As he spoke, the carefree Taoist Wang seemed to have changed into another person. He lowered his head and grumbled to himself.
It was said that a father's love was like a mountain. Zheng Ren sighed with emotion when he saw the change in Daoist Wang's emotions.
"Brother Wang, let's get down to business first." Su Yun asked, "Why are you looking for my boss?"
This sentence pulled Daoist Wang's thoughts back to reality.
He raised his head, his eyes full of hope, and said, "I've asked my fellow Daoists in the south, and they said that they can solve this problem, and they want to find Master Yan."
"…"
Zheng Ren and Su Yun were stunned.
Was that Master Yan, the one who scrubbed in the bathhouse, so powerful?
Usually, she didn't see anything special about him.
After meeting him twice, he looked no different from an ordinary old man. The only difference was that he was in better health.
"I'm just an unaffiliated person from the countryside. How can I talk to Master Yan? He wanted to invite Master Yan, but it was impossible. But I heard that Master Yan's recent heavenly punishment was cured by Boss Zheng of the 912. "
Zheng Ren understood what Taoist Wang was going to say next.
But when he was on the verge of death, he didn't look for a doctor, but went to look for Master Yan, who even he couldn't cure, wasn't that nonsense?
Taoist Wang looked at Zheng Ren, worried that he would refuse.
If he wanted to invite Master Yan, he would need a huge favor. However, he did not have much of a relationship with Boss Zheng …
Fortunately, he had not done anything shameful all these years and had a good relationship with Sea City's Old Chief Physician Pan. He only hoped that it was as Old Chief Physician Pan had said, that Boss Zheng was his son.
With a word from Old Chief Physician Pan, Boss Zheng might be able to agree.
With that in mind, Daoist Wang looked at Old Chief Physician Pan with pleading eyes.
"Zheng Ren, what happened to Master Yan?" Old Chief Physician Pan asked.
Zheng Ren was about to speak when Su Yun took over the conversation.
In just a few minutes, Zhang Xuan had explained the matter between Song shi and Master Yan in great detail.
Old Chief Physician Pan was dumbfounded.
His little bastard had gone out for more than half a year. How did he cause so much trouble?!
Old Chief Physician Pan was so proud of himself that he could not hide the smile on his face.
"Zheng Ren, are you familiar with Master Yan? Ask him what to do, "Old Chief Physician Pan said.
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded. "I'll make a call. However, I feel that Brother Wang's child is just sick. There aren't so many strange explanations."
With just a single sentence, Daoist Wang was pulled up and thrown back down again. It was as if he was on a roller coaster.
Without saying much, he took out his phone, found Master Yan's number, and dialed it. He turned up the volume of his voice to prevent Daoist Wang from getting angry again in a moment of desperation.
This person was not bad. Zheng Ren still admired him.
Old Chief Physician Pan, Su Yun, and himself were very direct in treating and saving people. It was a doctor's duty to heal the wounded and rescue the dying. On the other hand, Daoist Wang treated people in another way, which was also worthy of respect.
Zheng Ren had used his actions to express his stance.
"Boss Zheng!" A young man's surprised and happy voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Oh, is Master Yan here?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Master is bathing. I'll go call him now."
"Don't worry, don't catch a cold."
But there was no reply from the other side. Vaguely, the excited shouts of a young man and the cursing of an old man could be heard.
Daoist Wang looked at Zheng Ren in a daze. The legendary Master Yan was a senior expert. Why was he so familiar with the young Boss Zheng?
They were both in the land of China, full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. A place like Sea City could actually produce an expert like Boss Zheng.
Soon, an old and eager voice came from the other side of the phone. "Boss Zheng, why didn't you come to me directly? Why did you call me? I can't even see you."
"Master, dry your hair. Don't catch a cold."
Zheng Ren smiled bitterly. He could vaguely see how flustered Master Yan was on the other side of the phone.
"Master Yan, there's something I need to trouble you with." Zheng Ren did not beat around the bush. He did not even bother with the necessary pleasantries and went straight to the point.
"Ha!" Master Yan laughed loudly. "Boss Zheng also has something to ask of me. How rare. Just say it. I won't refuse if I can do it. "
Zheng Ren briefly told him about Daoist Wang's situation.
Daoist Wang did not expect the young Boss Zheng to be so familiar with Master Yan, who was like a deity on Earth. His hope was greatly increased.
After listening to Zheng Ren, the other side did not speak for a while. Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. Instead, he sat at the table and looked at his phone, as if pondering something in his mind.
A minute later, Master Yan said, "Boss Zheng, this is getting interesting."
"Oh?"
"Where are you?" Master Yan did not say anything else but asked Zheng Ren first.
"I'm in Sea City. I'll return to Imperial Capital tomorrow."
"Then I'll go to you directly. It has nothing to do with the child. You can cure my divine punishment. This small problem is nothing to you. " Master Yan laughed heartily. "I knew you were a person with great luck. I'm looking for the person beside you."
"What is it?" Zheng Ren was a little cautious.
"Ancient book … Forget it. If you don't believe it, I won't be long-winded," Master Yan said. "Boss Zheng, let's meet in Imperial Capital! Oh, right. Ask the Daoist beside you to see me. "
Master Yan spoke very politely to Zheng Ren, but when it came to other people, his tone changed completely.
Words like condescending, overbearing, and so on could be used.
Zheng Ren glanced at Daoist Wang and saw him nodding repeatedly. He smiled and said, "I'll go back tomorrow. See you tomorrow night?"
"Okay, it's a deal!" Master Yan said. "Boss Zheng, you don't want the consultation fee I gave you last time. This time, I've prepared something good for you."
"Okay, then we'll talk tomorrow." Zheng Ren hung up after saying that.
Daoist Wang was dumbfounded.
He had originally thought that Boss Zheng had won Master Yan's favor and was able to talk to him. Even if he could persuade Master Yan, he would have to lower his voice and beg.
Now, it seemed that it was not as simple as talking to him.
Master Yan wanted to give him money but Boss Zheng did not accept it. He had gone to get something good. There was a hint of flattery in the last sentence.
"Brother Wang, Master Yan said I'm good. Are you interested?" Zheng Ren put down the phone and asked with a smile.
"Thank you, Boss Zheng." Daoist Wang let out a long sigh.
He had no doubts about Master Yan's' suggestion '. He had only heard Master Yan's voice over the phone but had not met him.
Zheng Ren was also a little puzzled. Could it be that this person had lived in seclusion in the deep mountains all year round and had no sense of defense?
That did not seem to be the case. Forget it. It was better to think less about people. It was more practical to ask about the patient's condition.
"Brother Wang, tell me about your son's condition." Zheng Ren began to ask.
"There's nothing wrong with him. At first, his throat was a little uncomfortable. He went to the school doctor and diagnosed it as pharyngitis. He prescribed some medicine but it got worse after he went back."
School doctor … Zheng Ren was speechless.
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