"Sir, this is the photo you wanted, a thousand yuan that you said, there are too many scammers these days, give me the money first and then give you the photos I took, absolutely professional, to ensure that the other party is not aware of it."

Daqin is a professional street photographer, not long ago just finished the street photography with average salary, he never thought that he would meet a gold owner, just use his mobile phone to quietly take a few photos of the person who eats with the gold owner, you can get a thousand yuan reward.

This kind of good thing that can earn a thousand yuan is naturally very happy.

"You're good!"

Luo Zheng only said four words, and paid the money happily, although he was angry just now, he also paid attention to his surroundings from time to time, and he didn't realize that he was photographed, until a few seconds ago, he still wondered if this person named Daqin was unreliable?

And now, he was a little impressed, and after getting the photo of the eagle-faced man, he sent a photo to Jiang Yuehan, and asked Jiang Yuehan about the eagle-faced man through his mobile phone.

There is no reason for no one to know his whereabouts with such accurate information, and at the moment he doesn't believe anyone except Jiang Yuehan, but he didn't say anything about the soft muscles, he was worried that if he said this, Jiang Yuehan would act in an extreme way in anger, thus killing Luo Yushu, who he called his sister.

Luo Zheng is very confident, the mobile phone does not leave his hand 24 hours a day, with Jiang Yuehan's character, it is impossible for someone to move his mobile phone, even if the eagle-faced man has his hands and eyes, it is impossible to inquire about his mobile phone chat with Jiang Yuehan.

Jiang Yuehan, who was still trying to find his lost jade pendant, was a little shocked after receiving Luo Zheng's WeChat message, before the cold poison attack could not beat the eagle-faced man, and now the cold poison on his body has been temporarily worry-free, and his cultivation has broken through to reach the sixth level of the most critical qi training and quenching body, and he is full of confidence that he can beat the eagle-faced man who chased her last time.

's absolute strength, so Jiang Yuehan didn't care too much about it, and the news when he saw Luo Zheng was: "This person wants to use me against you, is it your enemy?" ”

After a little contemplation, he typed in a reply message: "I don't know what his name is, I just remember that his son molested me and wanted to do wrong to me, and in a fit of anger I killed his son, but he chased me desperately, if it wasn't for my cold poison attack and killed him...... He's getting you in trouble? ”

After seeing Jiang Yuehan's reply, Luo Zheng secretly congratulated himself that he was only beaten by this woman at that time, instead of being killed directly, and after thinking about it, he hurriedly replied: "No, it's just promising me benefits!" An idiot, how could I use my own bad brains against my own woman, even if I gave it to the whole world. ”

Seeing the reply to this message, Jiang Yuehan's eyebrows trembled, and he thought angrily in his heart: Luo Zheng, this bastard, who is your woman, I am so angry, I just don't go to the house for three days, see how I clean you up when I go back.

Thinking like this in his heart, the reply to Luo Zheng's message was: "Do you want me to kill him?" ”

So cruel...... However, Luo Zheng, who couldn't help but get excited all of a sudden, hurriedly asked, "Do you know the address of this eagle-faced man?" ”

I don't know, but the next time I see him, I'll let me know and kill him.

Jiang Yuehan's answer disappointed Luo Zheng, now he didn't even know where the eagle-faced man was, and the words became meaningless due to time constraints, so he could only reply and ask again: "The news is not clear at all?" ”

Jiang Yuehan replied: "I seem to remember the young man who was killed by me, and the son of this eagle-faced man is called Zhang Cheng, a little minion who can be pinched to death at will and doesn't care too much." ”

Zhang Cheng?

Luo Zheng, who was muttering in his heart, replied: "Okay, remember to come back for dinner in the evening." ”

After chatting with Jiang Yuehan, he didn't get much information, Luo Zheng thought about it, and no one dared to promise not to leak the news, so that his sister Luo Yushu would fall into a crisis or even life and death, and who had the ability to help him investigate, Luo Zheng subconsciously thought of Zhao Guangliang, who was a private detective.

So he sent a message to Zhao Guangliang, directly stating what happened in Waterfront Park today, informing Zhao Guangliang that the deceased was his relative, if he still wanted to be a man in his life, and if he still wanted the Zhao family to have no grandchildren, he followed his instructions to secretly investigate Jiang Yuehan's Zhang Cheng, and sent the photo of the eagle-faced man to Zhao Guangliang.

For the Zhou family, Luo Zheng didn't believe in Zhou Zhangwen at all.

At this time, Zhao Guangliang was having lunch with Zhou Zhangwen's sister Zhou Zixuan, and couldn't wait to share the joy that he was about to regain his confidence in a man, and he didn't care about the phone at all.

After not seeing Zhao Guangliang reply for more than ten minutes, Luo Zheng, who was becoming more and more uneasy, called Zhao Guangliang, so frightened that Zhao Guangliang hurriedly apologized sincerely to Luo Zheng, and promised to do his best to do what Luo Zheng ordered.

Make sure that Zhao Guangliang has no problem here, Luo Zheng can only hope that this Zhao Guangliang can bring him good news, the hospital still has to go, the school learned about his Aunt Luo, and has given Luo Zheng a long vacation, just told him to remember to read more books when he is free, don't fall behind his grades.

