Ding Dong —

The elevator arrival prompt sounded on the tenth floor of the Brilliant Hotel.

After Zhang followed Mr. Yang to this floor, he took Xiao Zhi out of the elevator, turned his head to look at Mr. Yang and said, "Mr. Yang, there is something to say now."

Along the way, Mr. Yang only talked about trivial matters, not business, and didn't tell Zhang Ze anything, and Zhang Ze was also curious all the way.

"Mr. Zhang.." It's just that Mr. Yang straightened his face, and after glancing at Xiao Zhi, he stopped talking.

"This is my friend, someone from the guild." After Zhang introduced Xiao Zhi, he motioned to Mr. Yang to say yes.

"I'm sorry, Miss Zhi."

When Mr. Yang heard Zhang Ze's words, he first smiled apologetically at Xiao Zhi, and then said his own things while leading the way.

"Mr. Zhang, that's right, there is a guest in my hotel, and he is also a friend of mine. But he seems to have a physical problem these days, and he often likes to lose his temper."

What Mr. Yang said happened a week ago on the night.

At that time, a friend of his, because of the sudden chills in the middle of the night, suspected of "cold" symptoms. I called my driver and drove to stay in Mr. Yang's hotel, just for the convenience of seeing a doctor in the city center the next day.

There are two big hospitals in the city center, both of which are among the few in Lin City, and the treatment of colds is a minor problem.

Originally, this was nothing, but his friend was going to check up in the hospital the next morning, take a bottle and drip and take some medicine, and then go home to do his factory chores.

However, the next day, the doctors at the hospital found a big problem.

"You're obviously healthy, how can you catch a cold?" After the doctor checked Mr. Yang's friend's body, he found that everything was normal and there was no problem.

If it weren't for Mr. Yang's friend who was covered in cold sweat and wore a sweater in the early autumn season, the doctors would have thought that this person was not here to find trouble.

But in fact, Mr. Yang's friend is indeed "not lightly ill", and he shuddered when he spoke.

"Doctor. I'm so cold.." His lips trembled up and down as he spoke, as if he were standing in a snowdrift in a short sleeve in winter.

"Is there anything you can't check out?" When the doctors saw it, they took him to take a film and called several attending doctors from the hospital.

After a day's instrument examination, after using all the methods of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, these doctors still found that Mr. Yang's friend had nothing to do except for "cold inside the body" and "his physique seemed to be relatively weak", and all the physical data were normal.

"Why don't you drink some Chinese medicine that replenishes qi and blood?" After the doctors couldn't find it, they chose to prescribe the right medicine and replenish the body's vitality first.

But a few days have passed, Mr. Yang's friend's body has not only not improved, but has become more and more serious, and he has put on a small padded jacket in the constant temperature of the hospital.

"Could it be that there is some evil wind?" After an old Chinese medicine doctor checked Mr. Yang's friend again on this day, he frowned and thought about it, then smiled and shook his head, feeling that as a doctor, how could he believe in ghosts and gods.

"Evil wind.." But after Mr. Yang's friend heard these remarks, he left a heart and felt that he seemed to have really fallen for something bad.

Otherwise, how can you explain that you are in good health, but you can't check your condition.

Therefore, although the old Chinese medicine doctor has no intention of speaking, Mr. Yang's friend is the listener.

After he saw that the doctors couldn't do anything, he put his mind down under the persuasion of the doctors, and was discharged from the hospital on the fifth day, and went back to Mr. Yang's hotel for a temporary stay, not choosing to go home, for fear that there would be something unclean at home, which would aggravate his condition.

But he didn't do nothing, either.

When he was staying in the hotel, he also found a "master of Taoism" through his own connections, and wanted this master to go to his home to "catch ghosts".

This arrest was for three whole days, and the class reunion on this day when Zhang Ze was caught did not produce any results.

It is worth mentioning that the master's salary is fifty thousand per day.

Maybe this master really met a powerful ghost and was fighting, maybe it was for the 50,000 daily salary.

Until tonight, the master did not reply, but just asked Mr. Yang's friends to wait and wait.

So much so that now his lips are frozen and blue, and Mr. Yang's friends, who are wrapped in cotton quilts in the hotel every day, feel that they have "little time", a little unbearable, and the pain in their hearts is unspeakable.

It's no wonder that his temper is getting worse and worse.

And when it comes to such a thing, Mr. Yang is also very helpless.

After all, his hotel has just opened, not to mention, the guest staying in his hotel is also his friend, and he definitely can't choose to call the police or anything like that.

let a friend be hospitalized, and his friend lost his temper, and Mr. Yang didn't know how to solve it.

"President Zhang, I can't help it." Mr. Yang also went to the doctor when he was sick, and he felt that in addition to a divine chef in the guild of this "President Zhang", there might really be a divine doctor.

To make it clear, Mr. Yang still felt that his friend was suffering from some symptoms that could not be detected, rather than being caught in an evil wind.

"Since President Zhang has a god chef, it is difficult to guarantee that there is a private doctor." Especially after Mr. Yang saw that Zhang Ze looked ordinary, dressed ordinarily, and even lived in an ordinary rental house, he felt that Zhang Ze was more ordinary, and the more unusual he looked.

"How can ordinary people have such a beautiful girlfriend.." Mr. Yang thought in his heart, and after glancing at Xiao Zhi, he stopped his steps and waited for Zhang Ze to answer whether he agreed to take a look at his friend with him.

It can also be seen from his actions that he still respects other people's decisions.

But what is more important is that after Liao Jie learned about this matter, he also told Mr. Yang today that his president should have a way to solve it.

But whether it can be done or not, no one knows.

It is impossible for Mr. Yang to trouble "Mr. Zhang" who is not familiar with this "can or cannot be done", right?

As a result, Mr. Yang did not notify Zhang Ze today.

But it's a coincidence.

Zhang attended a class reunion today, and when he came to the hotel, he was seen by a lobby manager who had seen him.

Then, through a phone call from the lobby manager, Mr. Yang also knew that Zhang was going to a class reunion.

"Originally, I was going to wait for another two days, and then I will inform you after that 'ghost catching master' is really not good, to see if there are any 'masters' in your guild who are studying medicine.." When Mr. Yang talked about catching ghost masters, he was a little embarrassed, afraid that Zhang Ze would look down on them and think that they were a little superstitious about ghosts and gods.

But Zhang Ze's side is a real "ghost thing", so after Zhang Ze heard Mr. Yang's words, he didn't look down on it. On the contrary, he became more curious about what Mr. Yang said.