F * ck, the money I spent to come here was in vain.
Li Qingyun left the manor but did not leave Beverly Hills immediately. Instead, he sat on a chair by the roadside.
Ichigo had just told him that the old man would not live past today. The cause of death was a heart attack.
However, even if he did not have a heart attack, his life force would not last more than three days. His body was already in complete decline, and he had not eaten for two days.
This was also the reason why he went to the doctor. His anorexia made him lose his appetite for any food.
……
Hilton was furious. A lowly yellow-skinned monkey actually came to be his doctor.
As a white supremacist, Hilton rejected all people except white skin.
He allowed people with colored skin to do those lowly jobs, but he could not accept being a doctor.
In his opinion, only elite white people could be doctors, not other people of color.
At the thought of this, Hilton became more and more excited. He felt his heart beat faster and it became difficult to breathe.
However, Hilton still tried his best to maintain his breathing, and his chest gradually calmed down.
However, Hilton was still angry. He called the person in charge of contacting Dothan and scolded him.
"Sir, what would you like to eat for dinner?”
"No need…Forget it, I'll have a steak.”Hilton thought about it. He had not eaten for two days. Even if he had no appetite, he had to eat something.
The reason why he contacted the black agent and asked for a more reliable private doctor was because the competition in the film company had become more and more intense recently. Even the health consultant beside him was arranged by other shareholders.
Once the other factions in the company found out about his physical condition, they would definitely use it as an excuse to attack him at the board meeting. This was not something he could allow.
At the dinner table, Hilton looked at the fresh and tender imported Wagyu beef. He hired the chef with an annual salary of 100,000 yuan. The dishes he made had always been to his liking, but today, he really couldn't move his knife and fork.
The sight of the beef made Hilton feel a little disgusted. He forced himself to pick up his knife and fork, but before he could cut a piece of beef, he suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain in his chest.
" Quick…Give me the medicine…My medicine…My medicine…"
Fortunately, the attendant had brought Hilton's usual medicine with him and hurriedly fed it to Hilton.
Hilton's heart pain gradually eased. Every time it acted up, he felt like he had gone through hell.
The older a person was, the more afraid they were of death. Hilton leaned back in his chair.
"Sir, are you feeling better now?"
Hilton's expression was uncertain. He recalled the words of the yellow-skinned monkey and looked at the time.
One hour, exactly one hour!
Was that yellow-skinned monkey's eyesight that good?
How could he be so precise about the time and predict that her illness would act up within an hour?
" Call him?" Hilton was in disbelief." I want to see that Asian doctor."”
The attendant glanced at Hilton. He had just said those harsh words in front of her, and now he wanted her back. It would be strange if she was willing.
However, as an attendant, he still made the call according to Hilton's request.
First, it was transferred to the phone of another person in charge of contacting him. Then, the contact person transferred it to the black intermediary, Dothan's phone, and finally sent the message to Li Qingyun.
Li Qingyun hadn't left. He had been waiting for this news in Beverly Hills.
He had paid more than a hundred dollars for the fare when he came here. He could not make a loss.
"Dorson, tell that old man to prepare a hundred thousand dollars or a coffin.”
"Li, why bother? That's a big client. If you can build a good relationship with him, it'll be easy for you to get to know more rich people.”
" He's a white supremacist. I don't think I can maintain a good relationship with him, and I don't intend to maintain a good relationship with him. 100,000 dollars is his mental compensation for humiliating me in front of me. Tell him that if I don't see the money, then he can wait for death.”
"Alright, I'll pass it on to you.”
Dothan was also helpless. However, if it was 100,000 dollars, he would get 20,000 dollars. He was very willing to accept this price.
However, whether the other party accepted it or not was not something he could control.
When Hilton heard the news, he flew into a rage.
What a joke. With his status, no one had ever made such a request to him.
This made him unable to calm down, but his body also became more and more uncomfortable.
This forced him to call his private doctor and health consultant, Aisha, over.
Aisha was a red-haired beauty, but Hilton didn't have the energy to pay attention to her beauty at the moment.
Moreover, Aisha had been bribed by people from other factions.
Aisha hurriedly gave Rasfa a physical examination, her expression very solemn.""Mr. Hilton, I suggest that you go to the hospital now and do a comprehensive examination.”
"No, I don't have the time." Hilton directly rejected Aisha's suggestion, but what followed was a series of heavy coughs." Ahem…I have a very important meeting tomorrow. Give me…give me some medicine…"
"I'm sorry, sir. I can't do that. If you insist on not going to the hospital, you might not go to the conference room tomorrow, but the morgue. Now, as a doctor, I'm telling you solemnly that with your current physical condition, you could die anytime, anywhere. I'm not trying to scare you. It's best if you go to the hospital now. This might save your life.”
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