"What's your last name, sir?"

The waiter asked aloud. Boss Meng had just told him that if a young man named He Fan came over, he should be led up to the box.

"My surname is indeed He, He Fan!" He Fan nodded and smiled.

When the names matched, the waiter bowed slightly and said, "Hello, Mr. He, Boss Meng is in the private room upstairs right now. I'll take you up right now!"

After saying that, the waiter stepped forward to help He Fan lead the way!

Tai Fung Restaurant has three floors in total. The first floor belongs to the public tables, which are all eaten in the lobby. They are open to the public customers who come here because of their reputation or those who like the excitement.

On the second floor, there are private dining rooms for regular customers and diners who like quiet.

There are also private rooms on the third floor, but you need to have a membership card of the restaurant to get up.

Moreover, Tai Fung Restaurant’s membership card is not something you can apply for if you have money. Each membership card is personally given by the restaurant.

Since Tai Fung Restaurant implemented the membership system, it has only given out 66 membership cards over the years, which shows how rare these membership cards are.

The customers who can usually go to the third floor are all rich or noble people. Families like the Qian family are not worthy of the restaurant giving away membership cards.

Today, He Fan also stepped onto the third floor under the leadership of the restaurant waiter.

The third floor is quite large, nearly a thousand square meters, but there are only twelve private rooms.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, music, chess, calligraphy and painting!

The private rooms named after these twelve characters seem to contain a bit of style, and they also match the decoration style of the restaurant very well.

At this time, Meng Baichuan was waiting inside the plum box, and there was a middle-aged woman sitting next to him in a wheelchair.

Her face is delicate, and it can be seen that she is well-maintained, but her hands are shaking violently, which makes it obvious at a glance that something is abnormal.

When He Fan was brought into this box by the waiter and saw this scene, he was stunned.

He really didn't expect that besides Meng Baichuan, there were other people in the box.

And judging from the trembling of his hands, he seems to be suffering from Parkinson's disease!

After all, he had been dealing with medical research experts some time ago and had some knowledge of Parkinson's disease.

However, the shock in He Fan's eyes was fleeting, and then he returned to normal and greeted Meng Baichuan.

"Uncle Meng, excuse me!" He Fan said with a smile and put the gift in his hand on the table.

This is a calligraphy and painting from the Tang Dynasty that he asked Qian Ping'an to spend more than three million yuan to buy the day before yesterday. Although it is not a masterpiece, it can be regarded as a good gift as a meeting gift.

Meng Baichuan nodded and motioned for He Fan to sit down first. Then he smiled at He Fan enthusiastically and said, "What are you doing to disturb me? I'm an old guy who has nothing to do every day. You're interested in coming to see me. Why don't you come and see me?"

What gift to bring!"

"Actually, I have been looking for an opportunity to visit Uncle Meng these past two days, but I have been delayed due to some trivial matters. I have delayed my visit until today!" He Fan said with a smile.

Meng Baichuan nodded, and then didn't say anything more about the gift. After all, there were too many people rushing to give him gifts. His acceptance of the gift was a sign of recognition of He Fan's intentions.

With a smile, Meng Baichuan pointed to the middle-aged woman next to him and introduced to He Fan: "This is my wife Mu Mei. For some reason, it is inconvenient to talk to you!"

While talking, He Fan also noticed that Meng Baichuan's eyes were full of affection when he looked at his wife.

Come to think of it, the relationship between the two must be very good!

While Meng Baichuan was introducing, although his wife could not speak, she still nodded towards He Fan with a kind face.

Seeing this, He Fan quickly responded: "Hello Aunt Mu, I apologize for disturbing you so much today!"

Although Mu Mei could not speak, she still raised her hand and waved to indicate that it was okay.

She and Lao Meng are one, and since He Fan is Lao Meng's nephew, she will naturally treat He Fan as a junior.

He Fan hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and then said to Meng Baichuan: "Uncle Meng, if I read correctly, Aunt Mu is suffering from Parkinson's disease, right?"

He Fan asked this question very directly, which really surprised Meng Baichuan.

Since his wife's treatment failed, few people have mentioned the word Parkinson's in front of him.

Because when he heard the word Parkinson's, he thought of his wife being sick and being helpless. Oh.

In an instant, Meng Baichuan's smile disappeared and his face slowly darkened.

Mu Mei, who was standing next to her, noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere and immediately patted Meng Baichuan on the shoulder.

