"All right, Dad."

Luo Hongwu also agreed with his father.

In his heart, he secretly feels that he owes the other party for Zhang Xiaofan's rescuing.

Therefore, at this time, even if his father does not say, he will repay Zhang Xiaofan after the event.

Thinking of this, Luo Hongwu took out a checkbook directly from his pocket.

Then swish, swish, swish with a pen.

I wrote a check for 20 million Chinese dollars.

Then hands respectfully handed to Zhang Xiaofan in front of respectful voice, way.

"Little brother, this is 20 million Chinese dollars. Please accept it. "

Looking at the huge check handed by Luo Hongwu's hands, Zhang Xiaofan just looked at it casually.

Then he shook his head and said, "you should donate the 20 million yuan to hope primary school for me."

"The children there need the money more than I do."

Smell speech, the expression on Luo Hongwu's face is stiff.

However, he is also a man who is used to meeting people in officialdom.

After a little stupefied, he immediately responded.

Immediately he signed a check in the checkbook.

Then he handed his hands to Zhang Xiaofan again and said, "ha ha, it's my abrupt little brother."

"This is a million Chinese dollars."

"I hope you don't refuse this time, little brother!"

This time, Zhang Xiaofan did not choose to continue to refuse.

After all, he also saved the life of the man's father in front of him.

It's also right to charge for a visit.

Moreover, this one million is also within the scope of Zhang Xiaofan's acceptance.

It's just that he's a little bit short at the moment. Simply, he reached for it.

See, after Zhang Xiaofan finally accepted this one million check.

Luo Hongwu this just from in the heart a sigh of relief, revolve even if again sigh to say.

"Little brother, when a man is a doctor, he is kind-hearted and cares about the world."

"This is 20 million Chinese dollars. I, Luo Hongwu, will certainly donate it to hope primary school in your name. "

"By the way, I don't know. What's your name, little brother?"

"Zhang Xiaofan."

Zhang Xiaofan, a light confession.

Just about to turn and leave. See, Luo Hongwu called him again, way.

"Mr. Zhang, since you can easily rescue my father's ischemic stroke."

"I think there should be other ways to cure this disease thoroughly, right?"

Said, Luo Hong Wudang looked down to Zhang Xiaofan's eyes also revealed a touch of expectation.

As the son of Luo Qingshan. He has no other wish as a son.

Naturally, they all want their father to be healthy and live a long life.

In addition, over the years, although my father is only middle-aged.

However, the body is getting worse day by day, Luo Hongwu is also in the eye, anxious in the heart.

But for such chronic diseases.

Modern western medicine can be said to be completely helpless.

Although, over the years, Luo Hongwu also took his father to seek help from many TCM doctors.

But at present, Chinese medicine is declining, and fewer and fewer people can really understand it.

Most of them are people fishing for fame.

Therefore, after that, although Luo Hongwu also made a lot of efforts in this aspect.

But in the end, it's the end of nowhere.

Today, I can see Zhang Xiaofan's wonderful Chinese medicine technique.

Not only can he see through his father's illness at a glance.

What's more, the direct and effortless way is to rescue his father from the gate of death.

At the moment, Luo Hongwu's heart is also full of hope.