Chapter 1918

Saying that, Wang Daoshi, who seemed to be unrestrained and happy, changed into a different person, lowered his head, and muttered to himself to blame himself.

It is said that a father's love is like a mountain. Seeing Taoist Wang's emotional changes, Zheng Ren felt a little emotional.

"Brother Wang, let's get down to business first." Su Yun asked, "What exactly are you looking for from my boss?"

One sentence brought Taoist Wang's thinking back to reality.

He raised his head, his eyes were full of hope, and said: "I inquired with my fellow Taoists in the south, and they said that this matter can be resolved, and I need to find Master Yan."

"..."

Both Zheng Ren and Su Yun were taken aback.

Is Master Yan, who scrubs in that bathhouse, so good?

I don't usually see anything special about him.

After dealing with him twice, he looks no different from an ordinary old man, it's just that he is in better health.

"I'm just a casual person in the countryside, how can I talk to Master Yan. I want to ask Master Yan, but I can't do it. But I heard that Master Yan's recent scourge was cured by Boss Zheng of 912 .”

Daoist Wang understood the next words without mentioning Zheng Ren.

But when your life is dying, don't go to a doctor, but go to a master Yan who can't cure the disease yourself, isn't it nonsense.

Taoist Wang looked at Zheng Ren, worried that he would refuse.

If you want to invite Master Yan, it is a great favor. But I have no friendship with Boss Zheng...

Fortunately, he hasn't done anything wrong for so many years, and he has a good relationship with Director Pan in Haicheng. I only hope, I only hope that, as Director Pan said, Boss Zheng is his son.

With Director Pan's words, Boss Zheng might be able to agree.

Thinking about it, Taoist Wang cast his eyes on Director Pan, his eyes full of prayers.

"Zheng Ren, what's the matter with Master Yan?" Director Pan asked.

Just as Zheng Ren was about to speak, Su Yun picked up the conversation.

In a few minutes, he explained the matter of Master Song and Master Yan clearly, with ups and downs.

Director Pan was dumbfounded.

My little boy has been out and about for more than half a year, why did so many things happen? !

Director Pan was proud and proud, and couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"Zheng Ren, are you familiar with Master Yan? Ask him what to do." Director Pan said.

"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded, "I'll make a phone call, but I feel that Brother Wang's child is just sick, and there aren't so many weird things to say."

In a word, it was like riding a roller coaster when Taoist Wang was pulled up and then dropped down again.

Zheng Ren didn't say much, took out his mobile phone, found Master Yan's number, and dialed it. He conveniently turned on the loudspeaker of the voice, lest the king Taoist should get angry again in a hurry.

This person is nice, and Zheng Ren appreciates it very much.

Director Pan, himself, and Su Yun are the ones who treat diseases and save lives, very straightforward. It is the job of a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded. Taoist Wang is another way of curing diseases and saving lives, which is also worthy of respect.

Zheng Ren expressed his position with practical actions.

"Boss Zheng!" A young man's surprised and joyful voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Oh, is Master Yan here?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Master is taking a bath, I'll call him now."

"Don't worry, don't catch a cold."

But there was no words on the other side, and the excited shouts of young people and the curse of an old man were faintly heard.

Daoist Wang looked at Zheng Ren blankly. The legendary Master Yan is a senior man, so why is he so familiar with the young Boss Zheng?

It is said that it is the land of China, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, it is really true. In a place like Haicheng, an expert like Boss Zheng can fly out.

"Boss Zheng, why don't you just call me if you have nothing to do? You can't even see." Soon, an old and eager voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Master, dry your hair and don't catch a cold."

Zheng Ren smiled wryly. He vaguely saw how embarrassed Master Yan was on the other side of the phone.

"Master Yan, there is something I want to trouble you with." Zheng Ren didn't talk too much, and didn't even have the necessary greetings, and said straight to the point.

"Ha!" Master Yan laughed loudly, "Boss Zheng also asks me for something, which is rare. Just say what I can do, and I will definitely not refuse."

Zheng Ren briefly explained the matter of Taoist Wang.

Taoist Wang did not expect that the young Boss Zheng would be so familiar with Master Yan, who is like a land fairy, so his hopes were greatly increased.

After Zheng Ren finished speaking, the other side didn't speak for a while. Zheng Ren was not in a hurry, but sat at the table, looking at his phone, as if he was thinking about something in his mind.

A minute later, Master Yan said, "Boss Zheng, it's interesting."

"oh?"

"Where are you?" Master Yan asked Zheng Ren without saying anything else.

"I'm in Haicheng, and I'm going back to the imperial capital tomorrow."

"Then I'll go to you directly. It has nothing to do with the child. You can cure my scourge, and this little problem is easy to come by." Master Yan laughed heartily, "I knew you were a person with great luck. Find the one next to you."

"What's the matter?" Zheng Ren was a little cautious.

"Ancient books... Forget it, if you don't believe this, I won't bother you." Master Yan said, "Boss Zheng, let's meet the emperor! By the way, let the Taoist priest beside you come to see me."

Master Yan was very polite when talking to Zheng Ren, but when it came to other people, his tone changed completely.

Words such as condescending, domineering, etc. can be used.

Zheng Ren glanced at Taoist Wang, seeing him nodding repeatedly, he smiled and said, "I'll go back tomorrow, so see you tomorrow night?"

"Okay, it's a deal!" Master Yan said, "Boss Zheng, you don't want the consultation fee I paid you last time. I have prepared some good things for you this time."

"Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow." After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Daoist Wang was dumbfounded.

Originally thought that Boss Zheng was favored by Master Yan and could talk to him. Even if you can ask Master Yan to move, you have to beg in a low voice.

Look now, where is it so simple to say.

Master Yan wanted to send money to the door, but Boss Zheng didn't want it. He was looking for something good. In the last sentence, there was a taste of flattery.

"Brother Wang, Master Yan will do as long as he wants, are you interested?" Zheng Ren put down the phone and asked with a smile.

"Then thank you, Boss Zheng." Taoist Wang heaved a sigh of relief.

He didn't have any doubts, and he firmly believed in the "suggestion" of Master Yan who had never met but only heard the voice on the phone.

Zheng Ren was also a little puzzled. Could it be that this person has lived in seclusion in the mountains all year round and has no defense at all?

It seems not. Forget it, it's better to think less about people's affairs, and it's more practical to ask about the condition.

"Brother Wang, tell me about your son's condition." Zheng Ren began to ask a doctor.

"There is nothing wrong with it. At first, my throat was a bit uncomfortable. I went to the school doctor and diagnosed it as pharyngitis. I prescribed some medicine and it got worse after taking it back."

The school doctor... Zheng Ren was speechless.