The American Scripture

　　 Asking for Sanjiang tickets, brothers, I am grateful for those who have Sanjiang tickets. Three shifts every day this week, it broke out every day!

　　 Sister An has not contacted Zhen Fan in the past few days, but posted some photos of herself on the Penguin, enjoying the style of the West Coast of the United States. From the photos, she is indeed very excited.

　　 Zhen Fan feels very comforted every time she sees Sister An happy. In fact, Sister An is indeed a kind and good woman. Although there are some women who are petty, this is not the point.

Bit Jackson finally came with his patient. He was an old man in his sixties, and he seemed to be a bad old man. Indeed, this is a bad old man with gray hair and a little rickets, but his eyes There is still a kind of proud light inside.

　　 "My old buddy, old partner Gary Peterson has been in charge of me for more than ten years, but that kind of strange disease has tortured him for almost ten years!" Bit Jackson said to Zhen Fan.

"If I can choose, old man, I really want to see God quickly, but...you know, what has been supporting me? I like photography. That's my second life." Gary? Peterson shook his head and smiled, but he smiled a little hard, "It's nice to meet you, Dr. Zhen."

　　 Zhen Fan shook hands with him: "Of course I also thank you for your trust. This is the treatment room. You are waiting for me there. I will come over when I change my clothes." Then Zhen Fan went straight to his office.

　　 "Okay!" Gary Peterson nodded, glanced at Bit Jackson, and shrugged, with an indifferent expression.

"You have to try it!" Bit Jackson was very optimistic. "Zhen is not one of the best doctors I have ever seen. He cured my migraine. Yes, only he can treat it. You know, I have seen many doctors before, and now I am not superstitious about authority!"

　　 "Okay!" Gary Peterson raised his hand, then turned around and pushed open the door of the treatment room. He looked at the relatively rudimentary seats and tables, frowned slightly.

　　 The door opened. Zhen Fan changed his clothes and walked in. Instead of taking out the silver needle as usual, he asked Gary Peterson to sit down and face him.

　　 "Bit showed me your video!"

　　 Zhen Fan was straightforward and asked directly.

"Yes, I gave it to him. I didn’t know he gave it to you, but... can you see anything? Or what kind of disease do I have? You know... many doctors haven’t found me. Cause."

　　Gary Peterson slightly opened his hand on the back of the chair.

　　 "It's been so many years, I thought I was used to it, after all... this hasn't killed me yet."

　　 Zhen Fan saw that this old guy didn't trust him a little, and didn't care.

　　 "To be honest, I can't see what disease you have!" Zhen Fan nodded, "I am no different from other doctors on this point. I must tell you the truth!"

　　 "So...Are we wasting time?"

　　Gary Peterson had a hint of mockery in his eyes.

　　 "If only treating diseases, we are really wasting time." Zhen Fan also bluntly, "And you have wasted almost ten years of time, of course you won't care about this for a while!"

　　Gary Peterson was taken aback, then smiled and nodded.

　　 "You are good, I like you like this!" Gary Peterson pointed at Zhen Fan with a smile, "To be honest, I think you are quite frank, I like frank people!"

　　 "I can see it!" Zhen Fan smiled, "Mind if I ask something else? Or where do you live now? When did you move in?"

"The 1502 house on the top of the hillside of Beverly Hills, above the boundary of the hillside garden, was bought ten years ago from a **** real estate agent. The former owner was a famous producer." Gary? Peterson smiled, "I am not very familiar with real estate, so..."

　　 "I know, I'm not looking for you to buy a house!" Zhen Fan smiled, "In contrast, I like your photography better. I know that many classic movies are made by you."

"It seems that Bit Jackson has not praised me less, he is really a good person!" Gary Peterson smiled, "Well, since there is nothing to detect, then we... better stop here." He said He stood up, wasting such a long time here, he felt a little impatient.

"and many more!"

　　 Zhen Fan stretched out his hand and pressed it down.

　　 "What else is there?"

　　 Gary Peterson frowned deeper this time. Although he said he liked Zhen Fan, it was just verbal politeness.

　　 "Tell you the truth, Mr. Peterson, you are not sick at all!"

　　 Zhen Fan looked at him solemnly, with a serious face.

"This... is the conclusion that you and I came out of talking for a long time? God, this has tortured me for nearly ten years, and now you actually tell me that there are no problems? I am not sick? Huh? Do you think this is Is it a joke? Or do you want to laugh at me, a poor old man?"

　　 Zhen Fan's words finally annoyed Gary Peterson. His impatience, coupled with his contempt for Zhen Fan's inability to find out the cause, finally broke out completely.

　　 "Mr. Peterson!"

　　 Zhen Fan had to raise his voice to overtake Gary Peterson.

　　 "I am sure again that you are not sick. If you have to say that you are sick, it is just your psychological fear."

　　 "Nonsense!"

