"Dean, my body..." John, who came back, carefully looked at Yang Xiaotian. Now it's time to be treated, and John wants to know his body and what the disease is. As the first student to graduate early from the College of traditional Chinese medicine, John thinks that even if his medical skills are not as good as Yang Xiaotian, there will not be such a big gap.
But now, Yang Xiaotian just looked at two eyes, can see the symptoms of the disease. But John could not find out what the disease was. The difference between the two is clear at a glance.
"John, I'll tell you a Chinese fable." Yang Xiaotian didn't pay attention to John, but drank softly.
"Go ahead, Dean." Said John, suppressing his impatience.
"Once upon a time, there was a local rich man who couldn't read a few words in his life, so he envied and respected those scholars. Lao Tzu couldn't read, but his son couldn't help it. He gritted his teeth and paid a lot of money to hire a teacher to teach his son to read. The teacher said that there was no problem. The reward was calculated according to the number of days. He thought that there were so many words in the world, how could he teach his son? The local rich man had no choice but to say to his son, son, you should strive to learn all the skills of your husband as soon as possible, or save some money. The son nodded. On the first day, my husband taught me a word, and the son of the rich man nodded and learned it. The next day, my husband taught me a word, and the son soon learned it. On the third day, my husband taught me three words. This time, the son told his father that he had learned all the words in the world... "
Speaking of Yang Xiaotian's fable, John can probably hear what Yang Xiaotian wants to say. The impatience in my heart was replaced by shame at this moment.
"Dean, I..." John stammered.
Although Yang Xiaotian is only a few years older than him, but psychologically, John still regards Yang Xiaotian more as a senior, a senior who can be regarded as a catch-up object by him.
At this time by Yang Xiaotian as a younger generation to teach, John's heart, surprised to find. At this time, he didn't feel anything wrong with the guilt in his heart. Instead, he feels natural!
"I know you are excellent, even better than I was then." Yang Xiaotian waved her hand to Alice and motioned her to go out first. Alice turned her lips discontentedly. The villain was just trying to steal more money, but she had to pretend to be righteous. What's more funny is that John, who usually looks very powerful, is really like a good baby at this time. He completely believes the bad guy's words!
But this kind of words, Manny will never say out. Yang Xiaotian is her man. Although I feel that John, who is scared by Yang Xiaotian at this time, looks like a child of several years old, is very pitiful, but the heart itself is not growing in the middle. For those who are closer to themselves, most people will subconsciously prefer to those who are closer to them.
This kind of thing sounds very nice. But how many people can really do this under any circumstances?
"As the first student in the College of traditional Chinese medicine to graduate ahead of time, you have enough self-confidence to believe that you have the most top medical talents in the world." Yang Xiaotian looks at John with a smile, as if he is looking at an excellent junior, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Dean..."
"But you know, in this world, there is no shortage of genius." Yang Xiaotian's tone suddenly became cold“ There are people out there, and there is heaven out there. I didn't want to say that to you. "
"This..." before John spoke, Yang Xiaotian interrupted him again.
"Heaven is jealous of the talented. With your knowledge of the Chinese language, what do you mean
"Yes, the students know that." John nodded hastily.
"The so-called envy of talents is only aimed at some people." Yang Xiaotian drinks low“ If they were ordinary people, they might live longer. But because they are elites, they are burdened with responsibilities that ordinary people can't or can't bear. As a result, they have to drag their bodies which are not particularly good and continue to do things that are tens or even hundreds of times more difficult than ordinary people's career. That's why more talented people die ahead of time. "
"Dean, what you mean..." John felt that he had already vaguely known the reason why Yang Xiaotian said so much to him.
"Although it is said that the way of heaven rewards diligence, the same thing should be done according to one's ability." Yang Xiaotian's tone suddenly lowered a little“ Your body has not been particularly good since you were born, right
"This... Yes." John clenched his teeth and murmured“ When I was pregnant, my mother was stimulated. I was... Premature. "
Yang Xiaotian's tone suddenly became more low.
"If I guess correctly, your mother died after she gave birth to you, maybe even when she gave birth to you?"
"Yes..." John clenched his teeth. It was a lifelong pain in his heart. Of course, he knows the best about his physical condition. But there was no way. He had to choose to go out on his own. In that home, he couldn't feel the warmth of any home. Although the man named dad has given him a lot of help.
But with dozens of women and dozens of children, he can spend too little time with him. That so-called home, filled with suffocating and disgusting taste of power struggle. It's a smell that John doesn't want to smell at all.
"If I said that your body is not enough to support you to accomplish what you want to do in your heart, what would you do?" Yang Xiaotian's heart, a little more regret.
He is not bluffing John. Yang Xiaotian already knows something.
Landry, as the head of the Rost family, naturally has enough intelligence channels to get what he wants to care about. What happened between shampoot and John, though it was very covert. But it is not difficult to speculate through some clues.
Two poor young men, one wanted to control the whole family because of the death of his own brother, and then executed all those involved. And the other, I'm afraid, is to control the whole underworld. Then, kill all the people who are called their brothers and sisters. Then the man named his father will be escorted to his mother's grave to make him repent for what he did!
The price John wanted him to repent should be his life.
Usurping power and seizing power is what two young people want to do now. Killing his father and brother is another thing John has to do.
If it is in an ordinary family, such a thing can affect dozens of hundreds of people at most. But now, one of the objects they want to usurp is the top families in the United States. And the other is the largest gang in the south of the United States!
No matter whether they succeed or not, as long as they can lift up this wave, the whole United States will fall into a turbulent situation because of the madness of these two young people.
Yang Xiaotian is not a saint. He doesn't care about this. But many of the rothers' businesses are on the west coast. And there, there are Yang Xiaotian's alma mater Stanford University, the relatives Yang Xiaotian cares about - Caroline ska, and his lover Jessica, ye mengrui.
It was because of something, not really because he wanted to blackmail John's money. If Yang Xiaotian thinks about money, only the patent right of Mandela virus can make him earn his whole life. Now, he is leading a family with a lot of money to eat and drink.
This is not what Yang Xiaotian wants. What he wants is a stable home forever.
He has been wandering for a long time. In the eyes of outsiders, in his short life of less than 30 years, he has spent the things that most people can't experience in their lifetime. It's the kind of stormy life that everyone dreams of.
But only those who live in it can really understand how tired such a life is.
Yang Xiaotian is not a hardworking person. If he is not forced by life, he may still be honest and honest as his black clinic doctor in Nanhu city.
If he had not met so many things after that, he might still be living a life of the sun nationality with wine and wine.
But there is no regret medicine in life, and there are not so many ifs. What he wants to do now is to try his best to calm down the disturbance that may affect himself or his family in the future without their knowledge.
If we can't, we have to let it go. Limited manpower, do your best. There's really no way to do it. We have to leave it to fate.
"Dean, if I give up, how much time do I have left?" John's face darkened, but his eyes became more firm.
"Two years, two years at most. If you continue to do this, two years later, even me, there is no way to save you. If you give up your present life and follow me for medical treatment, you can't live a long life, but I can guarantee it. There's no problem that you live to be fifty. "
Fifty is not a very old age, but compared with twenty-four or twenty-five, it is a long life.
"I really can't let those people go..." John sighed, then suddenly looked at Yang Xiaotian with a smile and said“ Dean, would you like to hear about my life? "