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"Put me down! You can't do this to me, Vampio!"

Like a sack of potatoes being carried out of the arched entrance of the building by her father's personal secretary, Ann Marie's yelling neither caused commotion nor did it attract any rescuers.

At this time, no matter whether she yelled along the road until her throat was almost hoarse, the man who never heard her "orders" suddenly unloaded her from his shoulders "at your request", as if he also wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible. Her big bag of potatoes was like a tornado of anger or anger blew up in Ann Marie's heart.

"Snapped!"

Just as her feet were firmly on the ground, she immediately gave him a slap on the ear, which made his face crooked.

The expression on his face showed that he had already realized this.Fan Pio turned around slowly, apologizing in a calm tone: "I solemnly apologize to you for my behavior just now, miss."

"Humph."

He was smart, he didn't use his father's move out as an excuse for breaking the rules, because it would only make people more angry.

An Marie angrily arranged the clothes messed up by him, raked the messy hair with her hands, then glared at him fiercely, and said, "Don't think that this can stop me. I won't interview Daddy today , I will not go back!"

Pampio didn't answer her, he was busy calling the driver who had already driven away, asking him to drive the car back again.

Seeing the opportunity, An Mali thought to herself, if she doesn't leave now, when will she wait?A U-turn will return to the mysterious and rumored reception room for high-ranking politicians, businessmen and celebrities (= consumption room F).

But Fan Pio, while talking on the phone, grabbed her wrist with a lightning-fast "Hoo!" to prevent her from slipping away.

An Mali didn't give up, she twisted her arms for a while, kicked him with her legs for a while, trying her best to break free from his grasp.The two then silently tug-of-war on the street—young men and women tug-of-war on the main road, which may attract the police’s caring eyes in conservative areas, but here... win one or two envy of you two The chances of seeing a hot whistle are much higher than the chances of seeing a note.

An Mali didn't expect a hero to show up to save her beauty. She believed that women should be self-improvement, so she resorted to five-claw kungfu and grabbed the back of Pampio's hand——

"Tut!" Fan Pio tilted his face in pain, and let go of his hand.

Ann Marie ran away.

"Hey!" The adrenaline surged when the male was attacked, causing Fan Pio to lose control for a while, letting the instinct of chasing and counterattack control him, and took a few strides to catch up.

"Ahh!"

Not to mention being caught in an instant, and being pushed against the wall, An Marie's face turned pale with fright.

She had to admit that in her heart, she more or less relied on the arrogance of "No matter how angry Fan Pio is, he won't be rough on me!" before attacking Fan Pio first.

So the man who suddenly approached, with the irritated appearance of male hormones, and the rare blaze in his eyes, made her suddenly realize that Pampio, who had kept a distance from their family all these years, was no longer the same as he used to live with them. Growing up together, they always follow behind their Langdi brothers and sisters, protecting their Pampio like a big brother.

In the past, I was like a shadow in my eyes, an existence that you didn't pay special attention to and took it for granted, and suddenly turned into a "man" with flesh and blood, temper and strength.

— She was terrified.

From her dilated pupils, Fan Pio understood that after he frightened her, his reason also returned to his brain with the blood pressure dropping.Secretly cursing a fool to himself in his heart, he lightened his strength slightly, but not so much as to let her escape, and clasped her shoulders.

"I know you think you are upholding justice, but I know some things you don't know, and those things make me stop you today by all means. Ann Marie."

Her pupils gradually returned to normal size, and her tense face relaxed.

Knowing that she was absorbing his "words", Van Pio continued: "You need to give Mr. Beneder a moment. Why don't we wait until we get home tonight? I'll send the driver to take you back, okay?"

"I have my own car. If I want to go back, I can go back by myself." Apparently having recovered, Ann Marie straightened her thoughts and said, "But if my father is covering up something illegal, I won't just because I am his daughter, Just give up asking. You know me, Van Pio, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't distinguish between public and private."

"No. In my eyes, miss, you are so unreasonable because you don't distinguish between public and private." She replied bluntly.

"What?" He stared. "Tell me, I, where I don't distinguish between public and private!"

"If a strange reporter came here for an interview today, do you think I would just send her home "politely"? You don't know that reporters like you who raided for interviews will be the congressional office of Mr. Beneder in the future. , Will you take any action against them? In the future, let alone get any exclusive news about the prime minister or the ruling party. Even if you want to interview the prime minister in person, it will be impossible, because you will be blacklisted.”

If it weren't for the seriousness of the situation, Van Pio didn't want to speak so harshly.

"These are journalists who run on political lines. It's basic common sense. I shouldn't have said it, but the lady insisted on pretending not to understand, so I had no choice but to explain everything."

With a secretary's professional face, he issued an ultimatum to Ann Marie:

"On this matter, what kind of capacity do you want to ask Mr. Beneder? Please think carefully. Some questions, Mr. Beneder may answer his daughter, but he doesn't have to and doesn't need Response to a reporter who came with bad intentions. You said that you have a clear distinction between public and private, and I hope you can also uphold this principle...really...don't rely on your family name when it is convenient...rely on your own strength, in the I have made some achievements in my career.”

If Ann Marie's slap just now hurt Fan Pio's face, then Fan Pio's words probably directly tore off An Marie's face.

That side was more painful, and Fan Pio couldn't compare it, but his cheeks were red, but Ann Marie's face was pale.

"Step aside!"

After taking a few deep breaths, An Marie lifted her chin and said, "How long are you going to stand in front of me?"

Pampio raised his eyebrows and sent a silent question mark.

"I can give up today's interview, but I won't give up and find out the truth. I will rely on "my own strength" to find out more about the internal secrets of this high-end guest house. When I have more evidence, I will report to Lang Di "Prime Minister" asks for advice on everything today." Abandoning the sonorous declaration, Ann Marie glared at him.