……

Just when Luo Zheng went to the hospital to persuade Uncle Luo not to be anxious and recuperate in the hospital, and he followed up on the affairs of Aunt Luo and Luo Yushu, the eagle-faced man was full of confidence that Luo Zheng would definitely do it, and he would definitely take Jiang Yuehan to his son to kill the blood sacrifice, fulfill his son's last wish, and bury Jiang Yuehan and his son's bones together.

Far away in the capital, Song Yizhen, who took a plane overnight, came for Luo Zheng in order to make up for his mistakes, and after a short rest, he appeared in a courtyard mansion that was old and somewhat similar to the late Qing Dynasty style building.

In the fifth ring of every inch of land, a building covering an area of more than 3,000 square meters, it can be imagined that the identity of its owner is noble, in the eyes of ordinary people, Song Yizhen is a very great national medicine holy hand, you have to stutter, but there are not many Chinese medicine holy hands like Song Yizhen, but it will not be too little, there are still more than a dozen in the whole of China.

Of course, there are far more than a dozen people who have cultivated the Yellow Emperor's internal scriptures, but there are not many who are worthy of the holy hand of national medicine, and even fewer are medical saints who have their own titles.

After stepping into this building full of ancient charm, Song Yizhen was greeted by a man in his fifties wearing a Mao suit and a noble temperament, but this man with an ancient Chinese aristocratic temperament was just a housekeeper of this building.

"Steward Yu, is the old man here?" Song Yizhen opened his mouth with a bit of politeness, seeing that the person in front of him was not a subordinate, but an equal friend.

"The old man is in the ward, he just ate and has a good appetite." Steward Yu smiled slightly: "Doctor Song is so anxious to come all the way to the capital, is the matter very urgent?" ”

Song Yizhen nodded, and Steward Yu hurriedly led the way: "Come with me." ”

In this special building, a special ward, several medical staff, carefully looking after a patient, from the patient's form is a woman, in a coma, looking very thin, wrapped in medical white, the room is full of flowers that smell of flowers, and a lot of perfume is sprayed.

An old man who looked to be in his seventies stood by, his expression full of worry.

"Lao Wang, how is the situation? Has it gotten a little better? ”

"I can only try my best to maintain it, if I can't find an elixir that can revive the dead cells, I'm afraid that this girl in your family won't be able to last even half a year." The doctor sighed softly, "Prepare for the worst." ”

When the words fell, the door of this special ward was pushed open, and Steward Yu walked in front of Song Yizhen and behind, and when he saw the patient lying on the hospital bed, Song Yizhen's eyes showed a trace of pity.

The body is weakened and necrotic, a little bit erosive, barely relying on medicine and the Grandmaster Zhenyuan, who is concentrating on the pill, barely maintaining his life, waiting in pain for the so-called rare elixir, like the tears of the sea god, which only exists in records and has never been seen in the past hundred years.

"Doctor Song, you came to the capital in such a hurry, I don't know why, let's say, our Tang family will definitely do our best to do what we can."

The old man in the ward spoke, he owed Song Yizhen a favor when he was young, and he had not seen Song Yizhen come to the capital from Jiangzhou in such a hurry to see him for decades, so he would speak so bluntly.

"I want to ask your Tang family to save someone, the young talent of the Lingnan Xu family who has claimed to be dead for three years."

Song Yizhen's words made Tang Lianhui, who was in his seventies, frown, he didn't know who the young talent in Song Yizhen's mouth was, but since ancient times, it has been difficult for Qing officials to cut off family affairs, although the Lingnan Xu family is not as good as their Tang family, but their Tang family cannot meddle in the affairs of the Xu family for no reason.

Unless there is a necessary reason.

Song Yizhen also knew this, and he had already thought about it, and spoke: "He has a deep contradiction with the Xu family, the young man has amazing medical skills, even I am helpless Jiangzhou Zhou Weiguo, and his quasi-son-in-law's hidden illness, when I meet him, I have become completely sure of healing." It is not humiliating to have such a nineteen-year-old young man as the future son-in-law of your Tang family. ”

Song Yizhen didn't count on Tang Lianhui's own granddaughter, after all, his only granddaughter was lying on the hospital bed and suffering from illness, but ordinary people have three aunts and six mothers-in-law, granddaughters, nieces and nephews, and Tang Lianhui is naturally no exception.

Glancing at the poor girl on the hospital bed, Song Yizhen couldn't help but add: "Maybe you can let him take a look, maybe he can improve his condition." ”

Tang Lianhui, who had heard of Zhou Weiguo, was not too excited about Song Yizhen's words, in his opinion, no matter how amazing a nineteen-year-old young man's medical skills are, how can he compare to those national doctors he has seen, as well as the medical saints with unique titles.

Maybe Song Yizhen is exaggerating a little in order to promote this matter, but of course it will not be made out of nothing. If he is really a young talent, plus he owes Song a favor, he is worthy of the descendants of their Tang family.

"Bring him to the capital to meet him in person."

Tang Lianhui's blandness made Song Yizhen can't help but be happy in his heart, Tang Lianhui's failure to refuse means that there is a lot of hope, as long as he tells Luo Zheng a few more words, don't make mistakes, this thing can be done nine times out of ten.

"Okay, I'll call him now."

Song Yizhen impatiently walked out of the ward door and called Luo Zheng, but he didn't know what this call would bring to Luo Zheng, he only knew that this was for Luo Zheng's good, and the only way to make the Xu family scruple and stop killing.