is reasonable. It may be what you want to project into the old man''s sketch."


    "Really... Is that so?" Feng Mingxuan stared at the smoke of cigars in front of him and recalled the past.


    Memory has been blurred, but so many years of entertainment still did not erase the bitter mark of that year.


    Now looking back, there were opportunities everywhere at that time.


    But people from that era certainly don''t think so. There were many people who broke halberds and sank sand in those years. If it weren''t for good luck, they chose the right direction at the key node of life. I''m afraid the grass at the head of the grave is two feet high now.


    "Mr. Wu can see through people''s hearts," Tao Ruo said. "Remember my son''s illness?"


    "What?"


    "Later, Mr. Wu judged that it was a series of rare symptoms caused by penicillin allergy. You know my temper, I would never allow this kind of thing to happen. But after saying that, Mr. Wu said a digression and advised me that it''s better to do less than more. I don''t investigate the truth behind it and take more precautions in the future."


    "Oh? If you do, it really doesn''t look like your behavior."


    "Yes, I thought about it for a long time. It was my son. But I soon figured it out. Mr. Wu was right." Tao Ruo said with a smile, "harmony makes money. Harmony makes money. Hey!"


    Tao Ruo sneered at last, and Sen Ruo was like a sword. Feng Mingxuan understood him and patted Tao Ruo on the shoulder with a cigar in his mouth.


    "What do you think about my father?" Feng Mingxuan asked.


    "Do as Mr. Wu said." Tao Ruo said firmly. "Suppose, let''s make a hypothesis first. A earth Master said that the old man coveted the secret of heaven and reduced his life by ten years. Do you believe it? Then give him some elixir with drugs such as oxcarbazepine. It will work after eating. You can''t spend a lot of money?"


    "..." Feng Mingxuan recalled silently and knew that Tao Ruo was right.


    "Mr. Wu just made his words clearer and more thorough. He didn''t want to fool us. In fact, he can do the examination first. After all, Mr. Wu only has a preliminary judgment. If the EEG display is different from what he said, let''s make plans again. That''s what happened before."


    "What if they are the same?" Feng Mingxuan obviously thought of this step, and he asked.


    "Lao Feng, look at that side."


    Tao ruo''s eyes looked very far away. Feng Mingxuan looked along his eyes. The construction site in the distance was brightly lit and the building was being built day and night.


    "Pengcheng speed was famous all over the country at that time. If you don''t worry about making money, you may have a problem in your mind. This efficiency and attitude are rare in Northeast China."


    "You mean..." Feng Mingxuan pondered.


    "It''s hard to do business now, and the external pressure is increasing. It''s not like ten years ago." Tao Ruo said, "it''s getting worse and worse. Although it doesn''t have much to do with us, even if I go back to the mountain to provide for the elderly now, I''ll spend more money in my life. But I still want to do something..."


    "Here?"


    "I just have an idea. I heard that Mr. Wu took Lanke and Huaxia minimally invasive to invest and build factories here. You know, the medical park originally wanted to be built in DIDU, but you think that DIDU has the advantages of DIDU, and there are the advantages here."


    Recalling the sketch, Feng Mingxuan''s heart moved slightly.


    They then remained silent, like many years ago, squatting on the side of the road smoking cheap cigarettes. Sometimes they couldn''t even afford a box of cigarettes and picked up other people''s cigarette butts to smoke. Although bitter, it is also delicious in retrospect.


    What Mr. Wu said... Sketch... The old man''s life is over... Countless things revolve in Feng Mingxuan''s mind.


    After a long time, Feng Mingxuan said faintly, "Tao Zi, you''re right. It depends on the situation tomorrow."


    "Go back and have a rest first. I''m tired," Tao Ruo said. "I think too much today. Originally, I wanted to consult a friend of Southern Medical University to see whether the way to treat Alzheimer''s disease is reliable or not."


    "Are you going to invest in this industrial park?" Feng Mingxuan turned the topic back.


    "There is really no good project now. If it can really treat Alzheimer''s disease, why not seize the time and spend money?"


    "Let me see." Feng Mingxuan said calmly, "if it''s really good, people won''t let it if they want to throw money."


    Tao Ruo knew that Feng Mingxuan looked motionless like a mountain. In fact, he had already begun to think about this in his heart. His nose was as smart as a dog.


    Nowadays, business is difficult to do and foreign countries are under heavy pressure. They don''t have to be kicked back at any time. As for China, it is obvious that the health industry is a considerable opportunity.


    But it''s still early to say this. If Tao knew Feng Mingxuan, he must need a reason.


    "Then I''ll send a message to Mr. Wu?"


    "OK, please Mr. Wu, check it tomorrow." Feng Mingxuan nodded. "Go step by step. I can''t think so much."