The American Scripture

Chapter 230 No Problem

[Taozo America] General Chapter Serial Post [Forbidden Water] m

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"Why are you begging that Chinese? Dad, what are you trying to do? I hate him!" Mark Bana yelled at Emil Bana while sitting on the toilet.

"He is the only hope!"

Emil Bana looked at Mark and shook his head.

"What the hell did you have with him?"

"A bet, just a bet, he drank twenty bottles of wine in only twelve minutes, that's the truth. He's a pervert, that's why I hate him." Mark was very reconciled, "Damn, Here we go again, I sit in the goddamn place all day and drink water and pee non-stop, what the hell!"

"He drank twenty bottles of beer?" Emil opened his mouth and replied in surprise.

"Yes, yes, so... I don't want to bow my head in front of him."

"No, you have bowed your head, Mark, when he finished drinking twenty bottles of beer." Emil shook his head and looked at Mark who was discharging the flood, "I will go to him again today, just to stop letting you Sit on this damn toilet." Saying that, Emir walked towards the door.

"Damn it!" Mark trembled and put on his pajamas. He just wore a pajamas with nothing underneath, which was more convenient when he was in a hurry to urinate.

"Mr. Bana!" A bodyguard drove the car out, and another bodyguard was about to sit in the co-pilot, but was stopped by Emil Bana.

"No, I'll do it myself, you guys stay here." Emil Bana ticked his fingers at the driver.

The driver got out of the car, handed over the key, and then stood aside awkwardly. Emil Bana got into the cab by himself, started the ignition, and drove to Zhen Fan's residence.

"Mr. Zhen, that person is here again!" Mia was washing the dishes when she suddenly stopped. He turned his head and said to Zhen Fan who was drinking tea in the living room.

"Your ability is getting stronger and stronger!" Zhen Fan smiled, "You can perceive farther distances."

"Yes, Mr. Zhen, I hope to stay by your side. These are all given to me by you." Mia wiped her hands, then took off the apron, walked into the living room, looked at Zhen Fan, "need me Open the door for him?"

"Okay, let him in. Can you tell how many people are here?" Zhen Fan nodded. Then he picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"If it was closer, it might be possible, but it's a bit far away now!" Mia smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Alone, he just came alone." Zhen Fan stretched his body to make himself more comfortable to sit on the sofa. "Continue according to the method I taught you, I believe you will have that ability in a short time."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhen!" Mia replied respectfully.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Mia walked over quickly, opened the door, and suddenly there was Emil Bana standing at the door. As expected, he was the only one. Mia made a gesture of please. Let him in, and then said to Zhen Fan, "Mr. Zhen, it's Mr. Emil Bana."

"I know!" Zhen Fan stood up, then stood up, stomach and Emil Bana laughed, "Aha, Mr. Emile Bana, why did you come back so soon? I just finished my dinner.

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"I'm sorry to bother you, but... I came back just to tell you. I'm here to ask you sincerely. If you are willing to help Mark, I will do whatever you want." Emile Bana said, "I know A holiday between you, but... for God's sake. Help me."

"I don't believe in God! Mr. Bana." Zhen Fan shook his head and looked at Emile Bana, and raised his teacup to signal him, "Would you like a cup?"

"No, no, what I need now is not tea, but your medical skills, I believe in you, there is no other way, please!" Emil Bana spread his hands, "As long as I can If you can do it, tell me, and I will do it if I can."

"You and Mr. Forrest Hurt are partners?" Zhen Fan took a sip of tea, then looked at him and smiled slightly, "As far as I know, you have a cooperation plan. And... in politics, you Can you support his proposal? I know that recently he is brewing a plan for Chinese medicine to be included in medical insurance."

Emile Bana was stunned, and then looked at him with some confusion.

"What is your relationship to Mr. Forest Hurt?"

"Just acquainted, but he told me to take Chinese medicine out of California's medical insurance coverage. This is good news for me, and I think my business will be better!" Zhen Fan walked to the coffee table and put down the teacup , "So... have you made up your mind now, Mr. Barna?"

Emile Bana nodded: "Yes, I have made a decision, so... what about you? Dr. Zhen!" As long as you support a proposal, it's fine.

"What I need is approval, not just support!" Zhen Fan smiled, "This...maybe a little more difficult, but I believe that with the lobbying of you and Mr. Hurt, nothing is impossible, Yeah?"

Emile Bana was stunned, obviously he didn't expect Zhen Fan's request to be so big, so big that he might have to use a lot of resources to achieve it.

