Atrice nodded: "God bless!"

Melissa smiled and said, "I'm relieved now. George's body is as hard as his temper. Shouldn't he get sick? Atrice, you have been tortured, are you scared?"

"I'm scared!" Atrice sighed: "No matter how you say you are not afraid, you will be afraid of death. Living is a happy thing!"

"With this insight, this misunderstanding is valuable. I have to thank that hospital!" Melissa said with a smile: "Which hospital?"

"St. Peter's Hospital.~~~23wx~" Atrice waved his hand indifferently: "It may not be intentional, but I do have to thank them."

"St. Peter's Hospital..." Melissa nodded and said, "How is George's performance this time?"

"Very strong." Atrice smiled and said, "He doesn't care about death. I'm scared. I can't imagine how to live without him!"

"So too," Melissa sighed, "I often tell Miller that I want to die before him, and he will not die first!"

"You..." Atrice shook his head and laughed: "This is not accurate. Things in the world are often unsatisfactory, and it is difficult to do as you think."

"Okay OK, don't just talk about this, Annie, do you have any movies to shoot recently?" Melissa waved her hand and smiled, "You have a very good attitude to choose a movie, which is very consistent with my taste."

"Thank you, there's an action movie." Anne Cole smiled and said, "I can't reveal too much. It's a cool movie, and the script is very good."

"Then I'm looking forward to it." Melissa smiled and said, "When will it be released?"

"Christmas is almost the same," Anne Cole said. "If there is no accident, it should be Christmas."

"Oh..." Melissa said: "I was also scared when I saw George. I went to the hospital for a check-up, but fortunately there was no big problem."

"The body is very important," Atris said.

Melissa was very talkative and spoke very quickly, coming and going like the wind. After talking for a while, she left in a hurry, as if there was something important.

Atrice breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly: "It's really not easy to lie."

Annie Cole smiled and said, "It's hard for you."

"It's nothing, I understand Fang Han's difficulties." Atris said.

Melissa was very anxious and she spoke very quickly. A day later, she exposed the media that St. Peter's Hospital misdiagnosed George for liver cancer.

Suddenly the media was like a cat smelling a fishy smell. They surrounded St. Peter's Hospital and followed the dean to interview him. Did St. Peter's Hospital really misdiagnose Councillor George's illness?

A spokesman for St. Peter's Hospital angrily denounced this statement and held a press conference. Reiterating that this time was not a misdiagnosis. Due to discipline, the disease file cannot be published, but Mr. George, a MP, was definitely not a misdiagnosis, but an accurate conclusion after two follow-up visits.

A reporter asked, is Congressman George really having advanced liver cancer?

The spokesperson pondered for a moment and shook his head, "We cannot announce his condition without Mr. George's consent, but please rest assured that the diagnosis is absolutely accurate."

The reporters talked all the time. It seemed that Mr. George was indeed in advanced stage of liver cancer. It was a pity that he was an upright person and deserved respect.

The spokesperson was a middle-aged woman, calm and peaceful: "Please don't believe the rumors. Our St. Peter's Hospital is one of the best hospitals in the whole country. We are responsible for patients. We will definitely follow up if there are major diseases."

Another reporter asked whether Councillor George had advanced liver cancer.

The spokesperson still shook his head. She was inconvenient to disclose the patient's condition. This was illegal, but St. Peter's Hospital had never misdiagnosed it.

After she finished speaking, she said goodbye and left. Without allowing the reporters to ask more questions, the reporters became even more curious. They were convinced that George had advanced liver cancer.

So they rushed outside George's house to squat. When they saw George and Atrice, they ran up to ask if they had liver cancer and had late liver disease and what they wanted to say to the public.

George and Atrice were too troubled. They had already vowed to Fang Han to keep the secret, so they could not say much, so they would not involve Fang Han in. They would be more wrong. These reporters had more erotic noses than dogs, so they had to be careful.

In the end, the reporters did not get the exact news from George and his wife, but it did not prevent them from interviewing Melissa. Melissa was a big mouth. To be honest, George was indeed diagnosed with advanced liver cancer by St. Peter's Hospital. She heard it with her own ears and would never be wrong. But now George is fine. St. Peter's Hospital is obviously a misdiagnosis. Could it be that George was cured? That is a big joke!

The reporters were excited again, and the Georges and his wife refused to accept the interview. St. Peters Hospital insisted that there was no misdiagnosis. They came to an astonishing conclusion that it is very likely that George's liver cancer was really cured!

Is it possible that the specific drugs for cancer have been developed but have not been released and will not be used by the public?

As soon as this argument was thrown out, it attracted public concern, so the media became more and more desperately pursuing the truth and attracted everyone's attention.

George saw this situation a little out of control, so he had no choice but to find connections, slowly suppress them, and looked for new topics to divert the public's attention.

