Southern Hospital, Department of Thyroid and Breast Surgery.
"President Ling, you indeed have breast cancer!"
A female doctor, holding the data that Ling Wei had just had checked, said sternly.
"What, really..."
This was not Ling Wei's exclamation, but her assistant Han Duo'er.
But Ling Wei, sitting opposite the doctor, had a stunningly beautiful face frozen in disbelief. Her heart trembled. It turned out that Wan Yunting had not misdiagnosed last night; she really had breast cancer.
"However, don't worry. yours is early-stage breast cancer, currently only in your right breast."
The female doctor comforted Ling Wei, telling her not to be nervous. "Fortunately, you discovered it early and came for a check-up. If it were a few more months later, it might have grown in your left breast as well, which would be serious."
Ling Wei nodded. Wan Yunting had saved her again!
"Breast cancer isn't something that only affects older people. Many young people get it nowadays..."
The female doctor, seeing Ling Wei's confusion about why she had breast cancer, briefly explained.
Finally, Ling Wei accepted the fact. Having calmed down, she asked, "Then how should it be treated now?"
"It can only be surgically removed," the female doctor said.
"Removed..."
Ling Wei was taken aback. Every woman would mind having surgery on her body, which would only leave an unsightly scar.
"Are there any other treatment methods?" She didn't want surgery.
The female doctor shook her head. "For early-stage breast cancer, removal leads to a full recovery. This is the only way!"
Ling Wei's eyebrows furrowed. She cared most about her beauty. If surgery were performed on her right breast, her body would no longer be perfect!
"You can go back and consider it, but don't delay too long. The sooner the surgery, the better."
The female doctor saw Ling Wei's inner struggle. Clearly, every woman who came to her with breast cancer and eventually had surgery was like Ling Wei, so she was used to it.
Ling Wei and Han Duo'er left the doctor's office. Kuang Long, waiting outside, knew from Han Duo'er's expression that their boss really had something in her right breast. He immediately said, "Boss, why don't you go to Boss Wan for treatment? His medical skills are very impressive. Before, when we were in prison, a cellmate couldn't get it up, and Boss Wan just massaged a few acupoints on him, and he could get it up..."
"Kuang Long, what are you talking about?"
Han Duo'er was so angry she raised her hand to hit the simple-minded Kuang Long. Was that the same thing?
"Ouch, I just think Boss Wan can cure the boss's illness," Kuang Long scratched his head, thinking innocently.
"Isn't he working as a TCM doctor in the Southern Traditional Chinese Medicine department?"
Ling Wei's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. Since he was the first to diagnose her illness, perhaps Traditional Chinese Medicine had other ways to treat it, and then she wouldn't need surgery.
"Yes, then boss, let's go find Boss Wan now."
Kuang Long was delighted. Ling Wei nodded, and the three of them left the main hospital building and headed towards the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
At this time, Wan Yunting, driving his second brother's car, returned to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine with Jiang Yichun.
As a result, they saw a tall man in a black leather jacket with tattoos on his neck standing at the entrance. As soon as he saw Wan Yunting, he immediately went up to him, "Boss Wan..."
"Tiger?"
The visitor was indeed Meng Hu, which made Wan Yunting raise an eyebrow. He said to Jiang Yichun, "Dean Jiang, you go in first."
"Okay."
Jiang Yichun glanced at Meng Hu, who was tall and looked like a gangster. Without saying much, he returned to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine first.
"Boss Wan, you really work here."
Meng Hu took out a cigarette, respectfully offered one to Wan Yunting, and then took out a lighter to light it for him. "For a big shot like you to work here, isn't that a waste of talent?"
Wan Yunting took a puff of smoke and slowly exhaled a smoke ring. "Speak, why are you looking for me so suddenly?"
"Hehe, it's nothing much, really."
Meng Hu smiled. "Didn't I say last time? I wanted to welcome you, Boss Wan, and my boss also wants to meet you."
"Just this?"
"Yes, yes..."
"Thank your boss for his kindness, but it's not necessary." Wan Yunting waved his hand and headed into the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
"Hahaha, as expected of the legendary figure from Huadu Prison!"
