"One hundred million, as long as you can complete the surgery and cure the patient, I am willing to pay 100 million yuan."

One, one hundred million...

Zhang Kun was like a thunder slashing down, slashing him with scorching outside and tender inside.

How much is 100 million?

So many...

Zhang Kun seemed to have fallen into the eyes of money, and money was everywhere, floating!

After a long time, Zhang Kun finally came to his senses and slowly breathed out.

"Old man, what kind of disease is it? It is worth your money. One hundred million is enough to invite any doctor from anywhere in the world to solve your problem. Why did you find me?"

"Although I will not underestimate myself, I will not be arrogant, thinking that my medical skills have surpassed the levels of Europe and the United States, and those developed countries."

"European and America?" The old man smiled bitterly, then shook his head: "I have tried it, Britain, France, America, Germany, Japan and Russia, all famous doctors, but they have no choice!"

Zhang Kun was stunned, then a wry smile appeared on his face: "What disease is it? It's so awesome?"

The old man sighed slightly, then clapped his hands, and suddenly, a maid came over with a large bag of file bags and placed it respectfully on the coffee table between the two.

"Look, there are all the information about the patient here. After reading it, you will understand!"

Zhang Kun glanced at the old man, then picked up the file bag and took it apart.

There are several medical records, including Chinese, English, Japanese, etc.

There are many other test results for ct, mri, and nuclear magnetic resonance.

After taking out a few pictures and reading them, Zhang Kun took a deep breath. He finally understood why the old man found him.

Because all the pictures that were found in the test results were blurred.

Zhang Kun knew very well that the old man would never show him some scrapped or forged things.

So that is to say, this patient has the same situation as Ye Nantian’s adoptive father.

So that's it, there is no CT or MRI, then no matter what kind of tumor it is, it is not easy to undergo manual surgery.

No wonder... The old man probably learned from where he had cured Ye Tao's disease after surgery, and then he found it.

However, Zhang Kun slowly exhaled, put down the information bag, and then put the check of ten million on the coffee table with reluctance.

"I'm sorry, old man, if this is the case, then I'm afraid I won't be able to help."

Zhang Kun's heart hurts so much, ten million, it's gone.

However, if the old man asked him to treat the patient the same as Ye Tao, then Zhang Kun would be powerless.

Everyone else saw Zhang Kun and saved Ye Tao, but only Zhang Kun himself knew that the operation was actually entirely dependent on Ye Nantian.

If it weren't for Ye Nantian and Ye Tao's surgery, even if Zhang Kun completely inherited Ye Nantian's medical skills, there would be no way.

Similarly, if this patient is really the same disease as Ye Tao, without CT and without MRI, then Zhang Kun is helpless.

Now, Ye Nantian is no longer helping.

So, although 10 million is very attractive, Zhang Kun still had to give up reluctantly.

What, you said that 10 million is not a medical expense? It’s just an apology for the previous incident?

Go to die. If you can't help with the surgery, then what's the apology?

If you really want to be greedy for tens of millions, Zhang Kun is very doubtful whether he can walk out of this villa alive in the end.

Compared to ten million, Zhang Kun cherishes his life more.

The old man opposite was stunned. He stared at Zhang Kun blankly, and then looked at Zhang Kun reluctantly put down the check.

"You, can't you?"

"No, Dr. Zhang, isn't you cured Ye Tao's illness? Since you can cure him, why can't you help me?"

"Doctor Zhang, if you think the medical expenses are not enough, we can discuss it again. As long as you can cure the patient, everything is easy to say."

"Is 100 million not enough? Then one billion."

"As long as you can help me cure the patient, I can give you a billion."

Hearing Zhang Kun’s answer, the old man was extremely excited and even called out a billion-dollar number.

However, now Zhang Kun could only sigh powerlessly: "Old man, everyone likes money, but I really can't do anything about this operation."

"It is a big luck that Ye Tao's surgery was successful. I can complete one case, but I don't guarantee that the second case can be completed."

"So, I can only say sorry for this!"

The old man looked at Zhang Kun blankly, and suddenly he became soft and fell on the sofa behind him.

After a long time, the old man slowly sat up straight, looked at Zhang Kun with a begging look on his face.

"Doctor Zhang, really, is there nothing I can do?"

Zhang Kun shook his head helplessly. He was a doctor. If a patient needs his help, he would never refuse, let alone the temptation of so much money.

However, Ye Nantian is no longer there now, and Zhang Kun cannot do it by letting him solve the same disease alone.

The old man stared at Zhang Kun's eyes tightly. Zhang Kun's eyes were clear, so I'm afraid he was not lying.

The old man suddenly lowered his head sadly, is it still not possible?

"Old man, I'm sorry!" Zhang Kun said apologetically when he saw the old man's disappointed look.

Although they were "kidnapped" by them, they were all trying to save people, so Zhang Kun could understand.

Moreover, that ten million, well, the sincerity of apology has exceeded Zhang Kun’s imagination.

The most important thing is that Zhang Kun seems to have seen that the patient is probably a very important person for the old man, and should be a relative.

Therefore, Zhang Kun was already relieved of the kidnapping, but when he looked at the old man's face with a sad look, Zhang Kun felt a little embarrassed.

After all, I went thousands of miles and "invited" myself to Hong Kong Island, but in the end, I couldn't help at all.

Zhang Kun sighed, it would be great if Ye Nantian was there now, so he could at least give it a try.

The old man shook his head gently, and then delivered the check on the coffee table to Zhang Kun: "Doctor Zhang, please don't apologize. Moreover, please accept this ten million, and we will make the same payment."

"Although you were unable to help me with the surgery, this ten million is my apology for the previous incident. Please accept it."

After saying that, the old man forced a smile: "Also, Dr. Zhang is hard to get to Hong Kong Island. If you want to play in Hong Kong Island for a few days, I will arrange for someone to accompany you to take a walk around. There are still a few places in Hong Kong Island that are very good."

"And if you want to go back, I will arrange a plane to take you back to Nanhu tomorrow."

"I'm tired, Dr. Zhang. If you have any questions, you can greet them as you like. I will arrange for the people below to entertain you well. Please tell me if you need anything."

After saying that, the old man stood up with a sad look on his face, but at this moment, the door of the living room was opened again.

"Grandpa, are you here? Do you have any guests?"

The sound is very low, but it sounds nice and soft.

Zhang Kun turned his head curiously and was stunned.

What a beautiful girl!
Chapter completed!