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Uris drove to the manor, stopped and entered the manor, and was about to cross the lawn to go to the laboratory, Yevgenia came out of the main villa in the middle and walked towards him.

When he approached, Yevgenia looked at him: "Yuris, are you still used to it?"

Yuris nodded: "I like the quiet days very much."

"You are used to being thrilling and exciting life, are you really used to it?" Yevgenia tilted her head to look at him: "Is it a little lonely and uncomfortable?"

Uris smiled: "Fortunately, I got used to it slowly. I still feel comfortable in this kind of life, and it feels very safe to stay in the manor."

"The security facilities here are very tight." Yevgenia nodded and said, "It was modified by Fang Han himself, so it is difficult for anyone to invade unknowingly."

"I feel comfortable staying here," said Uris. "I feel old and want to live a peaceful life."

"You want to take this amulet. It was sent by Fang Han." Yevgenia handed him a jade pendant: "There are people around him."

"Amulet?" Uris took the jade pendant and smiled: "Is it really effective?"

Yevgenia said seriously: "Do you think Fang Han will give you useless things?...You will know after trying it. In short, be careful and keep it with you at any time. It may save your life."

"Okay." Uris nodded seriously. He also felt that Fang Han would not give away useless things. He was definitely not ordinary things. It might really bring good luck.

Yevgenia pondered and said, "Fang Han said you will be in danger today, so she urged me to give you this amulet, and told you to take it with you and not seek death by yourself."

"I'm in danger today?" Uris frowned and said, "Are you a member of the Ministry of Security?"

Yevgenia shook her head: "Who knows, they were scared by reason of their courage. They dared not come again. But Ivanov is not a normal person, so I can't say it."

"Okay, I remember." Uris nodded and said, "I'll be careful."

"It's better not to go back tonight and stay here directly." Yevgenia said.

Yuris shook his head: "I'm still free to go back. Although this place is big, it's Fang Han's home after all. I'm not used to living here."

"Then let it go, be careful not to be killed by others!" Yevgenia said.

Uris smiled faintly, confident and calmly: "I want to deal with me-? Then let's try it!"

He is a hero on the battlefield. He came from the rain of bullets and was afraid that the little guys from the Ministry of Security would teach them a lesson when they came!

"You are still so confident, it's great!" Yevgenia nodded: "You are busy. I won't be with you today and I'm going out to do business."

"Okay." Yuris nodded.

He went to the laboratory and studied the preparation of the beverage to make the taste softer and a harder and sweeter portion, forming different flavors and adapting to different people.

In the evening, he came out of the laboratory, left the manor and came to the car, drove out, cheering up and guarding against assassination.

His car was parked in the parking lot of the manor, and no one would tamper with it, because there were surveillance here, so it was impossible for outsiders to come in. Fang Han had already been wary of someone coming in to tamper with it, so he was well prepared and did not give anyone an opportunity to take advantage of it.

The car slowly drove out of the parking lot and then walked out slowly. He looked around and was very careful to guard against snipers in the distance.

He has great experience in sniping and has a clear idea of ​​which positions are conducive to sniping. He avoids these key areas and keeps walking forward carefully.

The car slowly accelerated, and finally left the manor area completely and quickly entered the avenue. After the speed was raised, he was not so worried. Such a speed was difficult to snipe.

He breathed a sigh of relief, the car entered the traffic, and his sense of security came back. He looked around and found that nothing was abnormal. He became more and more at ease. He secretly laughed at Fang Han as a mysterious person, so there was no danger!

"Bang!" Suddenly, a muffled sound came, and Uris quickly pricked up his ears. It was not a gunshot, but a sound of tires bursting.

The sharp and sudden brake sounded in front of him, and the car in front was swaying and stumbled into the roadside. He rushed up because the car was too fast and he didn't even have time to brake.

"Bang!" The car hit the butt of the car in front, and then it turned black. After the airbag opened, he was drowsy.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." The continuous impact came from behind, making his neck almost broken, and cars kept hitting his car behind him.

His eyes were dizzy, black, and there was a smell of rust in his mouth. He knew that he was hurting his internal organs, and it was probably due to internal bleeding and needed first aid immediately.

He slowly let out a breath and tried his best to make his mind move. After a moment, he was able to think about things, take out a knife from his waist, and pierce the airbag.

He wanted to get out of the car, but when he tried hard, his eyes turned black. His body felt weak and his chest was so stuffy that he reached out to touch it.

Suddenly, a cool breath came from his pocket on his chest, penetrated into his heart, relieved his headache and chest tightness. A hint of coolness kept pouring in, restoring his strength.

After about two or three minutes of touching, he had already woken up completely, recovered his strength, opened the car and came out, five cars behind him collided, and two cars in front.
Chapter completed!