Zombie Cultivation in the City

"Mr. Miracle Doctor, Mr. Miracle Doctor..."

After chasing him for two steps, Jon stood in front of Li Zhiqiu again, and gave a business card with both hands: "Mr. Miracle Doctor, if you can help our president, money and everything is fine."

"Mr. Jon, your Chinese still needs to be improved."

Reaching out to take the business card, Li Zhiqiu patted the other person's shoulder with a smile, but the height of Jon, who is an American, is different from that of Chinese people, which makes him a little taller than 175 in harmony.According to the Chinese meaning of broad and profound, Li Zhiqiu does not think that the other party can fulfill his promise. For him, money is just something outside of him.

"Mr. Miracle Doctor, this..."

Hearing Li Zhiqiu's words, Jon felt a little baffled, but when he wanted to say something more, he found that the genius doctor was walking forward again, and hurried forward.

"Zhiqiu, that foreigner has caught up again."

Following Li Zhiqiu, Liu Wei turned to look at the persevering foreign man, and said something involuntarily.

"Mr. Jon, what else do you want?"

Turning around and asking Jon, Li Zhiqiu was really afraid that if the other party kept following him like this, the interest in the game would be completely ruined. The stubbornness of Americans in this regard is indeed respectful and fearful.

"Mr. Miracle Doctor, can you...can you give me a... contact method?"

Panting and speaking with difficulty, Jon discovered his serious lack of Chinese, and made up his mind to make up for it.But the most important thing for him now is to get the contact information of the genius doctor, that's the most important thing.

In fact, Jon has no choice. As the assistant to the president of the Sorov Foundation, Will Sorov, the president he serves, is seriously ill. Take your chances in the country.

It has been more than half a month since he came to the Republic. Under the treatment of the miraculous Chinese medicine, although Will Sorov's condition has been temporarily curbed, the mysterious Chinese medicine still has no way to completely cure the disease.

Early this morning, Will Sorov, who was lying on the hospital bed, had a whim and wanted to see the wonder of the world, the Great Wall. No matter how they tried to persuade him, even his granddaughter Claire couldn't change his decision.

Not long after climbing the Great Wall, Jon, who had to deal with some matters, was about to go back to deal with it first, but he saw the scene of Li Zhiqiu saving someone, as if he saw a sacred door to save the president.Based on the principle of finding fault rather than letting it go, Qiao En desperately wanted to get Li Zhiqiu's contact information. This might be the last chance for their president.

"Do you have a pen?"

Looking at Jon with a disturbed expression, Li Zhiqiu's heart moved, and he asked a question casually.

"Pen? Yes, yes, yes."

Quickly took out a pen from his handbag, Jon held it in both hands and handed it to the other party, and then took out a notebook.

"Well, I hope the Great Wall can leave a good memory for Mr. Jon."

After writing his name and mobile phone number on the notebook, Li Zhiqiu smiled at Qiao En, turned around and walked forward with Liu Wei.Leaving your own contact information, one is to touch Jon's heart of protecting the Lord, and the other is because this Sorov Group is one of the few pro-republic factions in the American consortium, but it is a pity that Sorov's ZTE Will Sorov passed away prematurely, causing the huge Sorov Group to fall apart.Now that we met him, Li Zhiqiu felt that he could help if he could. After all, he was still a member of the Republic.

Looking at the back of Li Zhiqiu leaving, and looking at the phone number recorded in the book in his hand, Jon shook his right hand vigorously.

He raised the watch in his left hand and looked at it. Jon, who remembered something, made a phone call and walked back quickly.

"Zhiqiu, can you cure that president's illness?"

After the foreigner left, Liu Wei calmed down and asked the boy curiously.

"do not know."

In his previous life, he only knew that the death of Will Sorov caused a huge money empire to fall apart after several years of staggering persistence, but Li Zhiqiu didn't know what disease the other party was suffering from.At that time, he didn't care about things in the unexpected world at all, not to mention that he had only a little bit of spiritual power in his previous life, even if he knew it, it wouldn't help.

"Then how did you promise him?"

After hearing the boy's answer, Liu Wei looked at Li Zhiqiu with a look of astonishment. He was an international friend, and the other party knew that being fooled was not a trivial matter.

"Did I promise?"

"This…"

After Li Zhiqiu said this, Liu Wei remembered that Li Zhiqiu had never promised the other party anything from the beginning to the end, but he was still a little worried: "Then why did you give him back his phone number?"

"I just want to try my luck to see if I am lucky. I happen to know the person's condition. As a republican, you have to be tolerant, not to mention that the person is really cured. I think the Americans will not be stingy." of."

Regarding this point, Li Zhiqiu had already thought about it, but what he said was half true and half false.Possessing spiritual power, Li Zhiqiu knew that most of the patients in this secular world were paper tigers in front of him, and besides, he had nothing to lose if he really couldn't cure Will Sorov.According to the original historical trajectory, the other party was a person who was about to die, and he gave the other party a chance.

