When Zhang Yuanchang invited Qin Feng upstairs, the other guests on the fifth floor left voluntarily.
Even the housekeeper backed away and closed the door behind his back.
Zhu Dazhuang picked up the hairpin and observed it carefully.
"Say it nicely."
Zhang Yuanchang reminded: "You don't have a second chance to live."
Zhu Dazhuang tensed up and returned the hairpin to Qin Feng:
"I received this hairpin from a servant of the Song family."
"I started with 200,000 yuan, and the Mediterranean Heart above alone sold for more than 200 million yuan."
"I don't have that person's address, but I can use all my connections to help you find her."
Qin Feng held the card and asked, "He didn't say how the owner of the card is doing?"
He is very concerned about Wen Lan's current situation.
"No."
Zhu Dazhuang shook his head:
"It is the rule of our industry to treat goods rather than people, let alone inquire about the owners of things."
"But you can give me a day."
He was very confident: "I can help you find out the whereabouts of the owner of the card."
"Zhu Dazhuang has no other abilities, but he has a nickname."
"It's called Jiujiangtong."
"Wherever Jinling and Jiujiang passed, there was no news that he could not find out."
Zhang Yuanchang nodded: "If he can't give you any information within 24 hours, I will bring you his head."
He looked at Zhu Dazhuang: "You can use Jiujiang's power as long as you can help Mr. find the person."
Zhu Dazhuang's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he nodded: "I understand."
Qin Feng left the phone call and was about to leave.
"Brother Qin."
Zhang Yuanchang followed up:
"I have a heartfelt request, but I don't know if it's convenient for me to reveal it."
Qin Feng was confused: "What's wrong?"
"You said before that those two strings of beads would spread the plague."
"You see, I have been wearing this for many days. I am either sick at home or hospitalized..."
Zhang Yuanchang hesitated to speak: "Is there any way to solve this problem?"
The noble lady waiting at the door clenched her fingers, her pretty face full of worry.
Qin Feng reached out and opened Zhang Yuanchang's eyelids and nodded:
"Chronic febrile disease."
"After the hot-blooded bacteria are diluted, the transmissibility and fatality rate are greatly reduced."
"But symptoms of all stages of febrile disease will still occur."
"Even if it's cured, the person is still half useless if he doesn't die."
"I happened to treat a patient with fever before, and there was still one pill left in his hand."
"After you take it back, dilute it to 1:30 and give it to the patient to drink."
Qin Feng took out the pills and handed them to Zhang Yuanchang.
Seeing Zhang Yuanchang's face looking troubled, he asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"
Zhang Yuanchang smiled bitterly: "Maybe, not quite enough."
"not enough?"
Qin Feng was stunned: "How many patients do you have?"
Zhang Yuanchang looked back at the lady and stretched out a finger towards Qin Feng:
"More than one thousand……"
Qin Feng was dumbfounded.
After agreeing to personally visit the Zhang family in the next two days to detoxify the Zhang Yuanchang clan members, Qin Feng will leave Liuxing Pavilion.
"Mr. Qin."
Zhang Yuanchang suddenly spoke:
"I dare to ask, how do you know that person has spots on his face?"
He was puzzled. If he could even see through this, he would not be a human being, but a god.
Qin Feng paused:
"I dealt with dead people and visited mass graves."
"It's normal to have corpse spots on your body."
He warned: "Don't go near rivers recently. It's almost the middle of the Yuan Dynasty. You're too wet and you've been infected by several plagues. Be careful if you see things you shouldn't see."
After watching Qin Feng leave, the lady walked to Zhang Yuanchang:
"I didn't expect that he is so young and has such great medical skills."
"Old Zhang, we have met a noble man."
She was very moved and admired Qin Feng's youth and courage.
"Medical skills?"
Zhang Yuanchang looked at her:
"Do you know why he finally reminded me not to go near the river?"
The lady frowned: "Why?"
"You are the King of Jiujiang. If you don't touch the water, wouldn't you become the biggest joke in Jinling?"
"Do you really believe in ghosts and gods?"
"This is not your style."
Zhang Yuanchang was a ruthless character who carried two knives and cut down the Jiujiang community all the way from Jinjiajiang.
My biggest mantra in life is: If the Buddha doesn’t help me, I will help him.
Let such a person believe in ghosts and gods, unless he has water in his head.
"You misunderstood him."
Zhang Yuanchang shook his head:
"During this period, troubles kept happening in Jinjiajiang."
"Crews continue to go missing during night shipping, and a lot of important cargo is lost."
"It was because I went to investigate this matter that I felt unwell. On the way to the temple, I met the so-called eminent monk."
"After all, I haven't fully recovered yet, so a word from him as a doctor doesn't mean anything."
"But now it's clear that those people want to blind me, the King of Jiujiang, with the Buddhist beads, so that they can take advantage of the opportunity to swallow up Jin Jiajiang."
"It's a pity that their wishful thinking was wrong."
When he changed his gentleness, his body suddenly released the aura of the King of Jinling and Jiujiang.
"Are you planning to go to Jinjiajiang again?"
The lady knows her man very well: "But didn't that miracle doctor say you are the best..."
"Then he doesn't know who I am."
Zhang Yuanchang smiled coldly:
"Who dares to touch Jinling and Jiujiang?"
"If gods stand in the way, they will kill gods; if they stand in the way of Buddha, they will kill Buddha."
"Even if the Dragon King of the East China Sea appears, I will chop off his head with one knife."
"The water of Jiujiang is stained with blood!"
"boom!"
He slammed the table, and the solid mahogany square table instantly shattered, exploded into powder, and scattered in the air.
