"Haha, it looks like it's good...... God bless the master...... Haha...... "He Zhiming danced happily.

The doctor looked at him in confusion.

For the sake of insurance, He Zhiming went to a few more hospitals, and the answers from the hospitals were all the same.

He Zhiming danced happily at the door of every hospital.

Coming out of the fourth hospital, He Zhiming finally completely relieved.

"Hey! Old man, I'm cured, I'll go back to see you. He Zhiming dialed his father's phone and said with a smile.

"Stinky boy, do you still know how to contact your family?! Come back quickly, I have arranged a doctor in country M for you, and I will definitely cure you. There was a hearty roar coming from the microphone.

"Old man, behind your ears, I said that my illness was cured." He Zhiming said loudly.

"What? Cured? How can it be? The voice in the microphone was full of disbelief.

"What is it called, how is it possible? Aren't you happy? He Zhiming was dissatisfied in his tone, but he had a big smile on his face.

"What the hell is going on? How did your illness suddenly get better? The voice in the microphone was full of doubt.

"That's the ......," He Zhiming told his father about the matter.

"A pill for all diseases? Monkey business! Do you dare to take this medicine?! Hurry back and I'll have the specialist give you a detailed examination. The voice in the microphone was furious.

"Okay, I got it." He Zhiming touched his nose and didn't say anything more.

……

A day later, the imperial capital, Ho's Hospital.

"Huh?! Impossible?! An old man in a white coat looked at the screen with a look of disbelief.

He Zhiming lay on the bed and looked at the old man expectantly.

"How's it going, isn't it serious again?" An old man in a suit asked nervously.

"No, Mr. He, Young Master He didn't find any cancer cells in his liver." The old man in the white coat said with a hint of surprise.

"I'll just say I'm cured, haha......" He Zhiming laughed happily.

"Old Qian, take a closer look and see if it's really good." The old man in a suit and leather shoes, He Xian'an, said with a worried face.

"It's really cancer-free." The old man in the white coat - Qian Lao approached the display screen, looked at it carefully, and then said.

"Is there something wrong with the machine?" He Xian'an wondered.

"Dad, what do you mean? Isn't it better if I'm okay, you can't hope I'm better?! He Zhiming protested "wow" on the side.

"There is no problem with the machine, Young Master He is indeed cured. Did Young Master He go somewhere for treatment? Qian Lao looked at He Zhiming and asked curiously.

"You may not believe it, but I just auctioned a pill at the auction, and I will be fine after taking it." He Zhiming's face was "I don't believe it either".

"So? Have you asked who developed this pill? Qian Lao looked forward to it.

"No, I didn't believe it at the time, but later, after knowing that I was better, I was called back by my father." He Zhiming shook his head.

"Then you take me to the person in charge of the auction, and I'll ask him personally." Qian Lao said hurriedly.

"Okay, when are we leaving?" He Zhiming nodded.

"Let's go now." Qian Lao's face was eager.

……

Jinyang City, Ye House.

"Doctor Gu, the buyer who took away the Resurrection Pill last time brought an old man, saying that he wanted to see you." Zheng Biao called and asked cautiously.