Seeing that Li Zhiqiu said that, Liu Wei didn't worry about this issue any more, instead she cared about another thing: "Zhiqiu, who did you learn your medical skills from?"

"I learned from a wandering doctor when I was young."

"You Fang Doctor?"

"That's right, when that Youfang Langzhong passed by our village, he collapsed exhausted in front of our house. I thought he was pitiful, so I gave him something to eat, but the Youfang Langzhong thought I was a good character, so he gave it to me. A medical book, I learned a little medical book."

"It turns out that's the case. Sure enough, good people are rewarded with good rewards."

After listening to Li Zhiqiu's explanation, Liu Wei nodded without doubt.

"..."

"Zhiqiu, did that wandering doctor leave without leaving any name after he gave you the medical book? You just read the medical book by yourself and learned the miraculous medical skills."

Seeing Liu Wei's dazed appearance, Yang Min who was walking aside couldn't stand it any longer, so he interrupted.

"Teacher Yang, how do you know?"

Hearing Yang Min's words, Li Zhiqiu asked in pretended surprise.

"That's what it says in those novels."

Spreading his hands, Yang Min said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, Zhiqiu, so you lied to me. Don't run away..."

After Yang Min said that, Liu Wei, who came back to his senses, didn't know that what Li Zhiqiu said just now was perfunctory, so he pinched the boy angrily.

"Principal, I didn't lie to you, I just told you a story."

He just made up a popular story, and Li Zhiqiu didn't expect the beautiful principal to believe it. With his IQ, he might be sold and paid for.

"That's all, I let you."

Liu Wei, who felt that she had lost her face, would not let the boy go easily, even pinching him a few times could not relieve her hatred.

"Jon, it seems that you are going to exercise hard."

Seeing Jon who was sweating profusely, Will Sorov, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said jokingly that a person with a good attitude could not tell that he was dying, but his pale face and dry skin illustrates the unchanging fact.

"I also want to go for morning jogs with the president more often."

Said with a smile, looking at the terminally ill president, Jon, who bears the grace of knowing him, almost couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes.

"Hahaha, I really hope that day will come."

Regarding his body, Will Sorov, who couldn't be more clear, didn't have any depression. He had been ill for many years, and he had long since put his life and death aside, but he couldn't let go of his granddaughter and his life's achievements.

"Grandpa, let's go back early."

Pulling the blanket on Grandpa's lap, Claire Sorov, who was pushing the cart, advised softly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"it is good."

Will Sorov, who patted his granddaughter's hand and didn't want his granddaughter to worry, nodded in agreement.

Back at the People's Liberation Army General Hospital, Jon, who finally had the opportunity to be alone with Claire Sorov, reported on meeting Li Zhiqiu today.

"Jon, why did you wait until now to report something so important?"

Hearing that there was a genius doctor all of a sudden, Claire Sorov still couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, and asked angrily.Although it has been more than half a month since she accompanied her grandfather to the Republic, and she has seen many so-called miraculous doctors, and none of them can do anything about her grandfather's illness, Claire Sorov doesn't want to give up any hope, even if How slim it is.

"Miss, I am afraid that the president will be disappointed again, so I report to you alone."

Knowing the boss's illness well, Jon didn't want to cause the boss's ups and downs again. If something went wrong, he couldn't be responsible.

"I'm sorry, um, then let's go ask that miracle doctor now."

After hearing Jon's explanation, Claire also calmed down. She knew that the assistant to the president was loyal to her grandfather just because she was too excited.

"Miss, please wait."

Seeing that Claire was so anxious, Jon quickly stopped her.If he hadn't miscalculated, that genius doctor might still be on the Great Wall. Not to mention whether he could find him in the vast crowd, it just disturbed the other party's interest in playing. The gain outweighs the loss.

"What else?"

Looking at Jon suspiciously, Claire did not get angry.Thinking of her grandpa lying on the sickbed, Claire wished she could immediately pull that miracle doctor to her grandfather to treat her illness.

"Miss, the miracle doctor of this republic..."

"In this case, I will personally invite that genius doctor tonight."

"Yes."

After spending some time talking, Jon finally dispelled Claire's desire to immediately pull the genius doctor over, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Having known the Republic, he knows some strange tempers.

After playing on the Great Wall for a long time, Li Zhiqiu and others, who had a full-time driver, first ate authentic Beijing roast duck, and then went to the Forbidden City to play.

When I got back to the hotel, it was already 06:30 in the evening. Li Zhiqiu, who had just walked into the hotel lobby, saw several foreigners coming up to him.One of them was Jon who had met once during the day, and the leader was a blond and blue-eyed exotic beauty.

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