Chapter 283

Magic world international financial center, Yuncheng technology headquarters.

Since the United States issued restrictions on the games to be released by Yuncheng technology, the whole game department seems to have fallen into an ice cellar. This is a bolt from the blue for Xia Yuxuan, the director of the game department.

Yuncheng technology, Xia Yuxuan's office.

"President Xia, this is the latest restrictive law of Switzerland and Luxembourg."

A female secretary wearing a black professional skirt and rimless glasses stood in front of Xia Yuxuan and handed over the documents in her hand.

Xia Yuxuan frowned and took the document in the Secretary's hand. "Now, how many countries in Europe have not promulgated restrictive laws against Yuncheng technology?"

Wen Yan, the Secretary opened the folder in his hand and looked, "President Xia, now 44 countries in Europe, except Britain and the Vatican, have issued corresponding restrictive decrees under our starry sky."

Hearing this, Xia Yuxuan rubbed the center of her eyebrows. She was already full of tired faces, which made her look white.

"President Xia, are you okay?" The Secretary saw his boss tired and said with concern.

Xia Yuxuan held her forehead with one hand and shook it with the other, indicating that she was fine.

Actually, there are only two countries left. The reason why Britain did not issue a restriction law is entirely because it was scared of being beaten in the Anglo Paar war last time, and the Vatican

At the thought of this, Xia Yuxuan couldn't help shaking her head. As the smallest religious country in the world, the market is pitiful. It really doesn't make much sense whether to issue restrictions or not.

Sure enough, am I still too useless? I can't even do such a simple thing well.

Xia Yuxuan smiled at herself.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

Just thinking, the door of the office was knocked again.

"Enter!"

As soon as the words fell, a male clerk in a suit quickly came in.

"What's up?" Xia Yuxuan picked up her head and looked at the director in charge of promotion in her department.

"Mr. Xia, it's not good," the male supervisor said anxiously, "Britain... Britain has also issued restrictive laws on us!"

"What?!"

Xia Yuxuan suddenly stood up, and then there was a whirl

Anlu Island, Fangcheng villa.

Fang Cheng is sitting in the dining room of the villa, looking at Zhang Yun and preparing to say something, but Yunmeng's voice suddenly appears in his mind.

"Fang Cheng, something's wrong!"

"What's the matter?" Fang Cheng frowned.

......

That morning, a plane flying to Hongqiao International Airport took off from Pasa International Airport.

Mordu Ninth People's hospital.

On this day, the gate of the hospital was under martial law, as if there were some great people. At the gate of the people's Hospital, there were almost five steps, one post and ten steps, all of which were special police on duty and security personnel of Yuncheng technology.

"Squeak!!!"

With a quick stop, Fang Cheng suddenly pushed open the door and rushed out of the car.

The hospital leaders and some attending doctors waiting outside the car immediately greeted them. Fang Cheng got out of the car and seemed to have a layer of frost on his face.

"Hello, Mr. Fang, this is..."

"Where are the people?"

Fang Cheng gave him a cold look and directly interrupted his self introduction.

In Fang Cheng's powerful atmosphere, the hospital president immediately changed his mouth, "I'm in the intensive care unit on the 17th floor of the inpatient department. I'll take you there."

A group of people got on the elevator and went straight to the 17th floor of the inpatient department.

Ding!

With a crisp sound, the elevator door opened.

Fang Cheng rushed out of the elevator, followed by doctors and hospital leaders.

a moment.

"Mr. Fang, this is the ward." The Dean pointed to the intensive care unit in front of him.

Fang Cheng looked at the intensive care unit in front of him, took a deep breath, turned his head and looked at the people, and said in an ordered tone, "you wait for me here."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The leaders and doctors of the hospital were all submissive, and the clone security next to them was even more neat and uniform. They answered "yes!"

Fang Cheng gently pushed open the door of the intensive care unit and walked in.

Entering the ward, the white decoration style renders the whole ward spotless. The ward has sofa, LCD TV and bathroom. It doesn't look like a ward, but it tastes like a luxury hotel.

In the center of the ward, on the clean white hospital bed, a young woman, dressed in blue striped sick clothes, sat there with her knees in her arms, staring blankly out of the window. The sun was shining on her beautiful long hair.

Fang Cheng quietly looked at the peaceful picture in front of him and couldn't bear to break it.

Xia Yuxuan seemed to hear footsteps, turned her head and looked over.

"Why are you here!"

There was an unspeakable surprise in her voice. Then, her eyes bent like crescent moon dimmed again, "I'm sorry, I..."

Fang Cheng didn't wait for her to finish. He hurried forward and gently hugged her in his arms, "Shh! It's all right!"

Xia Yuxuan's body stiffened and then softened. She hugged Fang Cheng tightly and said "Hmm!" A cry.

They hugged each other like this. For a long time, no one spoke first.

......

The Ninth People's Hospital, Xia Yuxuan's attending doctor's office.

Fang Cheng sat on the sofa and looked at the hospital president and Xia Yuxuan's attending doctor standing in front of him. He said faintly, "you two, sit down and talk."

Fang Cheng pointed to the sofa beside him.

"Good, good, good," the Dean nodded slightly flatteringly, "Mr. Fang, this is the best doctor in our oncology department, Professor Wang. He is also miss Xia's attending doctor."

The Dean quickly introduced the doctors around Fang Cheng.

Hearing the speech, Fang Cheng nodded and looked at Professor Wang, "Professor Wang, what's wrong with my girlfriend?"

Professor Wang listened to this and looked at the dean at the side. He fixed his mind and said, "according to our diagnosis, Miss Xia should have pancreatic cancer."

Fang Cheng's heart tightened and his right hand trembled slightly.

"Professor Wang, how can I get pancreatic cancer if my girlfriend is so young?" Fang Cheng said in a deep voice, "are you sure?"

"Mr. Fang, this result is the conclusion reached after repeated consultation by our hospital experts. There can be no mistake."

After hearing this, Fang Cheng picked up the cigarette, took a light puff and slowly spit it out. He narrowed his eyes and said, "can it be cured?"

Professor Wang bowed his head and remained silent.

Fang Cheng looked at him and said nothing. His heart sank and his face became very ugly. "Dr. Wang!" Fang Cheng raised his head and looked at the attending doctor with gray hair in front of him. "As far as I know, cancer should not be an incurable disease with current technology?"

Professor Wang hesitated when he heard this.

"If you have anything to say, just say it!" Fang Cheng looked at him and waved.

"Mr. Fang, with current technology, some cancers do have a chance to cure, but not pancreatic cancer!" Professor Wang paused. "Pancreatic cancer is the most difficult to cure in all cancers. Its mortality rate is close to 100%. At present, there are no good ways to treat it."

Fang Cheng listened to Professor Wang's explanation with a heavier heart. He suddenly regretted that since its establishment, the honeycomb laboratory has been committed to the development of military science and technology, and its development in medicine is almost nil, so that Fang Cheng feels helpless now.

"Mr. Fang, we won't disturb you first!"

Seeing Fang Cheng's bad complexion, the Dean next to him gently pulled Professor Wang's sleeve, and they slowly withdrew from the office.

Fang Cheng watched them leave, slowly closed his eyes and sighed.