"But Mr. Mu said that he would give me Yuanyuan's prescription, but he would not intervene in the treatment and would not be responsible for the consequences, and he would not see anyone from the Sheng family." Gu Xintong said helplessly.

"You don't even see me personally? All right, then I'll let Dr. Liu study the prescription first to see if it's suitable for Mu Han."

"Well, I hope I can help him."

Sheng Jingrong smiled: "Although Professor Mu's medicine can't cure the root cause, at least it can buy Dr. Liu more time to study the treatment plan, which is already a good thing."

"Miss Gu, what else can I do?" Sheng Jingrong had already turned back to the door of Sheng Muhan's ward, ready to hang up the phone.

"It's okay." Gu Xintong shook her head: "Mr. Zhou Sheng will be on a business trip in country Y next time, I'll treat you to dinner."

"I should invite you." Sheng Jingrong said.

"Alright, I'll contact you later."

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Jingrong pushed open the door of the ward and stepped in.

Sheng Muhan was flipping through an economic magazine on the hospital bed, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he said two words without raising his head: "Get out."

This is Sheng Muhan's state during this period of time, withdrawn and indifferent, no one wants to see, no one wants to face, even the second elder of the Sheng family is no exception.

Sheng Jingrong is a bit special, at least he can walk into his ward.

"It's me." Sheng Jingrong stepped in.

"Why are you back again?" Sheng Muhan raised his eyes and glanced at him, then continued to flip through the magazine in his hand.

Sheng Jingrong said: "I just received a message that a young professor surnamed Mu can help you control the disease, so I want Dr. Liu's team to study it and give it a try."

This is obviously good news, but Sheng Muhan didn't feel the slightest surprise when he heard it, and he didn't even change his expression: "It's just meaningless to control, at most it's just a matter of living a year or two longer."

"One or two years is enough for Dr. Liu and the others to work out a treatment plan."

"Brother, have you forgotten? Dr. Liu's team has been established since I started getting sick when I was ten years old. It has been almost 20 years since today. If I had the ability, I would have already worked out a plan."

"Anyway, try it."

"Anyway, they are all going to die. I don't want to live a few more years for myself, and make everyone feel uneasy." Sheng Muhan closed the magazine, looked up at Sheng Jingrong and said solemnly: "Brother, let's call it a day."

"Just this time, if it doesn't work, I won't bother you anymore." Sheng Jingrong knew that he didn't want to live in embarrassment, and he didn't want to hurt or use others to keep himself alive, so he added: "By the way, this time it's drug control. Need anyone's blood, so you don't have to have so much psychological pressure anymore."

"Drug control?" Sheng Muhan finally got a little interested and asked, "What kind of medicine?"

"I don't know at the moment. After I discuss it with Dr. Liu, I believe there will be research results soon." Sheng Jingrong promised Gu Xintong not to expose her, so he didn't plan to go into details.

If he wasn't worried that Sheng Muhan would get mad like last time, complaining that everyone was playing with him like a marionette, he wouldn't even have planned to tell Sheng Muhan.

In order to prevent him from asking more questions, Sheng Jingrong stood up from the chair and said, "I'll talk to Dr. Liu about this first."

Gu Meiting, who was hiding at the door of the ward, heard that Sheng Jingrong was leaving, so she hurriedly turned around and hid at the corner of the corridor.

It wasn't until Sheng Jingrong's figure walked away that he came out from the corner.

She originally wanted to come to the hospital to play the show of a virtuous little wife to please Sheng Muhan, but she didn't expect to hear such a big news.

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