This free clinic lasted from morning to evening. Even at lunchtime, everyone did not leave the free clinic. They just asked the hospital cafeteria to send some food. They took a few mouthfuls of tea and continued to see the patients in the long queue.

After a free clinic all day, everyone was a little tired. What they wanted most was to go home and take a hot shower, then lie on the bed and have a good sleep, so that their tired brain could get a rest. So when Zhang Wenzhong asked to invite them to dinner, although they all wanted to go, they finally declined.

Zhang Wenzhong did not insist. After walking out of Yongcheng Hospital with everyone, he smiled and said goodbye and left, preparing to go home alone. However, at this moment, his cell phone rang, took out and looked at the caller ID, but the phone was called by Youjia.

Zhang Wenzhong raised his hand and patted his forehead, muttering apologetically: "Speaking of this, I had already returned to China yesterday, but I haven't called Youjia to tell me about this today. She called here now, afraid she was here to inquire about the crime?"

However, Zhang Wenzhong was wrong this time. You Jia had no intention of provoking a rioter on the phone, and even a slight dissatisfaction was not revealed. He just said that he had set up a seat in a private restaurant with good taste, and wanted to welcome him who had just returned to China and ask him if he was free.

Under such circumstances, no matter how unrestrained Zhang Wenzhong's head is, it is impossible to give an answer like "not available". He smiled and replied: "Since you want to welcome me, no matter how busy I am and no longer available, I will definitely not neglect you. Where is the location of that private restaurant? I'll go there now."

You Jia laughed, with happiness in her laughter. She said, "I'll pick you up. That place is not easy to find. Brother Zhong, are you still in Yongcheng Hospital now?"

Zhang Wenzhong asked in surprise: "Well, yes. Hey, how did you know?"

You Jia smiled and replied: "Today, in the city news of our Yongcheng TV station, you mentioned the free clinic in Yongcheng Hospital, and it even turned into a special report. I happened to read this news report."

"So that's how it is." Zhang Wenzhong suddenly realized, and then he said with some guilt: "Sorry, Youjia, since I came back yesterday, I have not called you yet to tell you that I have returned to China. Instead, I have also learned from the TV news that I have returned to Yongcheng..."

Before Zhang Wenzhong could finish his words, Youjia interrupted him in a hurry and said, "Brother Zhong, you don't need to apologize to me. I believe you must have a lot of things to be busy with, so you haven't had time to call me. Speaking of which, I'm still worried that it will delay your business to welcome you tonight."

"How could that be?" Zhang Wenzhong laughed and said, "Now, for me, dating you is the biggest business. I'll wait for you in front of the gate of Yongcheng Hospital, come over quickly."

Youjia replied: "Okay, Brother Zhong, wait for a moment, and I'll come and pick you up now."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Wenzhong put his cell phone into his pocket and said sincerely: "What a good girl." Taking advantage of the darkness, the three-legged black man who was living on Zhang Wenzhong's shoulder put the bird's beak to his ears and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Master, I really didn't expect that you actually learned to be slick. Did you learn what you said just now from a romance idol drama? It sounds so familiar. Perhaps only kind-hearted people like the mistress will be happy to listen..."

Zhang Wenzhong raised his hand and knocked on its forehead, and said angrily: "Shut up, otherwise I will make you speechless."

The three-legged black was startled and quickly closed her mouth, not daring to tease Zhang Wenzhong again.

Not long after, Youjia drove her BMW Seven Series and parked in front of Zhang Wenzhong.

After sitting in the passenger seat, Zhang Wenzhong took out the Meilin Ring from his pocket.

After helping Zhang Wenzhong swallow half of the British Isles at one time, the power of this Merlin Ring greatly weakened, and its grade also dropped rapidly. It has now fallen to become the first grade of treasure.

Although it can absorb the surrounding spiritual energy at all times and send it into the wearer's body, it is no longer as fast as Zhang Wenzhong's own absorption of spiritual energy. So for Zhang Wenzhong now, this Meilin Ring is useless. Now he decided to give this Meilin Ring to Youjia to help her absorb spiritual energy and wash the body, thereby laying a solid foundation for cultivation. Not only that, this magic ring refined by the masters of the Yin and Yang family also contains powerful defense and attack power, which can be regarded as a magic weapon that is both offensive and defensive.

