Chapter 57: The world is small

Throughout the day, the atmosphere of the entire coastline rescue team was dignified.
Although work is still going on, almost no one is communicating, especially Robio and Fari.
Everyone knows what happened, and of course, no one made it clear what was right or wrong about what Robbio did.
"Fari, we should talk."
"Nothing to talk about, you murderer!" Fally looked at Robbio with resentful gaze.
"Fari, you should understand that if Wanda lives for another day, it will suffer another day."
"I have found a way to cure it. Just a little more time, just a little time! You murderer, you murdered Wanda."
Robbio couldn't laugh or cry: "Fari, please be awake."
"No, what I said is true. Someone can cure Wanda. As long as I find that person, it will be OK."
"Well, where is the person you said?"
"I don't know. My younger sister is a doctor. Among the patients she deals with, there are two advanced cancers. But now they are both discharged and one of them has completely recovered. It is said that a mysterious person cured the two advanced cancers. Patient, Farr and I were looking for that person yesterday. "
"Did you find it?"
"No, Farr said. All I knew was that the person was Chen and was Asian."
Robbio froze. "Are you sure?"
"It's all Far told me."
"Do you remember, the doctor yesterday was also Asian and his name was Chen."
"So what? Do you think that cold-blooded guy would be the one I was looking for? Besides, even if I find that person now, Wanda is dead and it can never come back."
Robbio turned silently and left. Was he cured?
Did Chen fix it?
Robbio was a little skeptical and a little disbelieving.
What is cancer? People around the world know that it is terminally ill.
Perhaps you should reconfirm yourself.
Robbio went to the corner and called Chen Yan's phone: "Chen."
"what's up?"
"Is Wanda cured of your illness?"
"Robio, are you sick? How could you say such strange things?"
"Chen, I heard you have cured cancer."
"Nonsense, who made this nonsense?"
Hearing Chen Yan's denial, Robbio couldn't help doubting whether it was true.
"Robbio, I'm going to take time off." Fario walked behind Robio, startled.
"Can't you let it go?"
"No, I promised Farr to find that person with her."
"There are nearly a million Asians in Los Angeles. How do you find them?"
"One of the patients healed by that mysterious man was Fahr's teacher, who seemed to be called Wright, and was said to be a university professor."
Robbio froze again, Wright, a university professor?
Wouldn't it be a coincidence?
His own grandmother is also called Wright, and is also a university professor.
If he is really his grandmother, then his grandson has failed too.
He didn't even know it.
Robbio called out, "Hey, Wright."
"Robio, how long have you not come to see me, your father and son are like this, don't care about me at all."
"Sorry, Wright." Robbio rebuked a bit. "Wright, I heard you got ... cancer?"
"Ethan told you?"
"How are you doing?"
"I'm in class now, let's talk later." Wright hung up.
Her own grandmother was obviously avoiding this problem. At the beginning, she was very happy to receive her phone call, but when she asked about the cancer, she obviously didn't want to talk about it again.
Isn't she ... well?
...
"Far, why are you here?"
"Teacher, I want to talk about that."
"Far, you should understand that if that person is unwilling to admit it, neither me nor you, there is no way to force him."
"But you should at least give me his contact information. I believe I can convince him."
"Far, I can't rush to give his contact information without the consent of others. I can help you ask him, and I will respect his thoughts."
This is not the first time Wright has responded to Fahr this way, and Fahr obviously cannot accept such a reply.
"Teacher, you are also a doctor, don't you want to spread this technology to the world?"
"Far, I understand what you think, but have you thought about it, if this technology cannot be promoted? How much trouble will it cause him?"
"I just know that if you don't try anything, it's really irresponsible."
"But you are doing this now, which is violating the privacy of others."
"I do it for countless patients."
"This is not a reason."
"I think countless patients, they are more important."
"I think you should persuade those pharmaceutical companies that they control the formula and monopolize the market. If they can release the formula, more people will be rescued. I have one lesson and will not be with you."
After speaking, Wright turned and left, and Fal was a little angry, but also helpless.
"Far, don't forget it."
"No, I will never give up, would anyone you care about die?"
"He is dead."
"Already ... sorry, Fari."
"Nothing, for him, death may be a good thing, at least he no longer needs to be tortured."
...
Chen Yun took his family and went to Yisen to eat and drink, even the old Hei came with him.
"Chen, you have already moved away, why do you have to come to me for breakfast every day?"
"The breakfast here is especially delicious. You can see how delicious Wanda is."
"Wanda? How could it be named after the legend of the Coast Guard ... wouldn't it be that dog?"
"They can't save it. I saved it. Now it's mine."
"Asshole! It's seducing my salsa." Ethan suddenly growled.
"Wanda, beautiful job."
"When Besib first met my salsa, she wanted to ride her too, and when Wanda first met salsa, she wanted to ride her too. Is your family so jerk?
Barking
Besib was very angry, it was not his fault, it was Raymond.
Raymond, who was already in his chair, suddenly attacked him without warning.
One man and one dog scuffled again and again, and Ethan had long been surprised.
"Chen, help me train Salsa as well as your pets."
"Okay, ten thousand dollars. I promise that Salsa is smarter than you."
"Fools will spend $ 10,000 to make their pets smarter than their owners."
For Besib, the plot by Raymond was the most shameful thing in his demonic career.
Ethan is still envious of Chen Yan and his ‘pets’, so he adopted Sasa.
But Sa Sa did not have their spirituality, not even the newly adopted Wanda.
Of course, for most people, having a pet is emotional, even if it ’s not as good as others ’homes, but their children are always their own. Even if they say so, they still feel like their children. it's the best.
"Excuse me, is there a room here?"
Just then, an Asian woman came in and looked a little downcast, asking in jerky English.