"Of course I don't understand if you don't explain. Please make it clear~" Yuan Jingyi's beautiful eyes widened, waiting for Zhang Wuyou's answer.

"That's it..." Zhang Wuyong tried hard to reorganize his words.

"Oh, I can't tell. It's not what you think."

After much deliberation, I finally gave up.

"Okay, no need to say more, I understand." Yuan Jingyi raised her head, her eyes full of sympathy, and patted Zhang's useless arm twice with her hand.

Zhang Wuyong found that his description was getting darker and darker. He couldn't help but smile bitterly at this woman's thoughts, and simply didn't bother to explain.

After eating breakfast, Yuan Jingyi went to the company to work.

Zhang Wuyong stayed at home to check information. He was used to being free and undisciplined and couldn't bear the restraints. Letting him stay quietly in the office would be more painful than killing him.

I searched for some information about Black Cold Disease on the Internet. Not only is there no clear treatment method, but even the relevant history is scattered and recorded, and there is no trace of the treatment records at that time, which makes the treatment more difficult.

Zhang Wuyong decided to go to Xuanwu Zhai again. Firstly, he didn't see Tanxu yesterday; secondly, he wanted to know why Mo Rufeng was not infected.

Xuanwu Zhai.

Before Zhang Wuyong reached the door, he saw a figure coming out of the hall, nodding and bending. He was also carrying a small box, which was half blocked by his body, so he couldn't see clearly what kind of box it was.

The person who sent him out was Mo Rufeng's manager, Xia Fu. During the few days Zhang Wuyong lived in Xuanwu Zhai, Xia Fu had been busy serving Mo Rufeng, and he was very considerate and dedicated.

He is also an old man who has been with Mr. Mo for more than ten years and is very trustworthy.

Most things in Xuanwu Zhai are dispatched by him. It can be said that apart from the master Mo Rufeng, Xia Fu has the highest status.

Moreover, as Mo Rufeng gradually retired, Xia Fu's power became more and more powerful, and he was the one who made the final decision on many things.

Anyone going to and from Xuanwu Zhai must pass through him before they can see Mo Rufeng.

I saw Xia Fu watching the man take a few steps at the door, then turned and went in.

Just when Zhang Wuyong met the man, he accidentally discovered that the man looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

The man left in a hurry, without looking up at Zhang Wuyou, and walked straight away from the side.

Only then did Zhang Wuyong see that he was carrying a medicine box.

Then I became suspicious. Mo Rufeng was still in high spirits when he came yesterday. Why did he call for a doctor after one night?

Tan Xu's cell phone still can't get through. I wanted to see him yesterday, but his cell phone was turned off and no contact was made.

Zhang Wuyong walked into the lobby and saw that the number of waiters had decreased a lot. There were only three people left in the front hall instead of the original thirty people.

The entire Xuanwu Zhai was deserted.

"Is Mr. Mo here?" Zhang Wuyong walked to the front of the lobby and asked the waiter.

"Not here." The waiter replied in a cold tone without raising his head.

"Where are you going?" Zhang Wuyong asked again.

"How do I know? He didn't tell me." The waiter glanced at Zhang Wuyou impatiently.

Zhang Wuyong's eyes widened, and a burst of cold air spurted out. The waiter's body shook unconsciously, and he lowered his head again.

"Is Mr. Mo here?" Zhang Wuyong's voice was low and his anger was obvious.

"I...I don't know." The waiter was afraid and did not dare to confront him head-on.

Just when Zhang Wuyong was thinking about what to do next, Xia Fu came out of the side corridor. When he saw the person standing in the hall was Zhang Wuyong, his steps were stagnant, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, which was covered up again in an instant.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Zhang? I apologize for missing you." Xia Fu greeted hurriedly.

When the waiter saw Xia Fu, he quickly stood up and stood upright against the wall, bending down to salute.

They seemed to be afraid of Xia Fu, and Zhang Wuyong saw this scene.

"It's Manager Xia, is Mr. Mo here?"

Zhang Wuyong had a half-smiling expression on his face. He had already keenly sensed that something was wrong, so he greeted Wuxia.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Zhang. Mr. Mo is out on urgent matters." Xia Fu returned to his earlier respectful tone and returned calmly.

"I didn't hear that he was going out before he left last night. What happened when he left so suddenly?" Zhang Wuyong stared into the other person's eyes.

"I don't know about that. Mr. Zhang also knows that I am just a servant serving Mr. Mo. There is no need to tell the servants what the master wants to do."

Zhang Wuyou's eyes were so intimidating that Xia Fu couldn't bear it. When he answered Zhang Wuyou's question again, he bent slightly to avoid it.

Xia Fu felt that what he said was reasonable and reasonable. Of course, there was no need to explain the master's affairs to one of his clerks, and Zhang Wuyong could not raise any doubts.

"If something happens to Mr. Zhang, please wait until Mr. Mo comes back before you come to the house."

Xia Fu was afraid that Zhang Wuyong would cause trouble again, so he issued an eviction order.

"I left something behind yesterday. I came here to pick it up today. Could you please Mr. Xia take me to the private room to look for it?"

Zhang Wuyong sensed Xia Fu's anxious expression and heard the urge to urge him to leave. He felt more and more that the matter was not simple, so he found a reason to delay.

"This...Mr. Zhang should wait for Mr. Mo to come back before looking for him. Maybe he picked it up and took it with him." Xia Fu's reply was impeccable.

"I'll find out when I go in and take a look." After Zhang Wuyong said that, he walked inside.

Xia Fu quickly followed behind and said: "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Mo is not here. We are not allowed to open that room privately, and the key is not in my hand. Please don't embarrass me."

Mo Rufeng has a room specially used to receive his important guests, and every meeting with Zhang Wuyou is held in that room.

Zhang Wuyong walked to the door and turned the door handle. Sure enough, it was locked.

Xia Fu said: "Only Mr. Mo can open this room, and he took the key away."

"I see that the man just now was carrying a medicine box. Who is he treating?"

"A servant is not feeling well. I'll ask the doctor to come over and take a look."

"Really? Who is feeling unwell? I am also a doctor. Let me see what the disease is?" Zhang Wuyong found out the flaw in Xia Fu's words. Apart from Mo Rufeng, there would be no other person in Xuanwu Zhai who could make Xia Fu

Fu invited the doctor to his home to treat him.

"I won't trouble you, Mr. Zhang. The doctor has already treated you and prescribed medicine. Besides, you are treating Mr. Mo. If he knows that you are treating these servants, he will definitely punish us."

Xia Fu's expression was calm, his tone was unhurried, and there was no trace of panic as before.

"Is Mr. Mo very harsh on you guys?" Zhang Wuyong frowned upon hearing this. During the time he had been in contact with Mo Rufeng, he felt that he was very kind-hearted and there was no situation where he would be punished for treating his servants.

Xia Fu said this, which surprised him a little.
Chapter completed!