Palpation

Tian Guozheng was pushed into a meeting room in his wheelchair.

As soon as he entered the door, Tian Guozheng put his hands together and apologized to both sides, "I'm really sorry. I'm talking with several local people about the zebu business. After the breakfast meeting, my stomach is full. They still won't let me go, so I can't excuse myself. Brazil is a good place to discuss everything except cattle breeds. That one's a problem…"

His show of weakness and his sincerity made everyone let his tardiness slide with a smile.

"I've invited several doctors this time, and I feel embarrassed about it." Tian Guozheng looked at his butler, smiled, and talked about today's most sensitive topic sincerely, "Ever since I came to Brazil, I've been injured multiple times, but not to the extent of having the need to go through surgery. This time, my health consultant told me that I have to do surgery, and I'm really scared…"