Zhao Fangsheng took the call from his secretary and the stone hanging in his heart in the past two days has completely fallen.

For three days, I heard that Mrs. Zhao Fangsheng had a strange disease and was infected with a strange poison. Many top doctors in Shanghai hospitals and private hospitals have begun to drag their relationship to the Zhao family, because all the people in the medical field understand one thing: if you can cure Zhao Fangsheng's wife, it will definitely be a matter of fame and fortune, and you will be just around the corner for the rest of your life.

During the two or three days when Xiang Que was not found, Zhao Fangsheng also asked several doctors to come to his home for consultation, but the results were the same. The doctor replied in a monotonous manner: "This disease is not easy to say."

Zhao Fangsheng still placed his hope on Xiang Que. Through the last incident, he also understood that there are many things in this world that cannot be inferred and solved by common sense.

"Mr. Xiang? I am Zhao Fangsheng." Zhao Fangsheng asked excitedly on the phone.

Xiang Que nodded and asked, "What's the matter when you look for me?"

"Can you come to my house? My wife has something wrong and is unconscious now. I have found several doctors to check it, but I can't come to any conclusions. I think you may have to come and take a look."

"It's useless if the doctor goes? Tell me carefully what the situation is," Xiang Que asked with a frown.

Zhao Fangsheng, Li Lingge and two children have already solved the problem of asking for help from themselves. According to common sense, no mistake should have occurred.

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Fangsheng said, "My wife became pregnant not long after you left."

"This sounds a bit awkward. You are the old Xiang next door. When you leave, your wife becomes pregnant? Haha, you are specializing in treating infertility." The phone was a bit loud. Wang Xuan next to him was really speechless when he heard Zhao Fangsheng's words.

"Don't interrupt, talk about serious matters." Xiang Que glared at him awkwardly and said to the phone: "You keep talking"

Zhao Fangsheng continued to say disregardlessly: "Two days ago, I planned to take my wife to have a prenatal checkup, but when I came to pick her up in the afternoon, she fell asleep in the bed. No matter how people scream, there was a pungent odor on her body, and I asked the doctor to come over to see her, but only said that she was infected with a certain toxin that paralyzed the nerves. The person was not in danger of his life but could not wake up. I could not give any explanation to the doctor, so I could only find you again."

"Has something happened at home in those two days?"

Zhao Fangsheng said: "There is nothing special... However, on the day of the accident, I saw a man dressed in a strange manner in front of my house, with long hair and a little dark skin. After the accident, I had adjusted the surveillance of the community. The man appeared and disappeared suddenly and suddenly. No one in the community knew him. If there was any problem, it was also on him."

"That's it. Wait for me for two days. After returning to Shanghai, I'll go to your house to have a look."

"Ah? You are not in Shanghai." Zhao Fangsheng was a little anxious.

Xiang Que said: "I went to Outer Mongolia, but I haven't reached the national border yet. I guess I will have to go back to Shanghai in two or three days at the earliest."

Zhao Fangsheng was obviously a little stubborn on the phone. He had been on the phone these days, and he was always anxious to go to heaven: "After you come back, you go to Hohhot Airport, I will send someone to wait for you to pick you up directly back to Shanghai."

"You'll wait a moment," Xiangque turned his head and asked, "How long will it take to arrive in Hohhot?"

Wang Xuanzhen said: "Hurry up and whip the accelerator for three and a half hours."

"It's OK. In four hours, let your people go to Hohhot Airport to wait for me and book the air ticket in advance."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xuanzhen asked, "What's the matter? Is there any business?"

"No, maybe it was a sequel that happened some time ago. I'll go back and study it for him to end the show, so I can save myself from looking for me every few days."

"Do you want to help?" Wang Xuanzhen asked earnestly.

Xiang Que was happy and said, "Your team is disbanded, why are you still so confident?"

Wang Xuanzhen said domineeringly: "It's not that you brag about it. If you want to talk to me, I have to hesitate, but if you want to ask me for help, I can get the team together for you in minutes. My buddy has been traveling around the world for so many years and relying on the word "connections"

"Come on, don't join in here as soon as you dig a hole. I can solve it myself. The professionalism is not right." Xiang Que shook his head and said, "If there is really trouble, I'll contact you."

Wang Xuanzhen curled his lips and said, "Brother, do you look down on lust?"

Xiao Quanming sighed and said, "Brother, we have a life, it's not easy. Let's dig a hole. If you have the goods, you have to take it out with your head and you have no goods. You have to fill it in. This life is so exhausting. We may have to rest for a while when we go to remediate Wang Pang. If you want any cheap work, please help me."

"Oh, stop talking," Xiangque said with a headache: "I'm not a job for money, I'm just a voluntary help, two things, two things."

"That's it, I'll stare for a while and feel a little sleepy. Let's go to the place and write everything." Wang Xuanzhen yawned and fell asleep, closing her eyes.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Cao Qingdao was running at a speeding speed, and it took less than three hours to drive to Hohhot Airport. Xiang Que called Zhao Fangsheng, and the other party told him that he had been waiting for him for a long time. Cool... craftsman...; NetEase (1.'Authentic version", _w@He is all d thief&? Version 0bt

After Xiang Que contacted his person, he quickly walked out of the waiting hall and asked, "Is it Mr. Xiang? Mr. Zhao asked me to pick you up. The plane is waiting on the tarmac. Let's go here."

Xiang Que asked confusedly: "Is your Mr. Zhao so awesome? Can you let the plane wait for me?"

Wang Xuanzhen said with a sigh and said contemptuously: "Don't you know there is something called a private plane in this world? Oh, I'll go, the people who ask you for help are very domineering. I'll be proud of the rich. Otherwise, you can take me with you and do nothing, just look at it."

"Pang Wang, what should we do? Do you think we are old, weak, sick and disabled, and we need someone to take care of us? You can't leave us behind," Xiao Quanyou said pitifully.

Wang Xuanzhen said carelessly: "Together, let's go to Shanghai for a car to throw away from the airport. Anyway, there are ready-made planes to take."

Originally, they were picking up Xiang Que’s special plane, but on the way back, they actually picked up a large army. Except for Tang Wenyi who was thrown in the airport hotel, all five of them boarded the private plane sent by Zhao Fangsheng.

Two and a half hours later, a Bombardier glided at Shanghai Pudong Airport. After leaving the airport, two Mercedes-Benz and a group of people were picked up by 600 men.

A Mercedes-Benz sent the two brothers of the Xiao family and Wang Xuanzhen to their destination in Shanghai, and Xiang Que and Cao Qingdao were directly sent to the Sheshan villa.
Chapter completed!