Ace of the Dragon Division

Chapter 467: 468: The dying congressman

Stanson regretted going crazy with Xu Cheng when he returned to his residence.

When his girlfriend saw him, she asked him, "You're not getting fired again, are you? Stanson.”

Stanson shook his head: "Jenny, our boss is crazy. What do you say? You told me before that if you want to follow this boss around, you won't have the money to get married, but do you know how crazy he is? ”

Jenny looked at him blindly.

“He asked me to go to Senator Jerry, tell him that my boss can cure your cancer, and let me go get Jerry. You think I'm gonna tell Jerry that his bodyguard's gonna beat me up? Even the world's top two medical canadas can't cure illnesses, can he? ”

Jenny: “Maybe he's just testing your courage? ”

Stanson: "Courage, I'm not without it, I do a lot of bad things, but I don't really have the courage to do this absurd, and if the congressman does go with me, and the boss disappears, I feel like I'm going to run away from this country. ”

Stanson laughed again: "But my boss said if I did it, I'd get paid millions a year! This is kind of officially past the appraisal period, Jenny, and I'm so moved by the pay, I think even if it were crazy, I'd go crazy once, and I'd have to make some quick money to give you a stable family. ”

“Honey, you make your own decisions. We've survived a few years, not in such a hurry.” Jenny said.

Stanson just stood up and picked up the briefcase and said, "I got it. Go get Senator Jerry! ”

After that, he walked out of the room.

Congressman Jerry, who was previously the most favored Democrat, suddenly found out two years ago that he had liver cancer, or was in the late stages, directly ended his campaign and political career. Two years he had been treated, tried various methods, and cooperated very well. Forgive the expert fiends, but they could only sustain him for more than two years. If it were in the hands of others, he would have gone to see God a long time ago.

But it's not cured at all. It only delays his death at best.

When the most authoritative doctor for liver surgery also said to get Jerry ready for the aftermath, Jerry felt like he was losing all his fun, his old temper was completely gone, the whole person was passive, he couldn't even think of suicide, lest the media get such a pathetic look at him.

Filled with needles and infusions, and the way anyone walks in the room chooses to avoid or wear protective clothing makes him very repellent!

“Linda, isn't there a single person in the world who's giving you an invitation to the medical team to cure my illness?” Jerry couldn't help but growl at his assistant in bed.

He was really tired of it, and the pain was really painful, even if it was maintained with drugs, but once it started, it had to be painfully borne. The virus spread in fermentation, and his liver failure caused him to look bad, and his face was obviously aging, and his liver function was lost, and he coughed and bled.

There's no way to save these days!

Assistant Linda stood by the window and lowered her head: "Congressman Jerry, nobody would take this surgery, the best doctors tried it, and they wouldn't dare. ”

“Didn't you say the offer? Whoever can fix it, I can give him a lot of money! I have a lot of campaign money! I can't run for office right now. What the hell am I gonna do with that money? Can I take it to the coffin?” Jerry fainted as his emotional cough bled.

The assistant sighed: “Are you still not willing to make a will? ”

“You bring me my e-mail account, I want to see it for myself, I don't trust you, I don't believe in money, nobody refuses to treat me.” Jerry said.

The assistant had no choice but to take the tablet and open the mail to and from his mailbox.

He sent out an email to many medical teams inviting treatment, but they refused with obscurity.

Bullshit, the best and most authoritative team in the United States has done several surgeries to make him last until now. They can't cure it. Whoever picks it up at this time is no different from the backing pan. It can't cure it. It backs up the team in front of him and plunges himself into a storm.

Jerry flipped through all the e-mail records and his eyes gradually became atheistic, and if he had the strength, he could not help but smash the tablet to the ground.

That's when a mailbox popped in.

“Senator Jerry? Heard you've been haunted by the disease, and as a follower of your party declaration, I'd like to try to treat you. If you give up on yourself, why don't you give me a chance? ”

When Jerry saw this message, his eyes lit up.

“Find out who sent this email to me and see which team?” Jerry said to his assistant in a hurry.

The assistant hurried over to take a look and frowned: “Congressman, this is an anonymous e-mail. It's not very credible. Is it a lie to be discussed? ”

“Whatever, you contact this man, dead horse as a doctor! The doctors said I was ready. Who else could I trust? This man is right, give him a chance to see, maybe God is watching over me. ”

Linda grinned, “Congressman, don't be childish, okay? You've been cured for two years. You're optimistic. You might live half a year! ”

Jerry: “Contact him! Contact him! I don't have any other options. ”

Linda saw his angry expression, smiled bitterly, picked up her phone and dialed the phone number left in the anonymous email.

Stanson heard his cell phone call and quickly picked it up.

“I'm Senator Jerry's assistant. Listen, it's not Fool's Day yet. Stop pranking and send me emails. I know you're from the Dead Opponent Party. You must be happy, right?” Linda scolded.

“And you don't believe it's true, do you? Actually, I don't believe it either, but I'm just here to act impartially and tell the senator that I have a psychopath here who says he can heal you with 60% certainty, I don't know if you dare try?” Stanson said, "Whether he comes or not is none of my business, I'm just messaging, and if he wants to come, let him go to the poorest Coleman lab on 76th Avenue. ”

Stanson then hung up the phone and pulled out the temporary phone card and threw it away to avoid making a scene.

Jerry, listen, Linda was a little angry when she answered the phone: “How can you talk to people like that? Now, can we make a better choice? ”

“They are nuts, he said it himself, his crazy boss said that 60% are sure to heal you, this person is really sick, how many teams have 1% chance not, he actually said 60%? This is ridiculous! ”

Jerry: “I'm going! ”

Linda hurried: "Congressman, are you crazy too? ”

Jerry: “Get the car ready, let people come and carry me to the car, I feel like I can't even live for six months, I'm dying, even if I'm a lab rat, I'll admit it. ”