"This is my friend, Yang Luo. He's a Chinese medicine practitioner," Elinda introduced.
"Mr. He, I would like to bring Mr. Yang to see the patient. May I?" Elinda asked after a pause.
" Since you're President Alinda's friend, of course you can."
He Yinghao nodded, then smiled at Yang Luo and extended his hand." Hello, Mr. Yang."
"Hello,"
Yang Luo smiled back and shook hands with He Yinghao.
When they shook hands, He Yinghao also sized up Yang Luo.
But no matter how he looked at it, Yang Luo gave him a feeling that he was too ordinary.
He Yinghao retracted his hand and made a gesture of invitation." President Alinda, Mr. Yang, please!"
Then, Yang Luo followed Elinda and He Yinghao into the car and drove away from Huamei Medical Company.
On the way.
"Mr. He, how is the patient now?" asked Elinda.
"My father's condition is very bad right now. He's been in a coma.
