After this incident, Wang Zekun continued to drive with a heavy heart.

Seeing this, Qin Xi said angrily, "The truth is in front of you, you can remove the fog at any time. Now, concentrate on driving."

Wang Zekun quickly restrained his mind. Although he was skeptical about the talisman paper given by Qin Xi, he wanted to know the truth of the year too much, so he did not refuse.

Soon, the first stop arrived, and it was one of the leaders, Professor Zhang's house.

Wang Zekun knocked on the door, and it was Professor Zhang's wife who opened the door. She was about 45-6 years old, dressed in plain clothes and had a normal appearance, but her voice retained the softness of her youth, which made it very comfortable to listen to.

It's just that there are too many things happening these days, making Rumu's voice thick hoarse and tired.

"Who are you looking for?"

At this time, her eyes were full of red blood, and her whole person looked extremely haggard, her face was slightly yellow, she looked like she was sick, and her rickety body was shaking.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm Wang Zekun, do you still remember me?"

Wang Zekun stepped forward and asked politely.

"Oh, so it's you, come in!"

Aunt Zhang looked at him carefully for a long time, and then barely recognized him. She pulled the corner of her mouth and reached out to open the door to invite them in.

Wang Zexuan and Qin Xi entered the room. The layout of the room was very simple, almost at a glance. There was a set of tables and chairs against the wall, and a wooden cabinet with a wall clock and some small decorations. Potted green plants, even in winter, the growth is full of vitality.

There is a faint floral fragrance in the house, which is very pleasant.

The two entered the room, and Mrs. Zhang looked at the strange Qin Xi.

"Uh, Ze Kun, who is this girl..."

"Aunt Zhang, this is the genius doctor Qin who healed my father. I told you before that my father's health is now fine, so my father asked the genius doctor Qin to help Professor Zhang see a doctor!"

Wang Zekun said that the wind was light and the clouds were calm, but hearing it in Mrs. Zhang's ears was as shocking as thunder.

She widened her eyes, tears did not flow down by herself, she covered her mouth in disbelief, and even swallowed, "What are you saying is true? Is there any help for our old Zhang?"

Seeing that her emotions were out of control, Wang Zekun immediately comforted her and said, "Don't worry, Auntie Zhang, my father is all right. If I hadn't stopped him, he would have been clamoring to come over!"

Madam Zhang excitedly took Qin Xi's hand and said incoherently, "Are you really a genius doctor? Can you really cure my old Zhang? Little girl, don't lie to me, this old man!"

The Wang family called before and said that Mr. Wang was all right. At that time, she didn't know what she was thinking about, so she didn't pay much attention to this matter.

Maybe subconsciously, this is probably a dream!

Now Qin Xi is standing here beautifully, although she looks young, but since Wang Zekun said that she can cure Lao Zhang, what else does she have to say?

Qin Xi said solemnly, "Don't worry, I will definitely give you a healthy Professor Zhang."

Being led to Professor Zhang's room, Qin Xi saw the skinny old man lying on the cot at a glance.

The old man's complexion was sallow, his lips were chapped, his hair was messy, his eyebrows were sparse, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be asleep, very peaceful.

Mrs. Zhang wiped her tears and said, "I just took him to check many times before, but the hospital couldn't find the cause, and even the experts were helpless. In the end, I didn't know what to do, so I could only wait for a miracle to happen. ."

Qin Xi walked to Professor Zhang's side and probed for his pulse. The conclusion he came to was indeed the same as Mr. Wang's. Since that's the case, it's much simpler.