Statham regretted going crazy with Xu Cheng after he returned to his residence.
Seeing him in a daze, his girlfriend asked him, "You won't be fired again, are you? Statham."
Statham shook his head: "Jenny, our boss is crazy, what do you think we should do? You told me before that you should follow this boss carefully, and you will have no money for marriage if you wander around, but do you know how crazy he is?"
Jenny looked at him blankly and inquiringly.
"He asked me to go to Congressman Jerry and tell him that my boss can cure your cancer, and let me call Jerry over. Do you think his bodyguard will beat me up if I go to tell Jerry like this? ?He can cure diseases that even the top medical masters in the world can't cure?"
Jenny: "Maybe he's just testing your courage?"
Statham: "It's not that I don't have courage. I have done a lot of bad things, but I really don't have the courage to do such absurd/brainless things. If the congressman really goes with me, and then the boss disappears, I feel that I have to start from The country of America is on the run."
Statham then smiled wryly again: "But my boss said, if I do it, the annual salary will be tens of millions! This can be regarded as officially passing the assessment period, Jenny, I am so excited about this salary, I think even if it is crazy, I am also crazy Once, I have to make money quickly to give you a stable family."
"Honey, you can make up your own mind. Anyway, we've survived for a few years, so don't be in a hurry." Jenny said.
Statham simply stood up, picked up his briefcase and said, "I've made up my mind, I'm going to find Senator Jerry!"
After speaking, he walked out of the room.
Congressman Jerry was the most favorable person to be elected by the Democratic Party. Two years ago, he was suddenly found to have liver cancer, which was still at an advanced stage. This directly ended his campaign and political career. In the past two years, he has received treatment and tried various methods , is also very cooperative, even those experts and fierce people can only maintain him for more than two years. If it is in the hands of other people, I am afraid that I have gone to see God long ago.
But this does not cure the root cause at all, at most it delays his death.
When the most authoritative doctor of liver surgery also told Jerry to prepare for his funeral, Jerry felt that he might have lost all fun, his former vigor was gone, and he was very negative. He couldn't even think about committing suicide. To prevent the media from photographing him in such a miserable state.
His whole body was filled with needles and infusion fluids, and the way that everyone in the room chose to avoid or wear protective clothing made him very repulsed!
"Linda, the invitation you sent out to the medical teams all over the world, didn't one of them respond back and say that it can cure my disease?" Jerry couldn't help but yelled at his assistant while lying on the hospital bed.
He really had enough, the pain was really painful, even though it was maintained with medicine, but once the disease broke out, he could only bear it painfully, the virus was fermenting and spreading, and his liver completely failed, causing him to recover very quickly Poor, the aging is obvious on the face, and when the liver function loses its function, he will cough up blood when he coughs.
There is simply no way to save this day!
Assistant Linda stood by the window and lowered her head: "Mr. Jerry, no one would accept this operation. The best doctors have tried it, and they are even more afraid to try it."
"Didn't you say a quote? Who can heal, I can give him a lot of money! I have a lot of campaign money! Now I can't run, I keep that money for a fucking use! Can I take it to the coffin ?” Jerry was about to faint while coughing and bleeding emotionally.
The assistant sighed: "Are you still unwilling to make a will?"
"You bring me my email account. I want to see it for myself. I can't trust you. I don't believe that no one with money will refuse me treatment." Jerry said.
The assistant had no choice but to take the tablet and open it to check the correspondence in his mailbox.
He sent an email inviting treatment to many medical teams, but they all refused in a cryptic manner.
Nonsense, the most excellent and authoritative team in the United States has done several operations to barely let him survive until now. They can't cure it. Whoever comes to pick it up at this time is no different from taking the blame. If it can't be cured, it will set off the front team. And threw himself into a storm.
Jerry flipped through all the email records, his eyes gradually became dull. If he had the strength, he would have smashed the tablet on the ground.
Just then, a mailbox popped in.
"Rep. Jerry? I heard that you have been suffering from illness. As a follower of your party manifesto, I want to try to treat you. If you give up on yourself, why don't you try to give me a chance?"
Jerry's eyes lit up when he saw the message.
"Check for me who sent this email and see which team it is from?" Jerry said anxiously to his assistant.
The assistant quickly walked over to have a look, then frowned and said: "Member, this is an anonymous email, the credibility is not high, it is debatable whether it is deceptive."
"It doesn't matter, you contacted this person for me, a dead horse is a living horse doctor! Those doctors said to make me prepare for the funeral, who else can I choose to believe? This person is right, give him a chance to see Look, maybe God is on my side."
Linda smiled wryly: "Member, can you stop being naive? I have been treated for this disease for two years. If you are more optimistic, you may still live for half a year!"
Jerry: "Contact him! Contact him! I have no other options."
Seeing his angry expression, Linda smiled wryly, picked up her cell phone and called the phone number left in the anonymous email.
Statham heard a call from his cell phone and quickly answered it.
"I'm an assistant to Congressman Jerry. Listen, April Fool's Day isn't here yet. Don't play tricks and send emails. I know you guys are members of the rival party. You must be gloating, right?" Linda scolded.
"You don't believe this is true, do you? Actually, I don't believe it either, but I just came here to do things impartially and told the congressman that I have a neurotic boss here. He said that he can cure you with 60% certainty. I don't know. Do you dare to try it?" Statham said: "It doesn't matter to me whether he comes or not, I'm just in charge of spreading the word, if he wants to come, let him go to the poorest Coman laboratory on 76th Street Avenue."
Then Statham hung up the phone, and pulled out the temporary mobile phone card and threw it away to prevent the incident from becoming a big deal.
Jerry was a little angry when he heard Linda answering the phone: "How can you talk to people like that? Can we have a better choice now?"
"They are really crazy. He said it himself. His crazy boss said that he is 60% sure to cure you. This person is really sick. How many teams have no 1% chance, and he actually said 60%? Really? ridiculous!"
Jerry: "I'm going!"
Linda was in a hurry: "Member, are you crazy too?"
Jerry: "Let's get the car ready. Someone come over and carry me into the car. I don't think I can live for half a year. I'm about to die. I'll admit it even if I'm a lab rat once."