Zhang Yu understood Feng Hao's actions, "Looks like he's planning to go abroad for treatment."
The medical standards here in Harbor City are decent, but when it comes to cancer research, it can't compare to over there.
If Feng Hao has money and doesn't want to die, he'll definitely go over there for treatment, and to do so, he needs to prepare enough money.
Zhang Yu quickly thought of this, looked at Zhang Ji, "Son, do you think he plans to rely on you, since you plan to study medicine?"
"I don't study medicine directly in my four-year undergraduate program," Zhang Ji said, now learning some introductory medical knowledge.
He hasn't decided yet on which field of medicine to pursue, but there's no rush as he still has three and a half years to decide.
"Do you think he understands?" Zhang Yu thought that Feng Hao might just be counting on Zhang Ji studying medicine to care for him somehow.
"It doesn't matter if he doesn't. America's so big, we may not even run into each other."
