After all, he was also concerned about whether the old man could persuade Helena to marry into the family.
If he could be convinced, then wouldn't Helena be his future daughter-in-law?
The medical staff behind him also ran over quickly.
They were worried about the old man's health. The old man couldn't speak well and was accompanied by hemiplegia and convulsions. In this case, it was not suitable to talk too much. But they didn't expect to chat with Helena for so long, so they had to go and see the old man's current body. If there is any problem, it will be troublesome.
However, before the two groups of people reached the door of the ward, a scene appeared that made them feel like they were struck by lightning.
Helena turned back to the door and said, "Mr. Rothschild, there is no need to send me off."
Immediately afterwards, old Howard walked out of the door as if nothing happened. As he walked, he was polite to Helena: "It is a great honor for Her Majesty the Queen to come to New York to see me in person. As a Rothschild, I How could the head of the family not deliver it in person!"
Steve, Royce, and the medical staff almost all stood stunned on the spot.
Everyone is asking themselves a question: What on earth is going on?
Steve was also dumbfounded, thinking: "Yeah, what the hell is going on?"
"Wasn't the old man lying on the bed shivering just now? He was stumbling when talking!"
"Why now...why now suddenly I can't see anything wrong?! Are you coming back to your senses?!"
Steve was a little suspicious of the world. He rubbed his eyes. After making sure he saw correctly, he didn't think about what was going on. He ran up to help Howard and said nervously: "Father! Why did you come out on your own?" Well, your current physical condition cannot bear the hardship..."
Before Steve could finish speaking, Howard interrupted cheerfully: "Steve, let me tell you good news! My body is fine now! Everything is healed! Stroke, partiality, stuttering, tremors, everything... No more! Surprise or not? This is simply a medical miracle, hahahaha!"
"Wha...what?! He's...he's cured now?!" Steve was horrified, feeling as if his brain's CPU had been burned by the old man's words.
He thought to himself: "What's going on! He's cured? Can't he? Didn't the doctor say it was a stroke? Hemiplegia! Moreover, the speech nerve has been seriously affected, and it will be difficult to fully recover!"
"And the doctor also said that it is almost impossible to recover from nerve damage!"
"Even if you actively participate in the best rehabilitation treatment in the world, you will only be a little better than you are now. If you can return to walking on crutches, it will be God's blessing!"
Thinking of this, he turned to look at the attending doctor, with question marks and "Fuck you uncle" written all over his face.
In fact, the attending doctor was even more confused at this time.
Not to mention the CPU, it even burned out the memory and motherboard.
He felt that all these years of medical skills he had learned were in vain.
After practicing medicine for so many years and most of my life, who the hell has ever seen someone who just had a stroke, turned around and walked around numbly?
The key point is that the old man was polite to the Queen. He was dancing, eloquent, and energetic. Even he couldn't compare to him! JrNovels.com