Zhong Yue thought about Huang Youwei and felt that he could not stand by. Since he had seen so many doctors and was diagnosed with a terminal illness, he might have to try his luck and look for Zhang Heping.

Zhong Yue went to find Ouyang Kaishan and waited in the Ouyang International Hall for more than half an hour.

Ye An came down in the elevator and saw Zhong Yue sitting on the sofa, so he walked over, "Zhong Yue."

"Brother Ye, are you here?"

Ye An said a few words to the security guard and took Zhong Yue into the ramp. Ouyang International's buildings all have ramps, and they must use their work permit to enter and exit, so Zhong Yue could only be ruthlessly occupied outside the door.

"If you have something to do, just call me. I was just holding an important board meeting just now, and the chairman and I couldn't get away."

"It's okay. If nothing happened, I wouldn't have come here." Zhong Yue never felt that he had some friendship with Ouyang Kaishan, and that he could shout at Ouyang International, including coming to Ouyang International. However, when Zhong Yue stepped into Ouyang International Building, he actually felt how much foundation the so-called Ouyang family had.

Zhong Yue has seen large enterprises, but not many of them rent buildings like this one or two floors. However, Ouyang International owns this building, with a strict access control management system, a unified work uniform, and employees entering and leaving the company, seemingly every one of them is an elite in society.

"Xiao Yue, what is the important thing about coming here this time? I think you haven't been so serious before. Could it be because of a little paint?"

The elevator reached the 38th floor and there was a jingle.

The elevator door is open.

"Hello, Manager Ye."

Ye An nodded and walked out of the elevator with Zhong Yue.

"Brother Ye, no. I want to ask Mr. Ouyang for help."

Ye An poured a cup of coffee for Zhong Yue. The self-service tea bar in the office leisure area is also very high-end, with all coffee and tea, and even some snacks. It seems that Ouyang International is quite considerate and meticulous about the humanistic care of employees.

"You have something important to you, just tell me."

Zhong Yue said: "That's right. I have a friend who wants to see a famous Chinese medicine doctor in Shanghai, which is the name of this. I have to make an appointment. It's half a year later. I don't have any connections in Shanghai, so I want to ask Mr. Ouyang for help."

"Well, what do I think is it? Is it okay to post a account? Just send me a text message for this matter. The medical conditions in Shanghai are top-notch in China. In my address book, more than a dozen directors have any contact information for medical representatives. It is not a casual matter to ask for an account."

"If it's an ordinary person's account, I won't bother Mr. Ouyang."

"Who do you think it is? There is no doctor in Shanghai that cannot be dealt with special needs. What can't be solved with money?"

"Dragon, Zhang Heping."

Ye An frowned, "Zhang Heping?"

"yes."

"Haha. I'm really stumped by you. The whole Shanghai is only his account, and it's the most difficult to get rid of. I can't solve the problem with money."

When Zhong Yue heard Ye An's tone, he seemed to know something, so he asked, "Brother Ye, do you understand too?"

"Naturally. After the Chairman's wife was diagnosed, because Alzheimer's disease is still an incurable chronic disease in the medical field, Mr. Ouyang also knew that she wanted to find a Chinese medicine doctor to treat it. Later, a respected old doctor in the Chinese medicine hospital recommended Zhang Heping, but..."

"Just what?"

"Haha, Zhang Heping only sees three people every day, and the appointment was even half a year later, so I asked someone to plead with her. The money was not a problem, but I just hoped that Zhang Heping could take a look at the chairman's wife. As a result, Zhang Heping was ungrateful and not only refused to add the number, but also refused to show me the number I bought a scalper, which ended up being very embarrassed."

"So tough?"

Ye An said: "In the end, he asked someone to send a prescription. He said it was his wife's disease, but he was helpless and gave it a prescription, which was just a supplement. He said so, and the chairman could only give up. After all, this disease can only be delayed and cannot be cured."

Zhong Yue nodded.

"By the way, what disease did your friend have? It's also a terminal illness? Why do you go to Zhang Heping to see? If you are other Shanghai experts, I can help you make an appointment. Don't worry, the medical conditions in Shanghai are definitely much better than those in other places."

"Cold body."

"Han of body?" Ye An was stunned, "Low fever?"

Zhong Yue shook his head, "I can't tell you what the disease is. She has also seen many medical experts of all sizes. She has seen doctors invited from Shanghai, Beijing, and even abroad, saying that she only has three months to three years of life, but she has lived to the age of eighteen."

"That's a miracle. But it's really..."

"Zhong Yue? Why are you free to come here today?"

When Zhong Yue saw Ouyang Kaishan who had just come out of the conference room, he stood up and said, "Oh, it's nothing. I just wanted to ask you to find Zhang Heping to have a special need, but I didn't expect that Brother Ye had already poured a basin of cold water."

"Zhang Heping?"

Ye An stood aside, "It was the one I used to do in the ditch."

"Oh, that. Haha, I'm looking for him to see a doctor? Those who come to see him are all diseases that cannot be cured. I've never heard of anyone he has cured."