Seeing Zhang Wenzhong suddenly take out a ring, Youjia was stunned at first, and then her pink face turned red. Obviously, she misunderstood Zhang Wenzhong and thought Zhang Wenzhong wanted to use this ring to propose to her.

Seeing Youjia's face turned red in an instant, Zhang Wenzhong reacted immediately, no matter how unfamiliar the charm, he could react immediately. His sudden action of taking out a ring was indeed very likely to cause misunderstandings.

"Uh, that..." Zhang Wenzhong scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Youjia, don't get me wrong. I'm not proposing to you. This ring was given to me by the Queen of England. It is said that it has magical magic that can keep people safe. I'm giving it to you now, hoping that it can protect you all the time."

"It turns out that he is not proposing to me..." You Jia suddenly felt a strong sense of disappointment in her heart, but she did not express this feeling on her face. Instead, she forced herself to smile and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhong, this ring looks really beautiful."

Although Youjia covered up well, Zhang Wenzhong still saw the disappointment flashing through her eyes. He held Youjia's right hand and put the Merlin ring on her fingers. Then he looked straight into her eyes and said seriously: "Youjia, although the ring I gave you now is not a proposal ring, please rest assured that I will definitely put on you a unique proposal ring!"

"Well, I believe you." Youjia nodded vigorously, looking happy.

After calming down, Youjia started the red BMW Seven Series and drove to the private restaurant where she had booked a seat. Half an hour later, Youjia drove the BMW Seven Series outside a scenic garden, then got out of the car with Zhang Wenzhong, took his arm and walked into the scenic garden.

This is a beautiful garden built imitating the style of Suzhou gardens. It has pavilions, towers, rockery, lakes, bamboo forests and flower gardens, and it is full of ancient style and very beautiful. Although the sky has completely darkened at this moment, there are lanterns hanging along the way, which complement the bright moon in the night. Not only that, when Zhang Wenzhong and Youjia walked into this garden, a young and beautiful lady immediately greeted her and led the way with a lantern. Moreover, the young and beautiful lady was not wearing a regular hotel uniform or cheongsam, but a elegant and beautiful Hanfu.

Youjia reserved a seat in a pavilion adjacent to the lakeside. After the two of them sat down, they ordered a few special dishes here casually and started chatting. They didn't meet for a week, and they seemed to have endless words to talk and kept talking and laughing until the dishes they ordered were delivered, and they were slightly restrained.

"Brother Zhong, these are their specialties. The taste is very good. You can try it." You Jia picked up a piece of glutinous rice ribs and put them in Zhang Wenzhong's bowl, and then poured a small glass of wine for him.

"Well, the taste is indeed good." Zhang Wenzhong tasted this glutinous rice rib and nodded in praise.

Seeing that Zhang Wenzhong liked him, Youjia immediately smiled happily and said, "Since it tastes good, you have to eat more."

The two of them were eating and chatting.

After taking a small sip of wine, Zhang Wenzhong asked, "Youjia, do you know about the foundation?"

"Foundation?" You Jia was stunned and asked in confusion: "Brother Zhong, why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"

Zhang Wenzhong replied: "I want to imitate the Nobel Foundation and create a medical foundation, and use the annual interest of the fund to those who have made significant contributions to the medical field in the past year! Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, it is included and treated equally!"

Youjia frowned slightly and said, "It is not easy to imitate the Nobel Foundation."

Zhang Wenzhong nodded and replied: "It's not easy, especially since I don't know much about the foundation, so I want to ask if you have any good suggestions."

Youjia replied: "I don't know much, but my elder brother once founded a charity fund. I'll ask him for a chance." After pondering for a while, she said: "Brother Zhong, how much money do you plan to spend to start this foundation? Otherwise, I'll do my part too."

She didn't know that Zhang Wenzhong had cheated a huge sum of 5 billion US dollars from the Japanese, and only thought that Zhang Wenzhong only had tens of millions of dollars in deposits. Such a sum of money was huge for ordinary people, but if it was used to establish a foundation, especially a foundation imitating Nobel, it would seem a bit shabby. However, in order not to hurt Zhang Wenzhong's face, she did not say that the money was useless, but only said that she also paid some money. She was using this method to support her man's career.

Zhang Wenzhong naturally saw her thoughts and exclaimed in his heart: "What a good woman who knows how to give face to her men!"

"You don't have to spend money this time. I still have the money to start a medical foundation..."
Chapter completed!