After a brief lunch, Zhang Wenzhong asked the restaurant owner about the home addresses of the laborers. For his move, the restaurant owner looked very jǐngti, frowned and asked coldly, "What are you asking about this?"

Zhang Wenzhong explained with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, we don't have malicious intentions, we just want to do our best to help these workers." With that, he took out a work card from his pocket and showed it to the restaurant owner: "Look, this is my ID." I am a staff member of the Charity Foundation under the Cheung Medical Foundation, and this is my colleague. As a charitable foundation, we have always been helping patients who cannot afford to see a doctor for financial reasons. ”

Zhang Wenzhong's work card was given to him by You Jia when the charity gala was held. He casually put this work card with other documents at that time, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

"If you can really help these poor miners, you're doing a great thing. The restaurant owner's face finally changed for the better, and he sighed with emotion, and handed it to Zhang Wenzhong. I only know where these people live, and as for the addresses of the other miners, you should be able to find out if you ask these people. ”

"Good. Taking the paper with the address written on it, Zhang Wenzhong glanced at it, nodded and said, "Thank you." ”

"Thank you, and if you want to say thank you, I should say it to you. The restaurant owner said: "If you can really help these workers, all the residents of Jiufeng Town will be grateful to you." ”

Zhang Wenzhong smiled slightly, didn't answer again, just led Chen Xi out of the restaurant and walked towards the address written on the paper.

Just as he was going to the residence of the sufferer, Chen Xi, who couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, asked in a low voice: "Sect Master, what kind of disease do you say these miners are suffering from? It can actually make people's skin and internal organs rot....You say, these miners, could it be poisoned?"

"It is not ruled out that there is a possibility of collective poisoning. Zhang Wenzhong said: "But in addition to poisoning, there is another possibility that is poisonous!"

"What?" Chen Xi was taken aback, and hurriedly asked, "Could it be that this Cold Star Iron Mine still contains Fu shè that is poisonous to the human body?"

Zhang Wenzhong shook his head and said: "Although the Cold Star Iron Mine does not poison the radiant shè, we can't rule out whether there is another mineral that contains toxic radiant shè hidden in this mining area. If you want to find out why this strange department started, you can only wait for these troubles to happen. ”

"Do you want me to call a few more people?" Chen Xi asked, at this time, he had already realized that Fan Lu's bauxite mine on Jiufeng Mountain was not as simple as he imagined.

Zhang Wenzhong rejected his proposal and said: "There is no need to call people for the time being, let's take a look at the situation first, there are too many people coming, but it is easy to startle the snake." ”

"Yes. Chen Xi nodded in response, closed his mouth and said no more, but followed behind Zhang Wenzhong step by step.

In a short time, the two of them walked into an old-fashioned building built in the seventies and eighties. One of the sick miners lives here.

Knocking on the door of No. 2 on the fourth floor, a gray-haired, tired woman opened the door. Judging from this woman's appearance and the condition of the gods, she was at least forty years old. But Zhang Wenzhong, who is good at observing the eight methods of qi, can see at a glance that her actual age should only be thirty years old. The reason why he looks so old is because of the excessive pressure on his shoulders.

"Who are you looking for?" saw two strangers knocking on the door, and a look of surprise flashed across the woman's face.

Zhang Wenzhong smiled and asked, "Hello, does Zhang Guangyi live here?"

The woman did not let Zhang Wenzhong and Chen Xi into the house, but asked again: "Is it true that he lives here, who are you?"

Zhang Wenzhong took out the previous document again, and introduced himself: "We are the staff of the charity foundation under the Zhang Medical Foundation, and we heard that Zhang Guangming suffered from a strange disease, so we came to take a look, hoping to help you." ”

"Please come in, please come in. Hearing Zhang Wenzhong's words, a trace of surprise flashed on the woman's face, and the originally gloomy eyes burst out with hope again. With a happy face, she hurriedly invited Zhang Wenzhong and Chen Xi into the house.

Walking into the house, Zhang Wenzhong and Chen Xi found that this Zhang Guangming's home can be described as a home with four walls. The room was empty, with no furniture. But even so, the house was still very clean.

"Who's coming?" a vain voice came from the bedroom.

The woman hurriedly replied, "It's two gentlemen from charitable foundations who have come to visit your condition." Then he turned around and said to Zhang Wenzhong and Chen Xi with an apologetic face: "Two gentlemen, please come with me." Since my man fell ill, he has not been able to walk easily, so he can only stay in the bedroom. Please forgive me for the inconsiderate courtesy. ”

Following the woman into the bedroom, Zhang Wenzhong and Chen Xi immediately smelled a pungent smell mixed with medicinal and fishy smells, and at the same time saw Zhang Guangming lying on the bed panting.

