Han Feng and Dai Wei arrived at the hotel door and saw Liu Zhiqiang who was waiting at the door. Han Feng smiled and went forward, saying, "Manager Liu, let's go out now. Have you contacted there?"

Liu Zhiqiang nodded: "Yes, did Doctor Sanchuan refuse to meet you, or did the general manager of our travel agency find a lot of relationships before he reluctantly agreed to meet you. As for whether he can convince him, it depends entirely on yourself."

Han Feng thankfully: "Thank you, I am already very grateful to have won me this opportunity. Let's go."

The three of them got into the car together, and the car rushed forward.

Sitting in the car, no one spoke. Liu Zhiqiang seemed to want to break the embarrassing situation and whispered to the driver: "Play some music."

Han Feng was thinking about how to talk to Sanchuan for a while. When he heard Liu Zhiqiang's order, he immediately added: "Don't play Japanese songs, I can't listen to their strange tone."

The driver nodded and turned on the CD. After a moment, a resentful music sounded in the carriage. This familiar melody made Han Feng and Dai Wei slightly stunned. It turned out to be the song "What do I think in your eyes?" that Xiaoyan used to torture Han Feng?

Dai Wei was afraid that this song would touch Han Feng, so he hurriedly said to the driver: "Don't put this, change another one."

The driver was about to go to the transfer, but Han Feng spoke first: "No, just listen to this."

Hearing Han Feng's instructions, the driver stopped moving and drove with peace of mind. Dai Wei turned his head to look at Han Feng worriedly, but Han Feng stopped talking, leaned his head on the back of the chair and closed his eyes slightly.

There seemed to be Xiaoyan's sad eyes appearing in front of Han Feng's eyes again. He muttered silently in his heart: "Xiaoyan, no matter what our relationship will be like in the future, I always owe you, so no matter what happens this time, I will try my best to ask Doctor Sanchuan to cure you..."

Han Feng was immersed in guilt for Xiaoyan until Dai Wei whispered: "Boss, we're here." He then raised his head and found that the car had stopped. To his surprise, the car was parked in front of a very dilapidated house. From the surrounding environment, it was far away from the downtown area, and it seemed to be a place that was usually unused.

"This is..." Han Feng had a little doubt about this environment.

"This is where Doctor Sanchuan lives. Don't worry. Mr. Han has always liked to live in seclusion here. He will only go to the urban hospital when he has major illnesses, but he often gives some advice and returns. In his own words, to enter the spiritual world of others and awaken the lost soul, you must calm your heart first." Liu Zhiqiang explained to Han Feng.

After hearing his explanation, Mei Shu breathed a little relieved, nodded, and said, "Then go in quickly."

Dai Wei was about to push the car door open and get out of the car. Liu Zhiqiang hurriedly stopped him: "No, Mr. Sanchuan usually doesn't see outsiders, so Mr. Han, you can just go in by yourself. Mr. Sanchuan's Chinese is very good, so you don't have to worry about communication. We'll wait for you here and will be responsible for sending you back later."

"This..." Dai Wei hesitated. Although he knew that Han Feng's martial arts skills were far above him, he was still a little worried when he asked him to walk into such a dilapidated and somewhat gloomy house alone to meet a stranger.

Han Feng expressed his calm expression: "Okay, you guys are waiting for me here, I'll go see Mr. Sanchuan by myself."

Han Feng was about to walk into the house, and Liu Zhiqiang suddenly remembered something and hurriedly reminded: "Mr. Han, if Mr. Sanchuan asks you questions about the Anti-Japanese War, don't talk to him, otherwise he will get angry, you will..."

Han Feng showed a little displeasure on his face, but he still nodded at Liu Zhiqiang: "I understand, I have a sense of responsibility."

As soon as Han Feng entered the house, there was a long and narrow corridor. In the corridor, only a few wall lights on the wall emitted a faint light, making it even more terrifying here.

Han Feng asked, "Is anyone?"

In the room at the end of the corridor, a slightly older man's voice came from: "Who is it?"

"Doctor Sanchuan, I am Han Feng. I am the one who came to see you and begs you to see my friend." Han Feng briefly explained his identity and purpose.

Sanchuan hesitated for a moment: "Please come in."

Hearing his invitation, Han Feng breathed a little relieved, and then continued to walk in, but muttered in his heart: This old Japanese man is so arrogant that he doesn't even come out to greet him.

When she walked to the end of the corridor, she understood why the man didn't come out to pick him up. This was a living room, which was decorated very simple, and the walls were hung with various maps of the internal structure of the human brain. An old man with gray hair but very neat repairs was sitting in a wheelchair, located in the middle of the house, facing the door.

