In order to comfort Zhang Shouqing, Chen Qingfeng, Zhang Zichen and a few others spent a whole morning, which temporarily calmed Zhang Shouqing's anger. However, Zhang Shouqing also took the opportunity to put forward conditions, this time the profit will be divided between him and Chen Qingfeng, although Zhang Shouqing does not love money, but it is not a matter of having more money, everyone likes money.

On the contrary, it is much easier to comfort Sun Daming, Sun Desheng has won a few times how bad the master is, sorry Daming and other words, the honest Sun Daming is as if nothing happened.

After lunch, everyone decided to go to the hospital and lift the spell on the seventeen migrant workers who had been spelled by Midorihime.

Because Lu Ji's appearance was so outstanding, she almost took a group of followers to the Nanchang People's Hospital in Nanchang City as if she was leading a patrol.

Nanchang People's Hospital, located at No. 199 Xiangyang Road, Liantang Town, was founded in 1949 and is the only comprehensive second-class hospital in Nanchang County integrating medical treatment, first aid, health care, teaching, scientific research and rehabilitation.

Qian Jingde is not stingy with this, and treats these injured migrant workers well, since the migrant workers have been injured for more than two months, they have been living in the hospital for rehabilitation.

The cursed seventeen migrant workers are on the eighth floor of the inpatient department, with an average of four or five people in a room, and they have been observed by the hospital for a long time, and have been identified by the hospital as cerebral idiots and vegetative people, and the chances of wanting to be treated are very high.

However, the families of these migrant workers have been making noise and refused to give up, so Qian Jingde compromised and continued to arrange for these patients to be hospitalized.

Under the leadership of Qian Jingde, Zhang Zichen and his party came to the eighth floor of the inpatient department.

In room 807, there are five patients, four of whom are vegetative people lying on the bed, and one is a brain idiot.

There were several family members in the room, and as soon as they saw Qian Jingde appear, they knelt in front of Qian Jingde with snot and tears, and all kinds of complaints and pleadings piled up together, almost drowning Qian Jingde.

However, Qian Jingde had already prepared today, he pointed to Lu Ji and said to everyone: "Don't worry, your family is saved, today I brought a miracle doctor to you to see a doctor, as long as this miracle doctor master makes a move, there will be no patients who can't be saved!"

So everyone present was in an uproar, they didn't believe that such a woman could withstand the high technology of the hospital.

Midorihime's appearance is really outstanding, so when she traveled today, she deliberately brought a white hat to cover half of her face, so many people still can't see her full face.

Lu Ji glanced at the ward, and turned to Zhang Zichen next to him: "Daoist, put these five fox furs into five cups, soak them in water and let the five of them drink them, then it will be fine." ”

Then, Zhang Zichen saw Lu Ji raise her right hand, and on the two fingers of her right hand, she pinched five thin white foxes.

"Is this fox fur yours, is it useful?" Zhang Zichen took the fox fur, feeling unreliable in his heart.

"Why do you have so many questions, if you want to flush the water, you can flush the water, why are you so verbose!" On the side, He Huimin grabbed Zhang Zichen, "Come, I'll help you flush." ”

Zhang Zichen was stunned for a while, he just asked two questions, this He Huimin seemed to be unhappy, why? It can't be jealousy, right?

Without thinking much about it, Zhang Zichen and He Huimin put five fox hairs into five cups filled with water, and the white hairs melted into the water, and there was no trace in sight.

With a trace of doubt in his heart, Zhang Zichen still fed five cups of water to the five patients to drink.

Room 807 fell into a short period of waiting and silence, and after five minutes of waiting, the first patient with cerebral dementia woke up, followed by the other four people lying on the hospital bed and being detected by the hospital's high-tech as incurable, and slowly came to their senses one by one.

The family members present jumped and jumped in surprise, and one of the fat and black fat women hugged Qian Jingde and kissed him violently: "Boss Qian, thank you! I love you to death! Thank you very much, my husband has woken up!"

"Beauty, beauty, please pay attention to the occasion!" Qian Jingde wanted to free himself from the arms of this fat woman several times, but the other party had too much strength, so he kissed it, and Qian Jingde had red lip prints all over his face and neck.

"Beauty, have something to talk about, talk about it, look at your husband, he's calling you!" Qian Jingde wanted to cry but couldn't cry, so he had to persuade patiently.

Until now, everyone present finally understood how thick-skinned Qian Jingde was, just such a fat and black woman, and calling other people beautiful women behind her conscience, which ordinary people can't do. Zhang Zichen thinks that it is impossible for him to go against his conscience to call other people's beauties, he can call this fat woman aunt or something like that, beauty, you will be a beauty again when you are reincarnated in the next life!

Midorihime's white fox fur had a great effect, and a total of seventeen patients were all cured in just half an hour, which was a miracle.

This incident caused a sensation throughout the hospital, and when the director of the hospital hurried to the ward to see the miracle doctor, the miracle doctor had already left with her assistant. All that was left in the ward were some vegetative and cerebral dementia patients who seemed hopeless, but were awakened by the miracle doctor.

It seems that the people have their own masters, and this sentence is not false at all!

After walking out of the hospital, Zhang Zichen and others were in a good mood, and Qian Jingde's mood was even more excited, because he had cured these migrant workers, he did not have to pay huge compensation, and the construction site could continue to work.

With full joy, everyone walked out of the gate of the hospital, but as soon as they walked out of the gate, something happened.

I saw that on the opposite side of the hospital, there was an elevator building about 30 stories high, and at this time, the surrounding crowd was rushing to the opposite side, and the square under the entire 30-story building was surrounded by a sea of people.

"What's going on over there?" Zhang Zichen was the first to ask this question, but it was obvious that the group had just come out of the hospital, and no one knew what had happened.

"Who knows? He Huimin glanced at him.

"Okay! I'll ask. Zhang Zichen walked forward alone, looking at the crowd around him who were still running towards the bottom of the 30-story building, and he didn't know who to ask for a while. At this time, Zhang Zichen saw a man in a silver-white suit with a child about twelve or thirteen years old also following the crowd and walking towards the building opposite.

Zhang Zichen was bold, took a step forward, pointed to the opposite building with one hand, grabbed the man's sleeve with the other hand and asked, "Uncle, can you inquire about what happened over there?"