Chapter 319 Preparing for a Birthday
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Wan Li Yu
"This……"
The caller originally believed that Zhang Yifeng was a miracle doctor, but at this moment, he hesitated again.
This is a difficult and complicated disease recognized by the world, but this miracle doctor actually said so readily that it can be cured!
Being highly educated and an intellectual, he knew that this was simply impossible. If this disease can be cured, it is considered a miracle. If it cannot be cured, that is the truth.
However, thinking that his mentor's health was getting worse day by day, he could only believe Zhang Yifeng, but his tone suddenly turned cold: "If you are a liar, I can guarantee that you will never end well."
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "If the treatment cannot be cured, I will not take any money. But I have a rule for treating diseases. You must provide me with the identity of the person receiving treatment. I am a principled person in treating diseases, and I am extremely vicious. I don’t treat people who are ill, and I don’t treat people who I think shouldn’t be treated.”
"I'm afraid this won't work." The other party frowned.
"Secret?" Zhang Yifeng smiled, and then said, "Then let his identity continue to be a secret. Anyway, it's not me who died."
"This... I have to discuss it with the superiors and then call you."
"Okay. Anyway, I'm fine today."
Zhang Yifeng hung up the phone and found a hotel nearby to stay.
He doesn't have many requirements for hotels. He just lives in an ordinary hotel. For him, as long as he has a place to shelter from the wind and rain.
Zhang Yifeng said he came to Jincheng to prepare first, but in fact he had nothing to prepare. He just called Zhang Kexin and asked how the Wen family planned this birthday.
Zhang Kexin said that this birthday was very grand, and there were so many guests. Some even invited A-list celebrities to come and congratulate Mr. Wen on his birthday.
The Wen family is an aristocratic family in Jincheng, so naturally this birthday will be held in their own residence.
Zhang Yifeng thought for a while, and since it was so grand, his situation on that day would definitely not be good. The people of the Wen family looked down on him from the bottom of their hearts.
However, he just wanted to slap all the Wen family members in the face and take Zhang Kexin away.
After calling his sister, Zhang Yifeng made another call.
After the call was dialed, a slightly unexpected voice came from the other side: "Zhang Yifeng, call me, are you okay?"
This voice was clear and bright, like an oriole emerging from the valley, and it was none other than Fang Keting.
"That's right. I would like to ask how much your appearance fee is?"
"What do you mean?"
"I have an old man at home celebrating his birthday, and I want to find someone who can liven up the atmosphere. However, he doesn't necessarily like pop singers, so I'm just asking temporarily. I'm not sure whether I want to invite you that day."
"So that's it, what time?"
"Three days later."
"Okay, if you need me, just give me a call and I'll be there. Don't mention the money, I already owe you. However, if you really need me, you have to give me a little advance notice. I'm in Jincheng."
"It's okay, the place is in Jincheng."
"In Jincheng? Wait, you're not talking about the Wen family, are you?" Fang Keting's surprised voice came.
"How do you know?" Zhang Yifeng asked doubtfully.
Fang Keting said lightly: "Jincheng is so big, and Mr. Wen's eightieth birthday was held in such a high-profile manner, it's hard not to know. The most important thing is that Wen's eldest son found me through connections and wanted to invite me to sing at the birthday party. This song was rejected by me. I don’t like this kind of situation. By the way, what’s your relationship with the Wen family?”
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "The old man of the Wen family is my grandfather whom I have never met."
"what?"
Fang Keting was a little confused. Although Zhang Yifeng only said one sentence, the relationship seems a bit complicated, grandpa? Never met? What's the relationship? Then Fang Keting shook her head and said, "Anyway, if you need me, all you need is a phone call. I live not far from Wen's house. If there's no traffic jam, it's only 10 minutes away."
"Yeah. I'll call you if necessary. That's it. Thanks in advance."
Zhang Yifeng said and hung up the phone directly.
Fang Keting on the opposite side smiled bitterly. This Zhang Yifeng was really not a good chatterer. When asked about something, he hung up the phone directly without saying a few words.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yifeng penetrated his mind into the storage ring. Since he was going to celebrate his grandpa's birthday, he naturally wanted to give a gift. Zhang Yifeng had to get a gift no matter what.
He suddenly remembered that he rescued a boy on the plane that day, and the boy's father gave him a landscape painting.
After Zhang Yifeng got a storage ring, he kept this painting in the storage ring.
Even if Zhang Yifeng is not a painter, he can still tell that this painting was made by everyone, and the charm of landscape and ink painting is fully displayed. The goshawk is like the finishing touch, making the whole painting full of aura.
The Wen family is a literary family, so it would be most appropriate to send a painting. It would be a waste to keep this painting with him.
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng was about to practice when the phone rang. After looking at the phone number, he connected directly and said calmly: "Have you figured it out?"
A serious voice came from the other side: "I can tell you the identity of my mentor, but you must keep it a secret."
"Don't worry, this is the medical ethics that every doctor has."
As soon as the other party finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng said decisively: "I will cure this disease."
Although Zhang Yifeng is from Lingyue Continent, he is also from Xia State. Zhang Yifeng's memory in this life is also his memory. Some of Zhang Yifeng's views on honor and disgrace in this life are also his views on honor and disgrace.
"Mr. Zhang, thank you. Where are you now? We will send someone to pick you up right away."
"A small hotel, it seems to be called Lieri Hotel. It's near the airport."
"Okay, just wait for us there. I will arrive in half an hour at most."
The other party hung up the phone in a hurry and probably went to drive.
Zhang Yifeng had nothing to do. After taking a divine refining pill, he continued to temper his body with spiritual energy.