Sanchuan looked at Han Feng: "My legs and feet are inconvenient, so I can't get up to pick you up. Please come in and sit down."

Han Feng slowly walked into the room and sat down very close to the door.

Sanchuan looked at Han Feng and asked, "What is your relationship with you when you want to treat me? Are your girlfriend, wife, or relatives."

Han Feng hesitated for a moment before answering: "I am my best friend."

Sanshang looked at Han Feng with a scrutiny look and suddenly laughed: "Friend? Then do you think that Chinese and Japanese are friends?"

Han Feng thought for a moment and replied: "I believe that Japanese who love peace and respect Chinese people will become friends with Chinese people."

Sanbu sneered: "Love peace and respect Chinese people? Do you know why I have always refused to treat Chinese patients?!"

Han Feng did not avoid it and replied directly: "I know, because your grandfather died in the Anti-Japanese War."

Sanchuan corrected Han Feng's statement: "No, that's what you Chinese say. In the eyes of us Japanese, that war should be defined as the "Manchukuo War of Resistance Against China". Our Kwantung Army was invited by Manchukuo to help them develop their country before entering China, but was subjected to arbitrary expulsion and barbaric attacks, which caused our Japan to lose a large number of excellent military geniuses."

Han Feng's face changed slightly, and he wanted to get angry. Then he remembered Liu Zhiqiang's advice and said with a suffocation: "Doctor Sanchuan, so many years have passed, and all the right and wrong have already been discussed. Why should we discuss this topic here? Let me introduce you to my friend's condition and treat her as soon as possible."

Sanchuan stared at his eyes: "I didn't promise to treat your friends."

Han Feng was dissatisfied: "Then how do you want to treat my friends? What conditions are needed? You can get it."

Sanchuan smiled: "Young man, you are very arrogant. Don't worry, I won't ask for your money, nor will I let you do something very difficult. As long as you go to a place, I will immediately treat your friends after you come back."

When Han Feng heard hope, he showed joy on his face: "Okay, what's the place, you said."

Mifu said calmly: "I want you to visit our Yasukuni Shrine to save the dead souls. As long as you complete this condition, you are my friend, and I will naturally go to see a doctor for your friend."

"What, do you want me to visit the Yasukuni Shrine?!" Han Feng widened his eyes excitedly...

Yasukuni Shrine is a shrine located in Kudanzaka, Chiyoda, Tokyo, Japan. The shrine hosts soldiers and family members who have been killed in battle for Japanese militarism since the Meiji Restoration. Most of them are Japanese officers and soldiers and colonies who died in the Sino-Japanese War and the Pacific War. Yasukuni Shrine was specially managed by the Japanese military before the end of World War II and is a symbol of national shrine. After World War II, it followed the principle of separation of religion and state and was reorganized into religious legal persons. Since Yasukuni's sacrificial objects included 14 Class A war criminals, the shrine was regarded as a symbol of Japanese militarism by East Asian countries and was controversial.

Sanchuan nodded: "Not bad. How about it, do you accept it or not?!"

Han Feng stood up suddenly and was about to attack, but finally he held back again. He tried to calm his voice: "Mr. Sanchuan, you are a respected doctor. When I heard that you lived in such a remote place to purify your soul and awaken the patient's soul in order to treat the patient, I was full of respect for you. But now, this kind of respect has disappeared. You in front of me are a madman who does not distinguish between black and white, confusing right and wrong, and even full of violence and right-wing thoughts. Thank you for taking time to see me, but I think, no matter how skilled your medical skills are, it is not suitable for treating my friend. I don't want her to recover her mind, but she is influenced by your crazy and extreme thoughts. Goodbye!"

Han Feng stopped talking to Sanchuan and turned around and walked out. Sanchuan smiled at this time and waved his hand to greet him: "Young man, wait a moment."

Han Feng stopped, but did not look back: "What else do you have, Mr. Sanchuan?"

Sanbu said with a smile: "You are very good, completely different from many Chinese people I have met, so I decided to treat your friends without any additional conditions."

Han Feng slowly turned around: "Why?"

Sanfu waved his hand and signaled Han Feng to sit down, then continued: "My son-in-law Ono is a peace lover. Over the years, his persuasion, especially in recent years, their children have also begun to persuade me. I have already seen everything clearly. I have a very thorough understanding of my grandfather's death and the right and wrong between the Sino-Japanese War. In fact, I am already full of guilt for the Chinese."
Chapter completed!