I'm not lying to you to marry me

(23)

The president was a little at a loss. Ever since he met his best friend, he had never seen his best friend look so embarrassed.The first time he saw his best friend cry, it was because of him...for a while, he didn't know how to comfort him.

On the contrary, my best friend adjusted his emotions and calmed down, "Sorry..." His voice was so hoarse as soon as he spoke, making one wonder if this is a sound that a human can make?

"You..." My best friend was a little dumbfounded, "If you want to buy better medicine, it's not like we don't have money."

In order to avoid patents, generic drugs in India use isomers, and the effect can reach up to [-]% to [-]% of the original version, but the price is more than [-]% to [-]% cheaper, so it is still very cost-effective in the eyes of some people, after all Not everyone is as rich as the president.

But the president is not short of money, so there is no need to save money in this regard.Shouldn't the domineering president throw 5000 billion to the world's number one pharmaceutical company at this time and shout: "I contracted this special drug!"?

...oh 5000 billion might not be enough.

... It's okay, the profit in one year is not enough, just two years, there is nothing that cannot be solved by 10000 trillion, if there is, then another 10000 trillion.

Thinking of this, my best friend couldn't help but his eyes became hot again.Yes, the CEO has a lot of money, and his company ranks first in the world, but everyone is equal when it comes to diseases, no amount of money can cure him...

Well, it mainly depends on the development of technology.

"I'm just a little curious..." The president's tone was rarely coy.Of course, he didn't want to save this money, but he committed an old problem of getting to the bottom of it when he was in school. When he saw the generic drug, he couldn't help wondering why it was so cheap.

The best friend was speechless for a moment, he really believed the president's evil.

"Okay, I'll cook, we'll rest after eating, and you have to check tomorrow." The best friend stood up from the ground, and returned to that calm and elegant look, as if his heart was so tough that nothing could break him.

The president nodded expressionlessly, his face was handsome and mature, and he didn't look stupid at all.

(24)

The president flew to the other side of the Atlantic alone to meet the world's top team of gastric cancer experts.

The best friend wanted to go with him, but the president felt that if they went together, the scene might be out of control... so he firmly refused.

"Baby, you stay at home and help me with the company's affairs." These are the exact words of the president.

He used to do it all by himself, but now he quits all at once, and has a backlog of urgent affairs that need to be dealt with. It just so happens that he and his best friend got married, and with a wave of his hand, his best friend takes over.

Poor best friend has not finished resigning, is still handing over affairs, and is busy with the work of the president, wishing to fly.But the president is still a patient, and he willingly takes over these matters.

(25)

etc? ? ?baby? ? ?What rubbish third-rate romance novels.

(26)

The president has fled.

Of course, he was not alone, he brought an assistant.

Heh, is this really a rubbish third-rate romance novel, where the CEO of a company ranked No. 500 in the world's top [-] companies flies business class alone and meets a pure and unpretentious ordinary girl (or boy)?

Speaking of which, he is also a lucky guy. Although he is in the late stage of gastric cancer, he didn't feel too much pain. Except for the time when he vomited in the hospital, he had almost no other reactions. He was thin, and he looked quite healthy.

It's a pity that luck didn't favor him this time, the CEO couldn't help but started to vomit halfway through the plane.

The beautiful stewardess watched the handsome president worriedly, and went back and forth five or six times in the first-class cabin, bringing water, blankets and three vomit bags to the president.

Well, I have to say that the stewardess is really worried too much. In fact, only a vomiting bag is enough, because the president didn't eat anything before boarding the plane, and all he vomited out was acid water mixed with a little blood.

(27)

The assistant who had been invisible all the way on the plane appeared ghostly at the airport, called a car for the president silently, firmly and reliably, and went straight to the research institute.

It's not that there is no jet lag... In fact, the appointment time is still tomorrow, but the assistant and the president agree that the president is about to die.

The research institute is attached to the hospital, so it is very convenient for emergency rescue.

The little pitiful CEO, who was lying in the taxi, gradually, gradually... felt that he was getting better, and when he got out of the car, he found that he had miraculously regained his spirit.

The assistant wanted to support the president, but the president shook off his hand.Strutting through the gate alone.

The people in the institute received the president warmly and friendlyly, and they turned away a less wealthy patient who had made an appointment on this day.

Regardless of the consequences, the CEO is so rich, and this is not a very rigorous novel, shouldn't the CEO do everything he wants?

(28)

The research institute deserves to have the world's top-notch medical capabilities. They talked about the film sent by the president earlier, and immediately gave three plans. Of course, the specific situation needs to be analyzed in detail after the physical examination here.

PLANA: surgery + chemotherapy.

Look, it is worthy of being a beacon of human beings. When the domestic hospital keeps the president waiting to die, it is still possible to perform an operation.

Almost all of the president's family adopted this treatment plan. Later, the cancer cells metastasized and spread, and they looked haggard and without dignity on the hospital bed.The president rejected the proposal.

PLANB: Take targeted drugs.

This is not something everyone can eat, and only about 16% of gastric cancer patients can be treated with targeted drugs.

Safe, painless, and usually useless.Cancer cells will soon develop drug resistance. For late-stage patients like the president, it can usually last for three to five months. If you are unlucky, you may die within a month.

This plan is the first thing the president considers. He has long been mentally prepared that he will die, and he only cares that he will not be so painful in the last time.

Take medicine as much as you can.

PLANC: A new drug that is still being tested.

The principle is probably to mark cancer cells through the unique proteins on the surface of cancer cells, so that the body's own immune system can kill them.But this method has only passed animal experiments, and has not yet found good volunteers for human experiments.The president was also confused by a lot of proper nouns, and the professional, silent, solid, and reliable assistant helped to translate.

The president's expression was subtle. Although he didn't quite understand it, the group of people obviously thought that this rich local tyrant from China was eager to survive (?), got off the plane and went straight to the research institute, and recommended this plan to him.

(29)

The president restrainedly rejected the institute's recommendation, and regardless of legal issues, he had no interest in being a guinea pig.

What research institute is this?Why is it so unreliable? ? ?Even if you want to recommend this new drug, wait for a round or two of see-saw, and then say "actually" in an embarrassing tone when the local tyrants in China are eagerly asking for a better solution!

Why don't you play the cards according to the routine.

(thirty)

The president went for a physical examination, and now the technology is advanced, just take some blood.

The nurses in the hospital took away a large tube of blood from the president in a way far less skilled than domestic nurses, and the president sat on a chair in the hospital boredly waiting for the result.

It didn't take long for experts from the institute to rush in to find the president, because the results of the blood test showed that the president had no signs of illness.

The president was taken to a B-ultrasound, and there was no shadow in the stomach; an ultrasound gastroscopy was performed, but nothing was found...

It's not all there, right? The president has a slight stomach ulcer, which is why he vomited blood on the plane before. He needs to take medicine and eat regularly in order to recuperate.

(31)

When the experts from the research institute left with an expression mixed with anger and being teased, the president also looked empty - of course, this is just what he thinks, the face of this person looks so stiff to outsiders.

Oh my god I didn't get stomach cancer!

Married and you tell me this? ! !