How can you tell which one is real and which one is fake when they are exactly the same?

Actually, there's no need for Zhou Mo Sen to help.

Zhao Ying knows for herself that the insulin is real.

She's been using this for years, so how could she not know?

So, what does it mean to have these two insulins together?

Under normal circumstances, Zhao Ying would ask directly.

Even with absolute arrogance.

After all, she's a Senator, not someone to be trifled with in California.

But now, Zhao Ying doesn't dare to ask.

She plans to figure it out herself, or perhaps... she's afraid of the answer Zhou Mo Sen might give her.

No, she's actually afraid of Zhou Mo Sen.

Did Dr. Zhou appear at this time merely by coincidence?

He's showing his power to her.

Or maybe it's something else.

So, Zhao Ying decides not to fall for it, she's just not going to ask.

Or she might just avoid Zhou Mo Sen's edge altogether.

But some things aren't so easily avoided, are they?

"Well, Dr. Zhou, thank you. I'll be leaving now."

She wants to take back her insulin pen and cartridge, but Zhou Mo Sen shows no intention of letting go.

"Senator Zhao, now that you're here in Southern California, it wouldn't be right if I didn't show some hospitality."

Showing hospitality, it's an interesting phrase.

Importantly, they are both Chinese, so they can fully understand it.

Moreover, Zhao Ying is from Northern California, and she's in Southern California now.

According to our Chinese logic, Zhao Ying hardly has a way to refuse.

But after all, she's only ethnically Chinese.

"That's not necessary, is it?"

She forces a smile, still intending to take the insulin and leave.

At this moment, Zhou Mo Sen suddenly said something.

"Sister Zhao, we're both Chinese, why not just speak Chinese."

Zhou Mo Sen said this in Chinese, ensuring Zhao Ying could definitely understand.

At that moment, Zhao Ying froze.

Should she speak or not?

Actually, Zhou Mo Sen was probing.

Thinking that 20 years later, there's this disgusting type of so-called 'High Chinese', who insists on speaking English even when communicating with fellow Chinese.

It's so revolting it's like disgust meeting its match right at home.

But, that is indeed the façade of those so-called High Chinese.

This group of beings called High Chinese grovel to foreigners.

But in front of other Chinese, they act with arrogance, displaying superiority.

That's how High Chinese came about, they think they're lofty.

While we just find it laughable.

Now, if Zhao Ying were to say directly: let's just speak English.

Then, Zhou Mo Sen would have a set of tactics to deal with her.

But if this Chinese female senator would speak Chinese with him, then Zhou Mo Sen would have another set of tactics.

In the end, it's up to Zhao Ying's decision.

Senator Zhao did hesitate for a moment, clearly in deliberation.

But finally, she opened her mouth and spoke in Chinese.

"What exactly do you plan to do to show hospitality, Dr. Zhou?"

Not bad, so Zhou Mo Sen settled on his next method.

"There's a golf course not far ahead, how about we relax there?"

"Alright."

Under Zhou Mo Sen's invitation, Zhao Ying followed him to the golf course.

Golf, as a sport, has a nice aspect.

Everyone can play while walking.

During the walk, it's exercise, relaxation, and a time for business discussions.

Indeed it's very suitable for business talk.

And now, Zhou Mo Sen started chatting leisurely with Zhao Ying.

"Senator Zhao, you're probably interested in my treatment plan this time, right?"

"Of course."

"Then let me guess, perhaps several people in your family struggle with diabetes as well."

"You..."

"Sorry, that was a bit rude, but I'm a doctor. When facing patients, we have to remain emotionally stable, sometimes even a bit cold."

"Alright, Dr. Zhou, you're exactly right."

"Good, Senator Zhao, you're very honest, so I'll be straightforward."

"..." Zhao Ying didn't respond, she inexplicably feared what Zhou Mo Sen would say next.

Fortunately, she didn't forget to leave her bodyguards at a distance, as they belong to the Descent Sect.

Even though she was conversing in Chinese with Zhou Mo Sen, she was still afraid the bodyguards might understand, maybe they did.

But Zhou Mo Sen was very direct: "In that case, perhaps Senator Zhao you might as well join my plan."

Plan?

No medical?

Zhao Ying acutely sensed the subtle difference in this detail, but what could she do?

Seize this detail to counterattack?

No! That's not possible at all.

Because Zhou Mo Sen could dismiss it.

"What benefit would I get?"

Starting directly with negotiations?

Honestly, Zhao Ying was somewhat surprised at her decisiveness.

But she did want to gain 'benefit'.

Zhou Mo Sen smiled, "Isn't it obvious, it'd be the cure for your diabetes, and your family's as well."

Indeed, that's the biggest 'benefit'.

Human beings can be quite pathetic at times.

After toiling hard all their life, they obtain the fame and wealth they once dreamed of.

But often at this time, the body fails.

Just like Zhao Ying, even though she has a family history, as long as she maintains a healthy lifestyle, exercises regularly, and eats properly.

She wouldn't get diabetes.

Moreover, diabetes is indeed a major factor causing other diseases in medical terms.

Things like foot gangrene are obvious, but in fact, heart disease can even be considered a complication of diabetes.

Many people wouldn't believe it, but if you really go to the cardiology department in our country, you'll find the info board clearly states it.

Heart disease requires dietary care, and that 'care' is exactly the same as for diabetes.

So, there's hardly any diabetic patient without the desire to be cured.

It's just that our current means are limited, and Zhou Mo Sen's...

Enormous attraction!

However, Zhao Ying directly rebutted: "But your plan hasn't really been verified!"

Yes, and you're just proposing it now.

Zhou Mo Sen still smiled: "That's simple, do you dare to try it?"

It was too direct, leaving Zhao Ying stunned.

"You, you..."

Zhou Mo Sen continued his onslaught, "I cannot guarantee anything, I'm just absolutely confident in my plan. If you intend to participate, then..."

At this moment, Zhao Ying was quite flustered by Zhou Mo Sen's aggressive strategy.

Internally, she wanted to try it but also felt it was dangerous.

Moreover, she was well aware.

Once she chooses to participate in the experiment, it would equal joining Zhou Mo Sen's camp.

So, this Zhou Mo Sen guy gave her an impossibly high-stakes decision to make!

"You want me to accept a plan that hasn't been verified yet? And also, I would..."

She almost said everything.

But a single sentence from Zhou Mo Sen shattered her wholly.

"Did the Descent Sect cure you?"

Right, it didn't cure her!

And after saying this, Zhou Mo Sen directly turned away.

"That's enough for today. Of course, if Senator Zhao wants to continue enjoying yourself here, then all expenses can go on my tab."

Ignoring her, just like that!

Being treated coldly by Zhou Mo Sen made Zhao Ying even more flustered.

After all, a renowned doctor isn't begging you to join this treatment plan.

So...

"Wait!"

The moment Zhao Ying's voice came through, Zhou Mo Sen smiled.

This Senator, hasn't she been firmly grasped by me!

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