Cities: The Goddess of Salvation at the start rewards ten sets of courtyard houses

Dr. Zhao broke out in a cold sweat on the spot. Fortunately, he checked the side again. Otherwise, when the carcinoma in situ spreads next year, he, the director of the hospital, will be done.

And the moment Mr. Ye got the test report, his doubts about Zhang Qian completely dissipated.

In addition to the heirs of Yan Wang Zhang, there are still people who have this kind of vision, who can tell the difference between life and death at a glance.

Zhang Qian opened the door, and when he saw the two people standing outside, his expression was a little strange.

He didn't expect the two to come so quickly.

"Thank you, old man."

"Mr. Zhang." Mr. Xie's attitude was obviously more respectful than yesterday.

Zhang Qian turned slightly to let the two of them in.

After the three of them sat down, Zhang Qian poured them another cup of tea.

Mr. Xie smelled the fragrance of tea and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, I came here this time to ask for your help."

"Is it Mr. Xie's illness?" Zhang Qian asked pretending not to know.

But Mr. Xie shook his head and said, "I'm not in a hurry. As long as carcinoma in situ doesn't spread, it won't do any harm to the body."

"I'm here this time to ask you to help me see my second daughter's illness."

"Second daughter?" Zhang Qian asked.

"Yes, my second daughter got a serious illness a few years ago and has been bedridden since then, so I want you to see it."

Mr. Xie looked at Zhang Qian nervously.

"It's not a troublesome thing, so let me go with you."

While talking, Zhang Qian had already stood up.

But before he left, Mr. Xie smiled and waved his hands, telling him to sit down: "No, no, I've already brought him here."

Then two more people walked in.

A middle-aged man and a woman in a wheelchair.

Zhang Qian's eyes fell on the woman, she was very beautiful, with an almost perfect oval face, big eyes, and there was no flaw in her facial features.

The only downside is that her face is too white.

Her pale face made her look sickly, and her charm was also compromised.

"This is my second daughter, Xie Lingling, please show me, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Qian used his wisdom eyes to glance at Xie Lingling, and immediately all the problems in her body appeared.

Then he frowned.

"How is Mr. Zhang?" Mr. Xie asked quickly.

Zhang Qian closed his eyes, thought for a while, and then said: "It's not very easy, the second lady has hurt her roots. I don't know what disease she had at the beginning, but that disease hurt her body."

"Usually with this kind of disease, you don't live long at all."

"That's because you, Xie Jia, are rich and powerful, hanging her life with tonics all day long, and that's why she has survived until now."

What Zhang Qian said was very clear.

Everyone's eyes were full of disappointment, Mr. Xie sighed softly.

"A miraculous doctor said the same thing to me before, but I always feel that there is still hope, alas! It seems that destiny is inevitable."

Mr. Xie, who was already very old, was secretly sad.

No one around dared to speak.

Zhang Qian was also silent, he really wanted to help the Xie family, but he was really powerless.

But at this moment, Zhang Qian's cell phone rang suddenly.

He took it out and opened it, and he froze on the spot.

"Hey! I've caused trouble for Mr. Zhang today, and it's inconvenient for us to disturb you any longer, so we'll leave now."

"By the way, this is 1000 million, which is considered as the consultation fee for this time."

Mr. Xie stood up and put a bank card on the table.

Zhang Qian also stood up, but instead of looking at the bank card, he looked at Mr. Xie and said, "Mr., please wait a moment. I seem to have a way to cure her."

Mr. Xie was overjoyed when he heard the words.

"What Mr. Zhang said is true?"

"I can't guarantee it, but I have to try it anyway." Zhang Qian said.

"Then try it, try it boldly, my Xie family can prepare anything you need." Mr. Xie had never heard of the smile on his face.

The middle-aged man who came in just now frowned slightly.

"Mr. Zhang, you couldn't be treated just now, why did you change your mind now?"

"This..." Zhang Qian really didn't know what to say.

He really didn't know how to treat it just now, but just now the system sent him a text message, which contained all the methods of treatment, written in great detail.

Zhang Qian glanced at the phone subconsciously.

Naturally, this little move couldn't hide the eyes of the old fox present.

"Could it be Hades..." The middle-aged man thought like lightning, and immediately thought of something, and blurted out.

But before he finished speaking, Mr. Xie said with a straight face: "Chongshan, be careful with your words."

Ye Chongshan immediately shut his mouth obediently.

Mr. Xie turned his head to look at Zhang Qian, and said with a smile, "What does Mr. Zhang have to say, or is there anything we need to do?"

Zhang Qian thought for a while and said, "I'll write you a prescription, and you just follow the prescription to get the medicine."

Then he wrote a prescription, which was naturally plagiarized from the system, and he even forgot it a few times in the middle, so he had to take out his mobile phone to have a look.

Ye Chongshan stood aside, hesitant to speak.