Meng Baichuan's face looked better after Mu Mei patted him like this.

But the way he looked at He Fan was no longer as kind as before.

However, because He Fan was introduced by Luo Guohui, Meng Baichuan did not turn his back on him and drive him away.

He Fan also realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, or that Meng Baichuan was too sensitive to the word Parkinson.

However, seeing Meng Baichuan's expression becoming more and more gloomy, He Fan was not worried at all.

Because for others, Parkinson's disease is an incurable disease, but for him, it is not easy to treat Parkinson's disease.

In the system mall, there are drugs for quickly treating Parkinson’s disease, as well as drug formulas!

Moreover, He Fan originally planned to have He Pharmaceuticals launch a drug to treat Parkinson's disease next year.

Thinking of this, He Fan said to Meng Baichuan seriously: "Uncle Meng, Parkinson's disease can be treated!"

"impossible!"

Meng Baichuan frowned and looked at He Fan, and said in a deep voice: "I have visited all the world's famous Parkinson's medical experts in the past few years, but I have never heard of a case where Parkinson's disease can be successfully treated."

He Fan was not annoyed and smiled confidently: "If others can't do it, doesn't it mean that we, He's Pharmaceuticals, can't do it?"

"He's Pharmaceuticals?"

Meng Baichuan was stunned, and suddenly remembered some information about He Fan.

Cancer removal drugs and leukemia treatment drugs are both developed and produced by He Pharmaceuticals.

And there is news that in the near future, He Pharmaceuticals will also sell drugs to treat heart disease and ALS.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Meng Baichuan's heart can't help but beat wildly when he thinks of this!

That’s right!

If others can't do it, it doesn't mean that He's Pharmaceutical can't do it either!

After all, He Pharmaceuticals has developed cancer-removing drugs and drugs to treat leukemia.

"Xiaofan, don't lie to me. Parkinson's disease can really...be cured?" Meng Baichuan asked with a trembling tone, without the calm and self-confident attitude he had just now.

Naturally, He Fan would not joke with Meng Baichuan. He nodded seriously and replied: "Uncle Meng, to be honest with you, our institute's research on Parkinson's disease has reached the final stage. As long as it takes a while, it will be completely successful."

Got it!"

Hearing this, Meng Baichuan couldn't bear it anymore and immediately grabbed He Fan's hand.

"Xiaofan, can you give me an accurate time?"

…

It has to be said that Meng Baichuan's hand was quite strong, and He Fan's arm turned red.

He pulled his arm away from the opponent's hand in pain, and He Fan said: "Uncle Meng, give me one month, and I guarantee that the medicine for Parkinson's disease will be delivered to you!"

"One month?" Meng Baichuan looked at He Fan blankly!

He Fan thought that Meng Baichuan disliked it for taking too long, so he immediately explained: "Uncle Meng, you can't rush this medicine. One month is already the fastest time!"

"No, no, I'm not too slow!"

Meng Baichuan blushed and said with a thick neck: "I have been waiting for more than ten years, and I will not miss this month!"

The reason why he was in a daze just now was that he really didn't expect He Fan to tell such a fast time!

He originally thought that it would take at least a year to develop such a drug to treat Parkinson's disease.

But I really didn't expect that He Fan would say that it would only take a month.

Hearing this, He Fan also knew that he was wrong, so he smiled and said: "Uncle Meng, don't worry, I can assure you that when the medicine comes out, Aunt Mu's Parkinson's disease will definitely be cured!"

Hearing this, Meng Baichuan's smile revived, and it was a brighter smile than before.

At the same time, Meng Baichuan also immediately turned to look at his wife!

At this time, Mu Mei was still in a daze, and she obviously hadn't come back to her senses yet.

After all, what He Fan just said had a huge impact on her heart.

Over the past ten years, Meng Baichuan has taken her to hospitals of all sizes around the world and visited countless medical experts, but they all got the same result.

That is, Parkinson's disease can only be suppressed through drug control, and it cannot be cured at present.

Mu Mei had already resigned herself to her fate, thinking that she would have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of her life.

But now, this young man who came to see Lao Meng said that Parkinson's disease can be cured!

Regardless of whether it was true or not, He Fan's words alone aroused Mu Mei's unwillingness.

If it were possible, who would want to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of their lives, and who would want to be unable to take care of themselves!

Anyway, if there was even a glimmer of possibility, Mu Mei would not be willing to accept her fate!
To be continued...