"Oh my God......" As soon as he saw Zhang Guang's surprised appearance, Chen Xi's face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't help but exhale.

Zhang Guangyu's situation at the moment is indeed terrifying, sixty percent of the skin on his body has festered and turned into his arms, and the crimson flesh and blood are mixed with yellow and green pus, making him look like those terrifying zombies in "Resident Evil". At this moment, he was obviously suffering from an unimaginable severe pain, and his entire face was even deformed because of the severe pain, making his already terrifying appearance even more terrifying.

The woman's face did not show an expression of fear or disgust, but a distressed face, walked quickly to Zhang Guangming's side, and asked with concern, "Do you want to take a painkiller?"

"No, I can still bear this little pain. Zhang Guangming shook his head and refused. He knew that painkillers cost money. And now the family's savings have been ruined by his illness, and he even owes a lot of debts to relatives and friends. Therefore, as long as he can endure it now, he will never ], ~ taking medicine, it is a penny to save a penny.

"There are no seats in the house, so I can only let the two gentlemen stand, and the hospitality is not considerate, please forgive me. Zhang Guang, who was holding back the pain, apologized to Zhang Wenzhong and Chen Xi in surprise, and struggled to sit up from the bed.

Zhang Wenzhong stepped forward and stopped: "Mr. Zhang doesn't have to get up, just lie down and talk." Unlike Chen Xi, he has seen a lot of all kinds of patients, so he was not frightened by Zhang Guangming's appearance at the moment.

"You look a little familiar, have we met somewhere?" Zhang Guang's eyes widened in surprise, staring at Zhang Wenzhong in a daze, and after a few seconds, he suddenly became excited, raised his hand to point at Zhang Wenzhong, and asked in a trembling voice: "Are you ..... Zhang Wenzhong Doctor Zhang?!"

Since suffering from this strange disease, Zhang Guangyi has been seeking medical treatment everywhere, and he has also heard some rumors about Zhang Wenzhong during this period. If it weren't for the fact that the family's savings had been spent, I was afraid that he would really go to Yongcheng City to find Zhang Wenzhong for medical treatment. It was precisely for this reason that when he saw Zhang Jiazhong clearly at this moment, he recognized it at once.

Zhang Wenzhong nodded and replied, "That's right, I'm Zhang Wenzhong!"

"Are you really Dr. Zhang Wenzhong?!Okay, good, this is really good! If you come, we will be saved!" Zhang Guang was excited, tears welled up in his eyes, and even his words were a little out of place, he desperately wanted to get up from the bed, and his mouth turned over and over again, please, Dr. Zhang, save us people. Such a rì is really better than death!, and so on.

Zhang Guangming's wife, Tong, knelt on the ground, her head thumped on the concrete floor, and pleaded in a lost voice: "Doctor Zhang, please save my man! If you cure him, you will be a cow and a horse, and I will repay you!"

Such a situation was unexpected by Zhang Wenzhong. But he reacted very quickly, and hurriedly helped Zhang Guangyi's wife up, and said: "Hurry up, don't be like this, Mr. Zhang's disease, I will naturally do my best to cure him." ”

In just two or three seconds, Zhang Guang's wife was surprised that her forehead was bleeding. However, she didn't seem to feel pain at all, but just begged Zhang Wenzhong to treat Zhang Guang for treatment. It can be seen from this that in order to save her husband, this woman really gave up everything.

After calming down the emotions of Zhang Guangyi and his wife, Zhang Wenzhong turned back to Chen Xi and instructed: "You go downstairs and buy some food, and in addition, buy two more boxes of cattle nǎi by the way." ”

"Yes. Chen Xi didn't ask why, turned around and went to do these things that Zhang Wenzhong ordered. However, Zhang Guang's surprised couple's faces showed a sense of embarrassment and gratitude.

It turned out that Zhang Wenzhong learned that they had not eaten lunch today by observing the faces of Zhang Guangyi and his wife, and that their lives during this period were quite poor and their nutrition was seriously insufficient.

After Chen Xi left, Zhang Wenzhong put the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger of his right hand on the three veins of the inch ruler at Zhang Guangzi's wrist, and said, "Mr. Zhang, you relax, I'm going to diagnose your pulse now." ”

Zhang Guang's eyes widened, staring at Zhang Wenzhong's face, wanting to get some hints from the change in his expression. However, Zhang Wenzhong's face was as heavy as water, so they couldn't see the clues.

After a long time, Zhang Wenzhong withdrew his hand to diagnose the pulse, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and sighed secretly: "Sure enough, I was injured by the poisonous radiation!"