Chapter 36: Mr. Zheng, a Master [Second Update]

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Yuzhou People's Hospital.

Qin Donglai's ward ushered in a special visitor.

"Brother Donglai, I see that you are in good condition, and you are recovering well!" Pan Zhenglong sat on the chair in front of the hospital bed and said to Qin Dong.

Pan Zhenglong, the current head of Yulong Group.

He is fifty-five years old, but in appearance, he is only in his thirties, and he is still well maintained.

This person has a Chinese face, thick eyebrows, high eyes, and a straight nose, and is born with a dignified appearance, and is quite handsome and extraordinary.

Pan Zhenglong and Qin Donglai are friends who wear open crotch pants, and they play together when they are young, and the two families can be regarded as world friends. Therefore, hearing the news that Qin Donglai was seriously ill and almost lost his life, Pan Zhenglong took time to visit the hospital in person.

"Brother Zhenglong, thank you for coming to see me in person, don't look at my recovery now, I almost lost my life two days ago. Qin Donglai smiled and told his experience.

In particular, he highlighted the role of Zheng Zhefan.

"That young man, who is really a god, not only saw my secret illness at a glance, but also predicted the time of onset, and asked me to go to the hospital immediately, saying that if it was too late, I was afraid that my life would be in danger. I was also fortunate to listen to his words, this afternoon came to the Yuzhou People's Hospital for an examination, to my doctor to help me do an examination, but also told me, not a serious illness, this is a slightly inflamed throat, just need to take some anti-inflammatory drugs, he told me not to be hospitalized. I was also afraid of death, afraid of an accident, so I insisted on being hospitalized, and the result was that I fell ill that night, and the epiglottis cartilage was inflamed and swollen, and almost blocked my trachea. The doctor said that if it was half an hour at night, maybe I would die!" Qin Donglai said excitedly.

"Congratulations to Brother Donglai, if you don't die, there will be a blessing!" Pan Zhenglong said with a smile.

He paused, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "That young man, is there really such a god?"

"Really! It's still to come!" Qin Donglai came to visit Zheng Zhefan in the hospital later, at that time, there was a blood clot retention in his trachea, and he was extremely painful, and he said all his life that if the blood clot could not be ablated, I am afraid that he would have to do a tracheostomy.

But the young man only touched his neck back and forth with his hand a few times, and a warm current moistened his trachea, not only dissolving all the blood clots, but even his inflammation and damage were cured.

"You say, is this god or not? I have seen some strange people in my life, but to be honest, this is the first time I have seen such a young man. Qin Dong said.

"Oh-" Pan Zhenglong had a look of surprise on his face.

Qin Donglai thought for a while and asked Pan Zhenglong: "Is the old man's situation still not good?"

Pan Zhenglong nodded: "Yes, I'm so worried, I still can't move, half of my body is paralyzed, I lie in bed all day and lose my temper, saying that it is better to die than to live like this." Brother Donglai, you know, my father, that is a violent man who catches fire on fire, and after he has this stroke, he is even more temperamental. I've called a lot of doctors, but it didn't work. ”

It turned out that Pan Zhenglong's 83-year-old father Pan Gaoshou had a stroke more than a year ago, and although he had been asked for famous doctors, he was finally paralyzed in bed with the sequelae of stroke and could not get out of bed.

These days, Pan Gaoshou told his son that if he couldn't cure his illness and let him walk freely, it would be better to let him be euthanized.

Pan Zhenglong has been worrying about this matter recently.

That's why he was thrilled when he heard Qin Dong say about Zheng Zhefan's miracles.

"Brother Donglai, can you help me and ask this master to heal my old father? As long as he can cure my father's illness, he can open as much consultation as he wants. Pan Zhenglong said.

Qin Donglai nodded: "I have his phone, I'll call him now and beg for it, I think he should agree." As for the consultation fee, this master is more eccentric, and he doesn't take a penny. I asked Inuzi Haidong to contact him two days ago, wanting to give him a million thank you honorarium, but he insisted on refusing. ”

"Hmm! That's a bit of an out-of-this-world gesture. Pan Zhenglong was solemnly moved.

There are too many people in this world who swagger and cheat to grab money under the banner of a master outside the world, and there are really too few masters who can really come in handy and despise money.

"I'm going to give him a call and hope he can give me some thin noodles. Qin Dong picked up his phone as he spoke.

"Thank you, Brother Donglai. Pan Zhenglong hurriedly thanked him.

Qin Dong came to find Zheng Zhefan's mobile phone, and before dialing it, he sat up straight and put on a respectful posture.

"Toot-"

The phone went through.

Qin Donglai's heart also rose to his throat, and he considered the wording when he talked on the phone later.

Zheng Zhefan was in class at this time.

His phone was vibrating.

Feeling the call, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and after finding out about Qin Donglai's call, he smiled and said in his heart, It's finally here.

However, he did not answer the phone immediately.

After all, he sat relatively far forward, and on the podium, the foreign teacher, Miss Isabella Brown, was lecturing. It's not polite to answer the phone right under the teacher's nose.

As soon as Zheng Zhefan's mind moved, his spirit body took his mobile phone and came to the space of Shanheding.

He immediately put his phone to his ear: "Mr. Donglai, don't come to harm!"

"Haha, good morning, Mr. Zheng, I don't know if I have disturbed you? If I am not in a hurry, I dare not take the liberty to call you. Qin Donglai said respectfully.

"It's okay, you say. Zheng Zhefan said.

"That's right, I have a brother who has a world friend, his father has suffered from the sequelae of a stroke, and has been sick in bed for more than a year. I would like to ask you to help my brother, and I beg you to be merciful and lend a helping hand, I don't know if I can. Mr. Cheng would be grateful if he could say yes. Qin Donglai said with a smile.

Zheng Zhefan nodded and said: "Speaking of which, I also have a relationship with Brother Donglai, since you have made a request, how can I not agree?"

When Qin Donglai heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.

He thought it would take a lot of trouble, but he didn't expect that Zheng Zhefan would agree so easily.

"Thank you so much, sir, I wonder where you are now? I want someone to come and fetch you. Qin Dong said.

"You asked people to wait for me at the gate of Yuzhou University at 12:1 p.m. Zheng Zhefan explained.

"That's good, that's good!" Qin Donglai said respectfully.

"Let's leave it at that, I'm still in class. Zheng Zhefan said.

"Then don't bother Mr. Zheng. ”

After hanging up the phone, Qin Donglai turned his head to Pan Zhenglong and said, "Brother Zhenglong, Mr. Zheng has already agreed, I will personally go to Yuzhou University to pick him up later." ”