Herbert picked up the receiver and looked at it in front of her own eyes. She found that it was not bad. She could only say once again: "I don't know what Gegna has just said. I think the signal of the overseas call may not be very stable."

"It is like this, it should be because the food is delicious, so she can eat more." Ling Hong repeated.

"Gurner, I think you don't want to tell me that your special therapy doesn't have to say such a reason to perfuse me." Herbert applauded.

"No, no, Dr. Herbert please don't misunderstand. I am telling the truth. In fact, she can only eat food in a shop, not in other places." Ling Hongdao.

“Is there any special place in that shop?” Herbert felt the sincerity of Ling Hong’s tone and temporarily believed Ling Hong’s words and asked.

"There is a special place, the chef of that store is particularly good, more than most people in the world." Ling Hongdao.

"It looks like the level of Michelin Samsung." Herbert groaned.

"It's much better than Michelin Samsung. After all, there are a lot of Michelin-starred chefs who have lost under him." Ling Hongdao.

Others don't know, but Ling Hong knows that Dean, Chu, and Gabriel are all Michelin-starred chefs.

“If there is a cooking skill that is more than the Michelin star chef cooking for himself, then it is understandable to eat more. After all, the delicious food is still irresistible.” Herbert reluctantly said.

Ling Hong did not explain that Yuanzhou did not specifically cook for Xiao Xiaoqing, but then asked: "So, can such a situation last longer?"

"Or is it better? After all, the doctor said that it was only two months, but now it has been more than two months, is it possible that it is getting better." Ling Hongyi asked.

"Gurner, I think you know that the survival rate of pancreatic cancer in the past 5 years is less than 1%, which is one of the worst prognosis of malignant tumors, and because of the early diagnosis rate of pancreatic cancer, the mortality rate of surgery is very high. High, and the cure rate is very low, so since it has been confirmed as late, then what you said should be unlikely." Herbert said that the sound of pancreatic cancer is very heavy and low.

"But she can eat now, the spirit is not bad." Ling Hong muttered.

"Yes, this will ensure the vitality of her life, and indeed can increase her vitality." Herbert said.

In fact, when it comes to Herbert, he has a certain understanding of the information provided by Ling Hong. In his opinion, it should be Ling Hong’s female friend, wife or girlfriend who has such a disease, but he did not tell the other party. So secretly consult here.

After all, such a situation is not uncommon in Herbert's view. It is rare that Herbert's tone is soft, and it is no longer blaming Ling Hong for not providing patient information.

"So is it possible? I mean that one in ten thousand is probably so good, or can it be a long time?" Ling Hong continued to ask.

"Wigner, I never deny the existence of a miracle, and even sometimes there is such a miracle, but it is as unpredictable as the **** God's mood." Herbert said helplessly.

"Okay, I understand." Ling Hongdao.

"That's good, then look forward to the opportunity to see your friend." Herbert said.

"Okay, I will take her with a chance." Ling Hongdao.

"So Genna, goodbye." Herbert looked at the time, almost exactly thirty minutes, and then hung up directly.

"Dudu Dudu" Ling Hong's mobile phone made a busy call to hang up, then jumped back to the boot page, and he couldn't help but sigh with his mobile phone.

"No, no, no sigh, I want to have a chance. After all, even Dr. Herbert said that there may be miracles, not to mention that she can still eat now." When the last sentence was said, Ling Hong’s voice was exceptionally gentle.

Just like thinking of the usual way of eating Xiaoqing, Linghong couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

"Herbert must have been shocked that Xiaoqing can eat so much, but fortunately there are Yuanzhou." Ling Hong couldn't help but think of Herbert just surprised, and the mood was a little loose.

It’s not shocking, it’s just hanging up the phone. Herbert can’t help but swear: “I don’t know what it would be like for pancreatic cancer patients to eat.”

"There is a chance to study and study." Herbert whispered.

"Dr. Herbert, your next appointment is coming, do you need me to do anything?" Female assistant Julia's entrance interrupted Herbert's thoughts.

"No, just bring people in." Herbert shook his head.

"Okay, Doctor." Julie nodded and then closed the door and went out.

Of course, Ling Hong, who is far away from these heavy things, doesn't know. When he saw the time is already 4:1 in the morning, he quickly put down the information in his hand and prepared to wash and sleep.

After all, he had to go to breakfast with Xiao Xiaoqing in the morning. Although there was no appointment, the two had already had some tacit understanding.

In addition to getting sick, Ling Hong and Xiao Xiaoqing have become good friends and have a lot more conversations.

More topics have also found that the two people hate things are very similar, although the things they like are different.

It’s not that there was an old man in a Japanese TV drama who said that it’s not the same thing that you like. It’s inconsistent to decide whether the two people are going together.

It happened that the things that Ling Hong and Xiao Xiaoqing hated were very consistent, which also determined the closer relationship between the two.

Before lying down on the bed, Ling Hong is still pointing: "Xiao Qing said that this year will not go back in the New Year, then I have to hurry to end the company and spend a lot of time with her, which can also increase our time."

With such a feeling, Ling Hong was in a good mood to sleep in the past. Two hours later, at half past six, he woke up under the sound of an alarm clock.

Washing and dressing, then Ling Hong went straight to the door, he had to go to Taoxi Road, and then waited to have breakfast with Xiaoqing.

During the passing of the living room, I met the early aging father, Ling Hong quickly greeted an early sentence, and then immediately went out.

At this time, Ling’s father had not had time to answer. Looking at Ling Hong’s quick exit, Ling’s father couldn’t help but confront the old adjutant on the side: “Look at this kid, he is not as good as raw pork. At least you can eat a piece of meat."

"Old man, if you are afraid of a piece of fat pork, you can't call your grandfather." The old adjutant obviously knows the heart of Ling's father and laughs.

"Hey, when I was a child, I can't do it now. I don't know if I am older. I don't know how to bring more delicious food to my father." Ling’s father snorted.

"Don't you want to go to the Yuan boss store?" said the old adjutant.

"Still old folks, you know me, let's go to dinner today." Ling Laozi immediately said.

"Well, I will listen to you." The old adjutant did not object, nodded.

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