Seeing her familiar stubborn expression reminded Fan Pio of the days when their relationship had not changed-the beautiful days of innocence and indifference-but unfortunately those good days will never come back.

Silently put down your hand and get out of the way.

"I see. I will convey your thoughts to the prime minister, Miss Langdi."

An Marie gave him a look, turned around and walked towards her car, ended this unsuccessful interview, and retreated temporarily.

Fan Pio sighed, although he didn't know whether Mr. Benede was satisfied with the result, at least—after Mr. Benede returned home today, he didn't have to deal with his daughter's difficult inquiries, and he could have a little more time to rest.Given his current physical condition, this may be what he needs most right now.

After watching Ann Marie drive the white car on the road and leave, Fan Pio pushed the black-rimmed glasses, then turned and went back upstairs.

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Through the glass windows, patients lying in huge, space capsule-like instruments can be clearly seen.

"Mr. Bened, please try not to move now and maintain a certain posture. If you feel ok, you can start, and please let me know."

Sitting in a small operating room, while controlling precision instruments through the computer, Ouyang Yingzhi shouted to the patient through the microphone.

The silver-haired gentleman stretched his hands and feet on the instrument table, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay. I'm done."

"So here we go."

The space capsule emits a light blue light, and the front part begins to move downward, slowly swallowing the patient's head into the capsule.Soon after, the images from the CT scans were sent back to the synchronously connected screen.In less time than drinking a cup of coffee, a tomographic scan of the brain is completed.

After saving the video and sending it back to his computer, Eiji turned off the machine and went to the examination room by himself.

"Mr. Bened, the inspection is over, you can get up now."

"Huh..." Sitting up from the table, the silver-haired gentleman wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Staying still is also a very hard job. I really don't know how those people who pretend to be statues are treated. Got it."

Eiji took a tissue box from the side and handed it to him.

"Oh, thank you. By the way, doctor, did you go anywhere during your holidays? The fake statue performances I mentioned can be seen as long as you go to a few squares with a lot of tourists. Have you seen it? without?"

"I haven't had a chance to meet you yet."

"Really? Then you must go and see. The perseverance of those artists is really amazing. They paint the whole body with bronze or white body paint, dress up as if they are living statues, and then suddenly swing in front of you, Change the posture. It will surprise many tourists!" Benede took out a tissue, wiped his forehead, and said brightly.

"Okay, I will definitely find a chance to take a look."

"very good……"

The silver-haired gentleman nodded, fell silent, his expression dimmed suddenly, and then the strong man raised his head with a severed wrist.

"Go ahead, doctor. Tell me the result."

Eiji stared at him, and said in a calm tone: "Compared with our previous inspection, it has grown by about [-] centimeters, and it will start to oppress your left optic thalamus, which will gradually affect the limbs and athletic ability of your right half of your body. .”

"..."

"My suggestion remains the same as before. Medication cannot treat it, it can only temporarily improve the external symptoms. In other words, you need to arrange surgery as soon as possible."

"..."

Yingzhi was not surprised that he didn't immediately nod in agreement.Patients who come to "Wasu F" have their own special reasons and cannot seek medical treatment through ordinary channels.In addition to carrying the pain, most of these patients are also carrying "things" that are bigger than the pain.Sometimes the scale in the hearts of these patients even ranks pain relief at the bottom.

"Thank you, Dr. Ouyang. Please just give me the medicine as you did last time."

Yingzhi thought for a while, and decided to say tactfully: "Mr. Bennett, let me put it this way, when you entered the door, you said 'Nice to see you again', remember? But, I didn't answer you" I'm glad to see you again, too"? Actually, I'm not happy to see you in this clinic all the time, Mr. Beneder."

The silver-haired gentleman froze for a moment, then smiled wryly. "Hey, don't say that. Still seeing the 'doctor' doesn't mean I'm still alive? It's better than seeing God."

"If you have been coming to see me just to take these medicines that will make you feel better for a short time, then... yes, the place where you register next time may be His residence."

"I know, I know, don't stare at me with your black eyes, it reminds me of the serious and old-fashioned nuns in the seminary." With a wave of his hand, Bened got off the treatment table and said, "And , I have to warn you in advance, in order to cover up what I really did here, I may deliberately let my daughter misunderstand your identity... I hope you don't mind?"

"That's the least of your worries."

As early as when Yingzhi took over the job, he knew that this whole set of operation model must include some talents that he seldom used in the past.

"I will try my best to present my best acting skills and play a good role as a waiter in front of your daughter."

Benede blinked playfully. "If you lack acting skills, I don't mind doing a fake show with you, Dr. Ouyang." After finishing speaking, he slapped his ass.

The behavior is reminiscent of someone.

Eiji calmly got angry, smiled and said: "Mr. Bennett, I have always tolerated elderly patients well, so my previous behavior did not bring you a fatal disaster. But if I were you, I would never treat another patient again." A person who is likely to stab a needle-sized light knife into your brain in the near future will do any impolite behavior."

Benede immediately raised his hands up—"I'm not good, I apologize. As long as Italian men are not dead, they will always make such jokes until the last moment."

Fortunately, everyone else knows the aesthetics of restraint better than someone else.

"You want to die sooner? That kind of joke will help you immediately."

The silver-haired gentleman walked towards the heavy iron door of the laboratory, laughing loudly. "You're so funny, Doctor."

If he knew Eiji well enough, he'd know it wasn't a joke.

The door of the testing room slid open to the left, and the tall and malicious man was already in ambush outside.From the expression on Xia Huan's face, Yingzhi read that he and Bened.Randy's words were all heard by him.