Then a laugh came. From a black Range Rover at the intersection, a middle-aged man in a white suit, with long hair tied in a ponytail, wearing sunglasses, and a cigar in his mouth, stepped out. His shiny leather shoes made a clacking sound on the ground. A young subordinate in a black suit followed him, displaying his imposing aura.
This person was Ling Xianzong!
Wan Yunting turned back, his eyes narrowed as he looked at Ling Xianzong, who was walking directly towards him. Meng Hu quickly introduced, "Boss Wan, this is my boss, Ling Xianzong."
Ling Xianzong took a puff of his cigar. His attire was similar to that of Hong Kong star Xie Xian. "Boss Wan, your name is well-known in the underworld. Meeting you in person today, it's no wonder Meng Hu admires you so much. You are indeed a dragon among men, a distinguished figure, hahaha..."
He started flattering him as soon as he arrived. Wan Yunting exhaled a smoke ring and smiled. "Boss Ling, you flatter me. In prison, Tiger and I were just fooling around. We had no intention of developing in that direction, so I appreciate Boss Ling's kind offer."
"Hehe, I know Boss Wan is a medical practitioner, dedicated to healing the sick."
It was clear that Ling Xianzong had inquired about Wan Yunting's general situation from his release from prison to his current status before coming. "I, Ling, admire talented people the most. For a rare talent like Boss Wan, it's natural to get to know each other. Let's just be friends."
In three sentences, he didn't deviate from words of praise. If it were someone else, they might have agreed.
But how could Wan Yunting be an ordinary person? He was very rational in his actions and friendships. He would never make an exception for things he was not interested in.
So he threw the cigarette butt he was holding on the ground and rubbed it with the tip of his shoe. This action made Ling Xianzong raise an eyebrow, knowing that the other party was hinting for him to leave.
"Hehe, I wonder who it is, but it turns out to be my dad."
Suddenly, Ling Wei came out from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. She was tall and slender, dressed in a professional suit today, perfectly showcasing her figure and the mature aura of a business queen.
Ling Wei hadn't expected her father to come out personally to win over Wan Yunting!
"Oh, it's my precious daughter!"
Seeing Ling Wei, Ling Xianzong's eyes narrowed, and his anger surged.
The father and daughter had been at odds for three years, engaged in a silent struggle. However, they didn't yell at each other with red faces. Instead, they spoke with hidden daggers and laughed. "What, are you sick and here to see Boss Wan for treatment?"
"Haha."
Ling Xianzong laughed heartily and patted his chest. "Then I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. My body can live for another fifty years!"
"Hehe."
Ling Wei gritted her teeth and smiled, feeling extremely unbalanced. Why couldn't this old scoundrel get cancer?
"I hope you can live to be fifty!"
However, Wan Yunting suddenly looked at Ling Xianzong and smiled meaningfully.
"Boss Wan, what do you mean by that?"
Ling Xianzong's eyes turned cold. He had personally come to invite him, yet he still wasn't giving him any face.
Wan Yunting shook his head and smiled, then turned to Ling Wei and asked, "President Ling, have you had your check-up?"
"Yes, I have," Ling Wei nodded with a smile. "I'd like Boss Wan to take a look at me."
"Then let's go in."
Wan Yunting nodded, ignoring Ling Xianzong and Meng Hu, and went into the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Ling Wei glanced at her scoundrel father, her phoenix eyes sharp, her red lips curving into a cold smile, then followed Wan Yunting with Kuang Long and Han Duo'er.
"Damn it, you were just a king in prison, but in society, you're still just a snake!"
Being humiliated in front of his daughter made Ling Xianzong very unhappy and angry.
In the entire Huadu, who dared to not give him face?
"Don't ever mention how powerful he is in front of me again," Ling Xianzong glared fiercely at Meng Hu and turned to leave with his subordinates.
Meng Hu was left with a helpless expression. He dared not take his anger out on Wan Yunting.
He just felt that Ling Xianzong's mistake of missing out on Wan Yunting would be his biggest mistake!