Sleepless Doctor

Zheng Qingmu didn't understand Wu Mian's meaning for a while, he just nodded vaguely.

"Doctor Wu, the boats and cars are struggling, then you have a rest?" Zhuang Yongzhi asked.

"Don't rush to the hotel." Wu Mian smiled, "I'll wait for Mr. Zheng's news first. If I want to see a doctor, I won't delay in Xiangjiang."

Seeing Wu Mian's insistence, Zhuang Yongzhi didn't say more.

"I'll discuss with Inuzi." Zheng Qingmu said with a sigh.

After a few more words, Chuang Jiaqi took Wu Mian and others to leave, leaving only Zheng Qingmu and Zhuang Yongzhi in the house.

"Brother Yongzhi, do you think this Little Immortal Master's statement is credible?" Zheng Qingmu asked with a hollow gaze, ghostly.

This kind of thing cannot be solved with his best commercial thinking and commercial methods. Zheng Qingmu is sitting on trillions of property, but he is helpless.

"Qingmu, do you think Doctor Wu is too young?" Zhuang Yongzhi asked.

"Yeah." Zheng Qingmu nodded. When Wu Mian left, he didn't need to perfuse, but directly admitted.

"You have known about my father for a long time." Zhuang Yongzhi said, "At that time, my father was weak and was taken advantage of by evil spirits. He almost succeeded in changing his shape. Everyone was helpless. Tao Ruo introduced Master Lin and his junior uncle, and I too I have doubts, but after they came..."

As he said, Zhuang Yongzhi paused, as if he was reminiscing the previous scene.

Zheng Qingmu calmed down and did not urge Zhuang Yongzhi, but just listened quietly.

"The surgeon from Massachusetts at that time... Kiyaki, you didn't see Professor Barack. He usually looks awkward and doesn't look pleasing to his eyes. Especially after knowing that I had hired someone, Professor Barack came yelling. Again, saying I don't trust him."

"Well, Lin Kai is what happened that day." Zheng Qingmu said.

"But after Professor Barack saw Dr. Wu, his whole person changed." Zhuang Yongzhi pondered, wondering what should be used to describe it, and then said a few seconds later, "He was cat lying on his waist and ran to Dr. Wu to face him. The people I brought started scolded. It looked like a dog."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, no one would have believed it." Zhuang Yongzhi sighed and said, "At the time I thought it was just a coincidence, a Taoist genius, who has his own place in the medical field. After all, the old saying goes, "Ten Dao" Nine doctors, this is also possible. But..."

"But what?"

"Oh." Zhuang Yongzhi sighed softly, "I heard that the golden Boeing went to the provincial capital of Montenegro, but I don't believe it. Maybe it's just a misunderstanding. How could that big figure have something to do with Dr. Wu?"

"Golden Boeing is here today. I saw Dr. Wu get off the plane, and the Rothschild person took off the plane personally. I guess... the rumors are true."

Zheng Qingmu's expression was solemn.

"Well, I think it is not only true, but the rumors are only part of the guess. The relationship between Dr. Wu and the Rothschild family is closer than I thought."

Zheng Qingmu shook his head, his face withered, gray hair, looking much older.

"The so-called people who have thunder in their chest and face like Pinghu can worship the general." Zhuang Yongzhi said, "I was scared and suspicious when Qingmu first told you about this experience. But did you notice it just now?"

"What did you notice?" Zheng Qingmu asked.

Today he was out of mind and asked a lot of things.

Zhuang Yongzhi knows that Zheng Qingmu is usually capable and decisive. Seeing how he looks like this, thinking of his father being transformed, he feels distressed.

"I saw that the expressions of other people have changed, only Dr. Wu's expression is as usual, not the slightest surprise." Zhuang Yongzhi said, "I had an idea at the time-Dr. Wu had known it for a long time, and even he had already figured out a solution. ."

"Solved?" Zheng Qingmu said incredulously, "Brother Yongzhi, do you think this matter can be resolved?! To be honest, when Dr. Wu said it, I didn't think he understood the depth of the matter, and just talked casually."

"Qingmu, there was no way when my father was taken away." Zhuang Yongzhi said cautiously.

Zheng Qingmu was silent.

"Try it, Doctor Wu is powerful." Zhuang Yongzhi said, "Qingmu, I think Zhou Qinyin's affairs should also be handed over to Doctor Wu and Lao Yushan."

"Zhou Qinyin is not from my Zheng family." Zheng Qingmu said coldly, "Lin Kai has given him a chance to be a fool, but who knows it has caused a huge disturbance."

Zhuang Yongzhi was silent. He held up the tea bowl in front of him. The tea soup was cold. He didn't seem to feel it. He shook it twice and took a sip of the tea soup.

The two did not speak, nor looked at each other, each had their own concerns.

After a long time, Zheng Qingmu said, "Brother Yongzhi, I just received news that Mr. Chu said he would come."

"Huh!?" Zhuang Yongzhi was taken aback.

"I don't know exactly why. Mr. Chu hasn't actively contacted my Zheng family since he went to Southeast Asia." Zheng Qingmu said, "This is my Zheng family's fault~www.wuxiaspot.com~ sorry Chu. Old gentleman. But you still have to tie the bell to untie the bell. Old Mr. Chu could see through all of this thirty years ago, and he will definitely be able to solve it now."

"He really said he was coming?" Zhuang Yongzhi asked.

"I have been preparing for today for these years." Zheng Qingmu said, "Mr. Chu is almost here, and he is coming with... and my son... Zheng Linyuan."

The words "My Son" came out of Zheng Qingmu's mouth a bit blunt, weird, and very raw, even a little bit of fear and disgust.

Zheng Qingmu is not talking about his son, or even a stranger, but a homeless man who is covered with flies and will go bankrupt at any time.

Zhuang Yongzhi concentrated on Zheng Qingmu and looked at Zheng Qingmu seriously.

"Brother Yongzhi, it's not that I'm low-hearted." Zheng Qingmu sighed and said, "I'm already old. In these years, when the night is quiet, I will think of my brother and me."

"You can't empathize with your own body, what kind of horror it is. I have done a lot of effort, chatting with him, communicating with him, wanting to know his thoughts. I even worried that he would know my thinking, learn meditation, Empty yourself."

Zhuang Yongzhi looked at Zheng Qingmu and sighed softly.

"But no matter what I think of, I can't contact him." Zheng Qingmu continued, "I think our brothers have reconciled, at least from my point of view. As for his forgiveness for not forgiving me..."

"If he shows up now and wants to control this smelly skin, I agree." Zheng Qingmu sighed and said softly.

At this time it was only mid-October, and the temperature in Xiangjiang was more than 20 degrees warm and pleasant.

But when Zheng Qingmu talked about his "brother," Zhuang Yongzhi would feel the wind and wind, and there were faint ghosts crying around.

He lowered his head, not looking at Zheng Qingmu's expression.

reconciliation? Is it that easy? Zhuang Yongzhi didn't believe it.