　　Gary Peterson finished his clothes and was about to rush out.

"But I know what caused your fear, Mr. Gary Peterson, if you want to leave, I will never stop you. I can be sure that your so-called illness is that you moved into number 1502. There is no doubt that it started soon after the villa."

　　 Zhen Fan said something behind him.

Gary Peterson hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned around and looked at Zhen Fan: "Yes, everyone knows this. I moved into that villa ten years ago, and I was sick for almost ten years... …"

　　Gary Peterson suddenly stopped and looked at Zhen Fan suspiciously.

　　 "Does this have any connection?"

　　 "If I didn't guess wrong, it must be related." Zhen Fan nodded, "Of course, if I can take a look in person, maybe I will find the answer!"

　　 "You mean my illness is because of that house?"

　　Gary? Peterson suddenly thought this was a little absurd, what could be wrong with the house? The former owner is still a well-known producer, and now he is very popular in the Hollywood entertainment circle. Many famous actors and directors want to get involved with him. This is simply ridiculous!

"I think, I know what you are going to say!" Gary Peterson smiled, "Perhaps you have worked part-time as a psychic, but?...I really don't mind at all. Okay, I'm leaving. Goodbye, Doctor Zhen, oh, or a psychic!"

　　Gary Peterson spoke in an ironic tone.

Zhen Fan was not upset, but just nodded and said: "I know it may be difficult for you to trust me, but I also know that your illness is getting more and more serious. Maybe in two days, you will Feel the serious consequences. Goodbye, Mr. Peterson!"

　　 "How about, old man? I just said..."

　　 Seeing Gary Peterson coming out, Bit Jackson hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face.

　　 "Okay, we are going to say goodbye, Bit, thank you very much for your recommendation, I think it is very important to me. But I have survived the past ten years, do you still care about this time?"

　　Gary Peterson speaks quickly, like a machine gun.

　　Bit? Jackson was taken aback, and then saw Zhen Fan coming out of the treatment room.

　　 "What's the matter? Dr. Zhen!"

"Well, that's the case. Mr. Peterson is not sick at all. Of course this is my judgment. He himself does not believe this conclusion." Zhen Fan smiled, "If possible, I suggest within three days, or You, or find someone to stay with him all the way to prevent an irreparable tragedy."

　　 "Very serious?" Bit Jackson was taken aback, then looked at Zhen Fan in surprise. What Zhen Fan said just now caused him some indigestion, and he couldn't understand it.

　　 "Anyway, do as I say."

　　 "Well, I think there may be some misunderstanding!" Bit Jackson also saw the uncomfortable expression on Gary Peterson's face.

　　 "No, it's nothing, I just want to go home, do you want to come with me?"

　　 Peterson, who was standing on the other side, called Jackson loudly.

　　 "Or you stay here!"

　　 "Wait, Gary, just a moment!" Bit Jackson looked at Gary Peterson walked out of the door and hurriedly shouted, "What's the matter? Is it okay to make a long story short?"

　　 Zhen Fan nodded.

"I looked at Mr. Peterson's complexion. Although it was a bit awful, he did not have any disease and was physically. His mental head was very poor, but it was caused by his inner fear. He has never dared to face such fear. So..." Zhen Fan shrugged, with an expression you know.

　　 "So...what can I do?"

　　Bit Jackson just spoke when Gary Peterson's voice came from outside.

　　 "Bit, okay, don't waste time, let's go!"

"Unless I go to see where he lives! Maybe I can find the reason!" Zhen Fan smiled ~www.readwn.com~ But if you look at Mr. Peterson's face, you know how bad this is. The idea! "

　　 "No, Dr. Zhen, don't give up on him, even if I ask you as a friend!"

　　Bit? Jackson spoke quickly.

"You are a good person, Gary Peterson has a friend like you. It's his luck. Well, I promise you, if you can convince him, but...diagnosis and treatment...you know, this is beyond medicine. I have my own principles."

　　 Zhen Fan's tone was helpless, and she spread her hands.

　　 "How much, say the number!"

　　Bit? Jackson said readily.

　　 "Fifty thousand dollars, I will help you heal your friends. Of course, the process may cause some trouble. All this is settled by you or your friends!"

　　I was able to buy a well-positioned villa in Billy Foshan Village. I am sorry for my conscience if I didn't slaughter it. What's more, Gary Peterson did annoy Zhen Fan a bit.

　　 "Deal!"

　　Bit? Jackson stretched out his hand and held it with Zhen Fan.

　　 "Deal!"

Zhen Fan smiled slightly and nodded: "I hope you can convince him as soon as possible, but... I don't think it is easy! Okay, Bit, now you are not a patient anymore, I promise you will never have migraines in the future. hair."

　　 "So I trust you!"

　　Bit? Jackson gave Zhen Fan a thumbs up, then turned and left!