"Mr. Divine Doctor, Mr. Divine Doctor......"

After chasing two steps, Jon stood in front of Li Zhiqiu again, and handed over a business card with both hands: "Mr. Divine Doctor, if you can help treat our president, money and all requirements, you can do it." ”

"Mr. Jon, your Chinese still needs to be improved."

Reaching out to take the business card, Li Zhiqiu smiled and patted the other party's shoulder, but Jon, who is an American, is different from the height of the Chinese, which makes him a little discordant when he is above 175 tall. According to the broad and profound meaning of Chinese, Li Zhiqiu does not think that the other party can fulfill his promise, for him, money is just something outside his body.

"Mr. Divine Doctor, this ......"

Hearing Li Zhiqiu's words, Jon felt a little inexplicable, and when he wanted to say something more, he found that the divine doctor was walking forward again, and hurriedly ran forward.

"Zhiqiu, that foreigner has caught up again."

Following Li Zhiqiu's side, Liu Wei turned his head to look at the persevering foreign man, and couldn't help but say.

"Mr. Jon, what else is the matter with you?"

Turning to Jon and asking, Li Zhiqiu was really afraid that the other party would keep following him like this, and the interest in playing would be completely destroyed, and the Americans' stubbornness in this regard is really respectful and scary.

"Mr. Divine Doctor, you... Can give... I'm a couplet... Contact... way? ”

Panting and saying a difficult word, Jon discovered his serious lack of Chinese and made up his mind to work hard to make up for it. But the most important thing for him now is to get the contact information of the miracle doctor, which is the most important thing.

In fact, Jon has no choice, as the assistant to the president of the Sorov Foundation, the president he serves, Will . Sorov was seriously ill and healed two whole ones, and doctors and specialists throughout the United States were helpless and had to try their luck in the mysterious country of the Republic.

It has been more than half a month since he came to the Republic, and under the treatment of miraculous Chinese medicine, Will. Although Sorov's illness has been temporarily curbed, the mysterious Chinese medicine still has no complete cure in the face of the disease.

Early this morning, Will, who was lying in a hospital bed. On a whim, Sorov wanted to come and see the Great Wall, a world wonder, and no matter how much they tried to dissuade him, even his granddaughter Krill couldn't change his decision.

Not long after climbing the Great Wall, Jon, who had to deal with some things, was ready to go back to deal with it first, but he saw the scene of Li Zhiqiu saving people, as if he saw a sacred door to treat the president. In line with the principle of preferring to make mistakes rather than letting go, Jon was desperate to get Li Zhiqiu's contact information, which may be their president's last chance.

"Do you have a pen?"

Looking at Jon with a worried face, Li Zhiqiu's heart moved, and he asked casually.

"Pen? Yes, yes, yes. ”

He quickly took out a fountain pen from his handbag, and Jon held it in both hands and handed it to the other party, and then took out a notebook.

"Well, I hope the Great Wall will leave a good memory for Mr. Jon."

Writing his name and mobile phone number in the notebook, Li Zhiqiu smiled at Jon, turned around and walked forward with Liu Wei. Leaving his contact information, one is to be touched by Jon's protector's heart, and the other is because this Sorov group is one of the few pro-republic groups in the American consortium. Sorov died so early that the huge Sorov clique fell apart. Now that he has met it, Li Zhiqiu feels that he can help or help, after all, he is still a republican.

Looking at the back of Li Zhiqiu leaving, and then looking at the phone number recorded in the notebook in his hand, Jon shook his right hand vigorously.

Raising his left watch to look at it, Jon, who remembered something, made a phone call and walked back quickly.

"Zhiqiu, can you cure the president's illness?"

As soon as the foreigner left, Liu Wei, who had calmed down, asked the boy curiously.

"I don't know."

In his previous life, he only knew Will. Sorov's death caused a vast empire of money to fall apart after years of shaky persistence, but Li Zhiqiu did not know what disease the other party was suffering from. At that time, he was not in the accident world at all, not to mention that he only had a little spiritual power in his previous life, even if he knew, it would be useless.

"Then how did you promise him?"

Listening to the boy's answer, Liu Wei looked at Li Zhiqiu with a stunned face, that is an international friend, and the other party knows that it is not a trivial matter to be fooled.

"Did I say yes?"

"This..."

After Li Zhiqiu said this, Liu Wei remembered that Li Zhiqiu had never promised the other party anything from beginning to end, but he was still a little worried: "Then why did you give him back his phone number?" ”

"I just wanted to try my luck and see if I was lucky enough to know the man's condition. As a republican, you must always have a bearing, not to mention that you have really cured that person, and the Americans will not be stingy if you think about it. ”

Regarding this, Li Zhiqiu had already thought about it, but what he said was also half-truthful. With spiritual power, Li Zhiqiu knew that most of the patients in this world were paper tigers in front of him, and he really couldn't cure Will. Sorov, he has nothing to lose. According to the original historical trajectory, the other party was about to pass away, and he gave the other party a chance.

