"Okay, no problem." Zhang Xuan agreed without thinking. He is still very good at investing in this regard. In Zhang Xuan's opinion, an investment of one million yuan is a very simple thing, and the pros and cons analysis is also very easy.

Listening to Zhang Xuan's answer, Qiuyu narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Brother Zhang, then thank you. My second uncle and the others will arrive today. Maybe they will talk about this during dinner. Then you can go with me."

Zhang Xuan gave Qiuyu an OK gesture.

Zhang Xuanzheng and Qiuyu were walking towards the hotel when they received a call from President Ma.

As soon as the phone was answered, President Ma's anxious voice rang on the phone, "My little master, come to the hospital quickly, there is something wrong with it."

"Please?" Zhang Xuan heard this and felt that this matter had something to do with the middle-aged woman in the morning. "Okay, I'll go there now."

"Thank you so hard, Master."

After Zhang Xuan hung up the phone, he told Qiuyu to contact him for dinner and rushed to the hospital.

When they arrived at the hospital, the father and daughter who Zhang Xuan had treated him in the morning had already left. The other party left a business card and asked President Ma to hand it over to Zhang Xuan. At the same time, the President Ma told him that if Zhang Xuan had any help, he could contact them.

People who play antiques generally have a wealthy family background and dare not touch them if they don’t have hundreds of millions of dollars.

However, Zhang Xuan took the business card at will, without even paying attention to his name. When Zhang Xuan really had to ask someone to help, something big would be going on around the world.

Under the leadership of President Ma, Zhang Xuan came to the ward in the morning.

As soon as he opened the ward door, the situation in the room scared Zhang Xuan.

The entire ward was covered with people, all of whom were wearing big men in suits, and one person was wearing casual clothes, exuding an official power, constantly scolding the doctors in the ward.

All the doctors lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.

When the ward door was opened by Zhang Xuan, everyone in the room focused their eyes on Zhang Xuan at this moment.

President Ma immediately introduced, "Come on, Master, let me introduce you to you. This is Director Fan of our Yinzhou Health Bureau, Director Fan, and this is the magic doctor Zhang Xiao. Even Mr. Yan Li thinks that his first-hand medical skills are inferior. He is definitely the leader of the younger generation."

"Oh." Zhang Xuan nodded indifferently.

Director Fan looked Zhang Xuan from head to toe with a scrutiny look, and then said, "I heard you can save someone?"

Director Fan's eyes and attitude made Zhang Xuan very upset. He asked back: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Director Fan snorted coldly: "Boy, do you know who you are talking to? Believe me or not, your medical qualification certificate will be revoked!"

"I know." Zhang Xuan nodded, "Is an official? But I'm sorry, I don't have that thing in the medical qualification certificate."

"Are you provoking me?" Director Fan narrowed his eyes, feeling like he was not angry and threatening. The doctors standing next to him were afraid to see him.

"Okay, talk to the little genius doctor and pay attention to your tone." At this time, a voice sounded beside the hospital bed.

The men in black who were standing in front of the hospital bed separated from the left and right, allowing Zhang Xuan to see the person talking. This was a man in his fifties, wearing a black Zhongshan suit, and the man wore a jasper ring on his left thumb, with a rosy complexion.

As soon as the middle-aged man opened his mouth, Director Fan immediately closed his mouth and shouted respectfully, "Mr. Zhao."

Mr. Zhao was originally sitting beside the bed, and now stood up and walked towards Zhang Xuan, "Little magic doctor, although I, Mr. Zhao, do not understand medical skills, I also know the truth about the parents of the doctor. Now the patient is lying in front of you, and you can treat it, why not?"

"Ha." Zhang Xuan chuckled, "It was some people who said I couldn't cure."

Mr. Zhao smiled slightly, "It turns out that the little miracle doctor is angry. So, I will make the little miracle doctor disrespect that person in the morning. How about apologizing to the little miracle doctor?"

After Mr. Zhao finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman had a little embarrassed, "Second brother, why should I apologize to him? There are so many capable people in this world."

"There are many capable people, but how long do you think the third brother can last?" Mr. Zhao played with the ring on the thumb on his left hand and said, "Apologize."

"I..." A trace of struggle appeared on the middle-aged woman's face.

"Hurry, apologize." Mr. Zhao spoke again.

"Second brother, I..." The middle-aged woman just didn't want to say those words in the morning. Now she has to apologize to a junior in front of so many people. How embarrassing it is!

"Apology!" Mr. Zhao, who had always been very calm, suddenly shouted loudly, and his voice suddenly increased.

This sound scared the middle-aged woman so much that she didn't dare to say anything more. She walked to Zhang Xuan and whispered: "I'm sorry."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xuan used his right little finger to clean his ears, "There are too many earwaxes, I didn't hear them."

Mr. Zhao stood aside, and his voice calmed down again, "Speak louder."

"I'm sorry!" the middle-aged woman shouted these three words loudly, her face full of embarrassment.

"Who are you apologizing to? What's sorry?" Zhang Xuan asked with a playful look on his face.

The middle-aged woman frowned, "Don't go too far!"

"Oh." Zhang Xuan nodded, turned around and was about to leave.

Mr. Zhao spoke again: "Be sincere."

The middle-aged woman subconsciously glanced around and took a deep breath, "Little miracle doctor, I'm sorry, I was abrupt in the morning, and I shouldn't have spoken that way."

"Haha, this is not bad." Zhang Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

After the middle-aged woman said this, she immediately got into the crowd. This apology made her feel very embarrassed.

Mr. Zhao took a few steps forward, "Little miracle doctor, you should be satisfied now. Can you help me and save my third brother?"

"It's still a bit difficult." Zhang Xuan frowned slightly, "Mr. Zhao, right? You know, I don't have a medical qualification certificate. Now Director Fan is here. I'm afraid I don't follow the rules when I practice medicine in front of him."

Mr. Zhao looked at Director Fan.

Director Fan quickly waved his hand, "There are no rules and irregular things, just save people boldly."

"Okay." Zhang Xuan walked to the bed and looked at the middle-aged man lying on the bed. The other party was now completely in a coma, with an oxygen hood on his face to maintain it.

Zhang Xuan sighed, shook his head, and walked aside.

Zhang Xuan's action made Mr. Zhao's heart sank, and he hurriedly asked: "Little miracle doctor, how is my third brother's current situation?"

Regarding the patient's condition, the hospital has given a report that toxins may not be able to spread in the body at any time, so Mr. Zhao and others are so anxious.

Zhang Xuan grinned, "He is in good condition. As long as he detoxifies, he will wake up."

When Mr. Zhao heard Zhang Xuan say this, a hint of joy appeared on his face, "Then ask the little genius doctor to save people."

"Save someone? Who said I want to treat him?" Zhang Xuan looked puzzled.
Chapter completed!