The caller originally believed that Zhang Yifeng was a miracle doctor, but at this moment, he hesitated again.
This is a difficult and complicated disease recognized by the world, but this miracle doctor actually said so readily that it can be cured!
Being highly educated and an intellectual, he knew that this was simply impossible. If this disease can be cured, it is considered a miracle. If it cannot be cured, that is the truth.
However, thinking that his mentor's health was getting worse day by day, he could only believe Zhang Yifeng, but his tone suddenly turned cold: "If you are a liar, I can guarantee that you will never end well."
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "If the treatment cannot be cured, I will not take any money. But I have a rule for treating diseases. You must provide me with the identity of the person receiving treatment. I am a principled person in treating diseases, and I am extremely vicious. I don’t treat people who are ill, and I don’t treat people who I think shouldn’t be treated.”
"I'm afraid this won't work." The other party frowned.
"Secret?" Zhang Yifeng smiled, and then said, "Then let his identity continue to be a secret. Anyway, it's not me who died."
"This... I have to discuss it with the superiors and then call you."
"Okay. Anyway, I'm fine today."
Zhang Yifeng hung up the phone and found a hotel nearby to stay.
He doesn't have many requirements for hotels. He just lives in an ordinary hotel. For him, as long as he has a place to shelter from the wind and rain.
Zhang Yifeng said he came to Jincheng to prepare first, but in fact he had nothing to prepare. He just called Zhang Kexin and asked how the Wen family planned this birthday.
Zhang Kexin said that this birthday was very grand, and there were so many guests. Some even invited A-list celebrities to come and congratulate Mr. Wen on his birthday.
The Wen family is an aristocratic family in Jincheng, so naturally this birthday will be held in their own residence.
Zhang Yifeng thought for a while, and since it was so grand, his situation on that day would definitely not be good. The people of the Wen family looked down on him from the bottom of their hearts.
However, he just wanted to slap all the Wen family members in the face and take Zhang Kexin away.
After calling his sister, Zhang Yifeng made another call.
After the call was dialed, a slightly unexpected voice came from the other side: "Zhang Yifeng, call me, are you okay?"
This voice was clear and bright, like an oriole emerging from the valley, and it was none other than Fang Keting.
"That's right. I would like to ask how much your appearance fee is?"
"What do you mean?"
"I have an old man at home celebrating his birthday, and I want to find someone who can liven up the atmosphere. However, he doesn't necessarily like pop singers, so I'm just asking temporarily. I'm not sure whether I want to invite you that day."
"So that's it, what time?"
"Three days later."
"Okay, if you need me, just give me a call and I'll be there. Don't mention the money, I already owe you. However, if you really need me, you have to give me a little advance notice. I'm in Jincheng."
"It's okay, the place is in Jincheng."
"In Jincheng? Wait, you're not talking about the Wen family, are you?" Fang Keting's surprised voice came.
"How do you know?" Zhang Yifeng asked doubtfully.
Fang Keting said lightly: "Jincheng is so big, and Mr. Wen's eightieth birthday was held in such a high-profile manner, it's hard not to know. The most important thing is that Wen's eldest son found me through connections and wanted to invite me to sing at the birthday party. This song was rejected by me. I don’t like this kind of situation. By the way, what’s your relationship with the Wen family?”
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "The old man of the Wen family is my grandfather whom I have never met."
"what?"
Fang Keting was a little confused. Although Zhang Yifeng only said one sentence, the relationship seems a bit complicated, grandpa? Never met? What's the relationship? Then Fang Keting shook her head and said, "Anyway, if you need me, all you need is a phone call. I live not far from Wen's house. If there's no traffic jam, it's only 10 minutes away."
"Yeah. I'll call you if necessary. That's it. Thanks in advance."
Zhang Yifeng said and hung up the phone directly.
Fang Keting on the opposite side smiled bitterly. This Zhang Yifeng was really not a good chatterer. When asked about something, he hung up the phone directly without saying a few words.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yifeng penetrated his mind into the storage ring. Since he was going to celebrate his grandpa's birthday, he naturally wanted to give a gift. Zhang Yifeng had to get a gift no matter what.
He suddenly remembered that he rescued a boy on the plane that day, and the boy's father gave him a landscape painting.
After Zhang Yifeng got a storage ring, he kept this painting in the storage ring.
Even if Zhang Yifeng is not a painter, he can still tell that this painting was made by everyone, and the charm of landscape and ink painting is fully displayed. The goshawk is like the finishing touch, making the whole painting full of aura.
The Wen family is a literary family, so it would be most appropriate to send a painting. It would be a waste to keep this painting with him.
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng was about to practice when the phone rang. After looking at the phone number, he connected directly and said calmly: "Have you figured it out?"
A serious voice came from the other side: "I can tell you the identity of my mentor, but you must keep it a secret."
"Don't worry, this is the medical ethics that every doctor has."
As soon as the other party finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng said decisively: "I will cure this disease."
Although Zhang Yifeng is from Lingyue Continent, he is also from Xia State. Zhang Yifeng's memory in this life is also his memory. Some of Zhang Yifeng's views on honor and disgrace in this life are also his views on honor and disgrace.
"Mr. Zhang, thank you. Where are you now? We will send someone to pick you up right away."
"A small hotel, it seems to be called Lieri Hotel. It's near the airport."
"Okay, just wait for us there. I will arrive in half an hour at most."
The other party hung up the phone in a hurry and probably went to drive.
Zhang Yifeng had nothing to do. After taking a divine refining pill, he continued to temper his body with spiritual energy.