Seeing that Li Zhiqiu said this, Liu Wei didn't dwell on this issue anymore, but cared about another matter: "Zhiqiu, who did you learn this medical skill from?" ”

"When I was a kid, I learned from a You Fanglang."

"You Fang Langzhong?"

"Yes, when you passed through our village, you collapsed from exhaustion at our doorstep. I saw that he was pitiful, so I gave him something to eat, but the You Fang Langzhong saw that I had a good character, so he gave me a medical book, and I learned some medical books. ”

"So that's the case, it's really a good person with a good reward."

After listening to Li Zhiqiu's explanation, Liu Wei nodded without doubt.

“……”

"Zhiqiu, is it that You Fang Langzhong left without leaving any name after giving you the medical book. You read a medical book casually and learn the magic of medicine. ”

Seeing Liu Wei's confused appearance, Yang Min, who was walking aside, couldn't stand it anymore, and interjected.

"Teacher Yang, how do you know?"

Hearing Yang Min's words, Li Zhiqiu pretended to be surprised and asked.

"That's what it says in those novels."

Spreading his hands, Yang Min said with a smile.

"Okay, Zhiqiu, it turns out that you lied to me. Don't run..."

Yang Min said so, and Liu Wei, who came back to her senses, didn't know that Li Zhiqiu's words just now were perfunctory to her, and she was so angry that she pinched the boy.

"Headmaster, I didn't lie to you, I just told you a story."

just made up a popular story casually, Li Zhiqiu didn't expect the beautiful principal to believe it, with this IQ, it is estimated that he was sold and helped people for money.

"That's it, I'll let you."

Liu Wei, who felt a big loss of face, would not let go of the boy easily, and even pinched a few times to relieve her hatred.

"Jon, looks like you're going to get some exercise."

Meet Jon, who is sweating profusely, and Will who is in a wheelchair. Sorov teased, a good state of mind does not show that he is a dying person at all, but the pale face and dry skin explain the unchanging facts.

"I also want to go for a morning run with the president."

said with a smile, looking at the terminally ill president, Jon, who was burdened with the grace of knowing the encounter, almost couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes.

"Hahaha, I wish there was that day."

For his own body, Will. Sorov didn't have any frustration, he had been ill for many years, he had long seen life and death, but he couldn't let go of his granddaughter and life's achievements.

"Grandpa, let's go back early."

Pulling the blanket on Grandpa's lap and pushing the cart Cleelle. Sorov persuaded softly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Okay."

Pat her granddaughter's hand, and don't want her granddaughter to worry about Will. Sorov nodded in agreement.

Back at the PLA General Hospital, I finally had the opportunity to talk to Claret. Jon, who was alone with Sorov, reported on his encounter with Li Zhiqiu today.

"Jon, why didn't you report such an important matter until now?"

Suddenly, I heard that there was a miracle doctor, Cleelle. Sorov still couldn't contain the excitement in his heart, and asked angrily. Although she has been accompanying her grandfather to the Republic for more than half a month, and the so-called miracle doctors have seen a lot, and there is nothing she can do about her grandfather's illness. Sorov didn't want to give up any hope, no matter how slim.

"Miss, I'm afraid that the president will be disappointed again, so I will report to you alone."

Knowing his boss's condition, Jon didn't want to cause the boss's ups and downs anymore, and if something went wrong, he couldn't take responsibility.

"I'm sorry, well, then we'll go and get the miracle doctor now."

After listening to Jon's explanation, Krill also calmed down, she knew that this assistant to the president was loyal to her grandfather, just because she was too excited.

"Miss, please wait."

Seeing that Claire was so eager, Jon hurriedly stopped her. If he hadn't miscalculated, the Divine Doctor might still be playing on the Great Wall, not to mention that he couldn't find the other party in the vast sea of people, it would have disturbed the other party's interest in playing, and if the Divine Doctor didn't treat their president, it would be worth the loss.

"What else?"

Glancing at Jon suspiciously, Claret was not angry. Thinking of her grandfather lying on the sickbed, Clere longed to pull the miracle doctor in front of her to treat her grandfather immediately.

"Miss, the miracle doctor of this republic ......"

"In that case, I'll personally go and ask for the miracle doctor that night."

"Yes."

After a while, Jon finally dispelled Clarie's desire to pull the doctor over immediately, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he knew something strange about the temper of some strange people.

After playing on the Great Wall for most of the day, Li Zhiqiu and others, who had a full-time driver, first went to eat authentic Beijing roast duck, and then went to the Forbidden City to play.

When he returned to the hotel, it was already half past six in the evening, and Li Zhiqiu, who had just walked into the hotel lobby, saw several foreigners greet him. One of them is Jon, who has a relationship with Bai Yuli, and the leader is a blonde and blue-eyed exotic beauty.

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