"Okay, I agree!" Emil Bana stretched out his hand towards Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan took a step forward, shook hands with him, and said with a smile, "Of course I hope this matter will be successful, and we have a happy cooperation, Mr. Barna."

Emil Bana hesitated for a moment: "There is a problem, you know, Forrest only has one month left, I'm afraid he won't be able to complete your work."

"No, you're wrong, Mr. Forrest Hurt found me, he's healthy now!" Zhen Fan smiled and looked at Emil Bana, "Of course, in exchange, he's on the same terms as you .There is no doubt about that. Come on, Mr. Barna, if you haven't repented by now."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I won't go back on my word!" Emile Bana reacted from the shock, and soon he knew that if what Zhen Fan said was true, then he planned to be in Fries. After Te Hutt's death, the business of monopolizing the cooperation can basically be completed. Caroline is just a girl who has not experienced much in the world, so it is easy to deal with.

"So... what are you waiting for?" Zhen Fan picked up his coat and walked outside.

Two cars drove into Emil Bana's luxury villa one after the other. Zhen Fan got out of the car, and immediately a bodyguard came over and drove his car away.

"That car is very expensive, you have to be careful!" Zhen Fan yelled loudly at the leaving car.

"This way!" Emil Bana shook his head, and then made a gesture of invitation.

The two entered the villa and walked upstairs to Mark Bana's room.

"Mark, a doctor is here, where are you?" In the room, Mark was not there, and Emil yelled loudly.

"Where else can I be? Damn it, come out right away." Mark yelled loudly in the bathroom, and came out of the bathroom after a while, still wearing pajamas, even in front of Zhen Fan.

"Mark Bana...we meet again!" Zhen Fan looked at Mark and smiled.

"This world is really too small." Mark had to hold his breath, glanced at Zhen Fan, and then walked towards the living room. In the small living room upstairs, the layout is very luxurious. It seems Mark has a penchant for luxury.

"I know you don't like me, but it's okay, as long as you know, I can help you heal!" Zhen Fan looked at this guy carefully, shook his head and smiled, and then sat down, "Now you can talk to me Do you want to talk about your illness?"

"Didn't my dad tell you?"

"Of course, but I still want to hear what you have to say." Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe there are still some omissions."

"Okay, okay, since you want to hear about my embarrassment, then you have your wish." Mark Bana said with gritted teeth, and then told the process of his own illness.

"I've never had a damn thing like this before, God knows!" Mark waved his hand as if to vent.

"Let me see!" Zhen Fan said and walked in front of Mark Bana, "Open your mouth, yes, don't blow your breath at me, I'm very sensitive to breath."

Zhen Fan looked at Mark's mouth, and then rolled his eyelids.

"Is there hope?" Emile Bana asked.

"Of course, there is hope. When you come to my clinic tomorrow, I will ask Dr. Tang to prescribe medicine for you. After taking it for two months, you will be fine. Well, the treatment time is over, I should go!"

Zhen Fan said, clapped his hands, then turned around and smiled at Emile Bana.

"Don't forget our agreement, Mr. Barna."

"As long as you can cure Mark!" Emil Bana shrugged at Zhen Fan and spread his hands, "Also, is the treatment over? I didn't see you...what are you doing?"

"Yes, the treatment has been completed, I should go."

"Oh, shit, what is this? You just looked at my teeth and fiddled with my eyelids, thinking what am I? A slave or a livestock? God, what kind of doctor are you?"

Hearing Zhen Fan's words, Mark, who had been aggrieved all the time, couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled loudly at Zhen Fan.

"You don't intend to believe me?" Zhen Fan didn't even look at Mark, but turned to look at Emile Bana.

Emile Bana hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Yes, I believe in you, I will send you off!"

"No need, oh, yes, you have to let those guys deliver my car properly!" Zhen Fan looked at the bodyguards outside, said something, and then walked out.

"Of course, don't worry about that, they all know the rules!" Emile Bana shook his head and smiled at Zhen Fan, then took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Drive Dr. Zhen's car out properly, if there is If it’s not the same as before, get out of here!”

"Are you relieved?"

"Of course, I'm sure, they are all afraid of you! Goodbye, Mr. Barna, remember your promise!" Zhen Fan nodded, turned around and left without looking back! ◇(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Mobile Network () to subscribe and give rewards. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m to read.) This text is written by Shanshentu Edition Provided by group ◤x-on:魔手◢.

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