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After Princess Banren and the three left, Zhuo Jun turned around and saw the girl sitting in the carriage for the first time.

His eyelids couldn't help jumping slightly, and the girl in front of him, who was wearing a knight's uniform, was neutral, handsome, thin and calm, giving him an indescribable strange feeling, and this strange feeling made his stomach full of jokes choked on his lips.

"Thank you."

The girl lowered her head, put on the black knight's hat again, did not raise her eyes to look at him, and after speaking lightly, she slammed the door shut. The black single-sided glass resolutely cut off Zhuo Jun's sight, as if he was actually the bad guy who was ready to rob the female overlord of the people, and the one who was beaten away by him just now was a good man who bravely drew a sword to help.

Aunt Hua picked up the military thorn, walked in front of Zhuo Jun, thanked him seriously, and then walked into the driver's seat, started the car, and crossed the Maqi Bridge directly, heading towards the inner city.

Zhuo Jun was stupid in place, completely unable to understand what the situation was, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, could it be that this cool girl is actually a brainless fan of Gou, knowing that I am not Gou, and seeing me using the name of her idol to swagger and provoke strong enemies, I feel angry?

Shaking his head, he walked over with a little depression, put his shoes on again, looked at the car that crossed the Maqi Bridge and gradually disappeared in the dark night, and was stunned for a while, after all, he still did not make up his mind to break the vows, stepped on the Maqi Bridge, and simply turned his head back.

In the compartment of the lengthened Lincoln, as soon as the car drove out, Zhuo Shuihan's indifferent calmness disappeared in an instant, and he kept turning his head to look at the figure behind him who was getting farther and farther away, if it weren't for the two silver needles that were forcibly pierced in the left and right legs, with a piercing sharp pain, reminding her at all times that she must be calm, she would have gotten out of the car and ran back towards Zhuo Jun.

Finally, Zhuo Jun's figure completely disappeared into the darkness, Zhuo Shuihan sat on the sofa as if he had been drained of strength, his face was pale, and his eyes were complicated and tangled staring at the photo that belonged to Zhuo Jun on the table, unable to tell whether he was happy or afraid, and muttered to himself:

“…… Isn't it good to stay in Zhongzhou alone, why did you suddenly run to Yanjing......"

Zhuo Jun returned to his residence and found that Ah Que was really not there, knowing that he must not have done anything good, he was about to make a phone call to harass him, but the phone rang first, and when he picked it up, it was Huo Zemin, and he couldn't help frowning, there was nothing important, Huo Zemin would never call him at more than two o'clock in the morning.

"Hey. Zemin. ”

“…… Uncle, I'm sorry, calling you at this time will affect your rest......" On the phone, Huo Zemin's voice was a little low.

"What's the matter, you say?"

"It's nothing, I'm not happy, I just want to talk to you. …… Secretary Sima has fallen ill, and now the situation is not optimistic......"

"Secretary Sima?" Zhuo Jun frowned slightly, he vaguely remembered that the secretary of the municipal party committee of Zhongzhou City was called Ma Han, and not to mention that Ma Han was sick, even if Ma Han hung up, Huo Zemin would never call him in the middle of the night.

"It is the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee recommended by Mr. Yu Gang Yu some time ago. I came with Mr. and Mrs. Yu, and now I have just arrived in Yanjing, and Mr. and Mrs. Yu are now ......visiting in the ward," Huo Zemin explained.

As soon as Huo Zemin said this, Zhuo Jun immediately remembered, it was the cousin standing behind Yu Gang, the top five powerful people in the Zhongzhou Provincial Party Committee, some time ago after Yu Jiawei's poisoning incident, Huo Zemin was blessed by misfortune, and he had just contacted this strong leader who was said to be in his right year, and that person was said to have a lot of appreciation for Huo Zemin, and his career can be described as a great one.

"Objectively speaking, what kind of official is it?" Of course, Zhuo Jun knew the importance of this Secretary Sima's health to Huo Zemin, and he was Yu Gang's cousin, so after thinking about it, he asked.

On the other side of the phone, Huo Zemin seemed to be a little confused, so he groaned a little before he said, "...... Uncle, this Secretary Sima is a soldier, a combat hero in the early years of self-defense and counterattack, except for a little strong and domineering at some times, he is generally a very good official, he is principled and practical, and cares about the lives of ordinary people......

Seeing Huo Zemin say this, Zhuo Jun already had a decision in his heart, so he continued after a pause: "Got it, how is his condition now?" ”

"Well, it's not very clear. However, listening to the tone revealed by Mr. Yu, Secretary Sima seems to need a heart transplant this time......" Huo Zemin's voice was a little low, heart transplantation is known as the ultimate heart surgery, if this is the case, it means that the heart disease has been extremely serious, he really can't imagine that in addition to surgery, there is any medical skill in this world that can be miraculous enough to treat even such a serious disease.

Therefore, he made this call, not to ask Zhuo Jun for help, but just to treat Zhuo Jun as an elder, after suddenly hearing the bad news just now, he had nowhere to vent his depressed and depressed feelings, so he wanted to find someone who could be trusted and not in the officialdom to talk to and relieve himself.

It turned out to be a heart attack, Zhuo Jun was a little sure in his heart, and asked again: "Where is Secretary Sima now?" ”

Huo Zemin on the other end finally heard the meaning of Zhuo Jun's words this time, and in excitement, his hand shook, almost letting the phone fall to the ground, and asked in a trembling voice, "...... Uncle, can you cure this disease? But is this a heart attack that is serious enough to require a heart transplant? ”

"If you say it, you can say it, what does your mother-in-law do." Zhuo Jun was a little crying and laughing, and reprimanded.

"Uncle, you want to help me understand, but ...... Secretary Sima is the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee, not an ordinary person, such a serious illness, if you say something that shouldn't be said, if there is a ...... I can't hurt you, uncle! Huo Zemin thought about it, but still said the truth.

Of course, Zhuo Jun can understand the meaning of Huo Zemin's words, this is the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee of a large agricultural province with a population of 70 million, if he is unexpectedly treated by a barefoot doctor who has no medical qualification certificate, no medical license, and nothing, Zhuo Jun will definitely not be able to eat and walk around, and the Huo family will inevitably be implicated.

However, Zhuo Jun is full of confidence in this, in addition to the sect inheritance of a pedantic celestial, he also has a special ability of brain imaging, not afraid of any local diseases, and has abundant inner Dan qi, the law is through the five elements, although he does not dare to say that he can cure all diseases, heal white bones, and live dead, but for any illness can be alleviated, this is absolutely no problem.

"Don't worry, it's not as serious as Zemin said, Secretary Sima's illness, although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but as long as it's sure it's a heart problem, I think it's still eight points certain, and it's the worst, and it can also play an obvious alleviating role." Zhuo Jun said unhurriedly.

Hearing Zhuo Jun say this, even though he already knew the magic of his uncle, Huo Zemin couldn't help but take a sharp breath of cold air, and suddenly his mouth was a little dry, even a heart patient who was serious enough to undergo transplant surgery dared to say that he was eight points sure of a cure, and he still had a very modest tone, this, isn't this a god?

After a while, he reacted and said eagerly: "Uncle, you rest first, I will send a driver to pick you up early tomorrow morning......

"Don't bother, I'm in Yanjing right now. Tell me which hospital and I'll go there myself tomorrow. ”

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