Ye An smiled, "I have also heard that someone has cured it. It is said that it is advanced stage of lung cancer. After drinking his decoction, the cancer cells are controlled. The ingredients of Chinese medicine are too complicated, so it is hard to say whether it is true or false."

"Yeah, we can't generalize it by partiality. After all, the medical skills left by our ancestors have lasted for thousands of years. If they are completely useless, our descendants of Yan and Huang cannot reproduce. But Zhong Yue, if he wants to go to Zhang Heping for medical treatment, he should be honest. This is really helpless. Some people just believe in the truth."

Zhong Yue stood up and said, "Then I will think of another way."

"If you need another doctor, just contact Xiaoye."

"Yeah, sure."

Ouyang Kaishan whispered: "You don't have to worry too much about the paint. If you are responsible for everything, just don't worry."

"Okay, then I won't disturb Mr. Ouyang." Zhong Yue left with great worries.

Zhong Yue felt a little regretful when he failed to help Huang Youwei.

Zhang Heping, will you die if you watch one more person a day?

...

...

The trial edition of Xiling Seal Society, "Liujia Lingfei Jing", was released.

Express from Gushan, Lin'an City to several honorary presidents of the printing clubs.

From Lin'an City to Shanghai, Shunfeng Express arrived in one day. The couriers in Shuiduo often came to pick up the express delivery. Zhang Heping Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic has patients from all over the world, some of whom live far away and have no place to stay in Shanghai. They have been staying in hotels all the time, which is also a considerable expense. After seeing a doctor here, they paid the medical expenses and went home directly.

The prepared medicine will be delivered directly to the patient's home via the address, which will save you the trouble of waiting again.

"Doctor Zhang, your express delivery."

The Zhang family of six, three of them practice medicine, are all doctors working in clinics. Of course, Zhang Heping is the most famous one.

"Oh, put it on the window."

"The delivery is sent by Xiling Seal Society, and you need to sign for it."

Zhang Heping did not see a patient in the afternoon. This rule has been more than 50 years and has never made an exception. He stood up, took off his reading glasses, and walked over.

"From Xiling Seal Society?"

The courier handed the file bag to Zhang Heping, "Yes, it's all written on the file bag."

"Xiao Wang, then thank you." Zhang Heping handed over the twelve yuan to him.

"You're welcome, Dr. Zhang, my waist has been sore these two days. Why don't you show it?"

Zhang Heping smiled and said, "Go to register for a doctor. But I see your complexion and eyelids. I have had a lot of sex in the past half month, right?"

The young Xiao Wang blushed, "That, Dr. Zhang, I'll leave in advance."

"Hehe, this little brat." Zhang Heping sat in the yard. He didn't go to the clinic in the afternoon, but his son and his wife went to the clinic. In addition to his daughter-in-law washing the bed sheets, there were also two young grandsons playing in the yard.

"Grandpa, come and have fun!"

"Be careful, you are running too fast, and your knee will be broken later. Your mother will hit you again." Zhang Heping happily instructed his grandsons, and slowly tore open the express bag with his hands. "What are these old guys doing?"

"Book?" Zhang Heping looked at the title of the book and murmured to himself, "The complete version of "Liujia Lingfei Jing". Zhong Yue/Qian Yunyao. Qian Yunyao?"

What a familiar name, it seems to be from the printing club, right? He also remembered it clearly and read the content of the book. In addition to the title page and introduction in front of the book, the whole book is printed in color, with excellent layout and exquisite printing. If you look at the small regular script above, you can see clearly. Some subtle threads can even see the broken pen tip.

"What a delicate small calligraphy, it is a rare product in recent years, it is not bad." Zhang Heping flipped through it happily.

A note suddenly slid down from the book and floated to the ground.

Just as Zhang Heping was about to build it, he picked up the little grandson who was playing on the side and ran away.

"An An, please give it to grandpa."

"Oh, grandpa comes to chase me... I will chase An'an, and An'an will return it to you."

Zhang Heping was amused and crying, "Give it back to grandpa!"

"If you don't give, you don't give."

The little brat looked back at Zhang Heping, forgot to look at the road ahead. He hit Zhang Heping's daughter-in-law's thigh. The woman held her little son and took the note of the hand stained with soap bubbles. She wiped the other hand on the apron and slapped the little son's butt, "At a young age, you have learned to bully elders? No big or young, hurry up, go and apologize to grandpa."

"oh……"

The woman walked over and said, "Dad, I'll give it to you."

"Afang, kid, don't be too strict. An An is just having fun with me."

"Dad, children are ignorant and need to be educated. You spoil them too much."

"Grandpa, I'm sorry..."

Zhang Heping touched his grandson's head, "Okay, grandpa doesn't blame you. Let's have fun."

The child did not hear the punishment, and smiled and ran away. Zhang Heping looked at the note, slightly surprised.

"Brother Zhonghe: I saw my name like a face. I was asked by Yunyao to send this book to Brother Zhonghe. The author of this book is a man of 10 or 20 years old in Shanghai. If my brother has time, I hope I can visit you on behalf of me, and I hope I can invite him to the West Ridge of Lin'an. Brother: Shao Shouyun"
Chapter completed!