The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 53 Confession to Beef Noodles

After a description of the symptoms, it turned out to be watertight.

Song Wenze smiled after hearing this, "The patient's illness is not too serious at the moment, why don't you go to another doctor? I only perform operations on dying patients, so I probably can't help you."

"We have heard for a long time that you are a master doctor, especially in cardiac surgery, who saved many patients who would die, so I still want to ask Dr. Song to spare time to operate on patients." Fu Moshen said, secretly observing Song Wenze's expression.

It was found that Song Wenze's expression did not change very obviously, which showed that he was not interested in what Fu Moshen said.

"Doctor Song, don't worry, as long as the patient can be cured, you can ask for the operation fee."

The corners of Song Wenze's mouth raised slightly when he said this. Fame and title don't matter to him, the most important thing is money.

The reason why he brought these two uninvited guests into the room before was also because he heard that they also lived here, and Fu Moshen really seemed to have an extraordinary bearing, and it seemed that he was either rich or expensive.

"Mr. Song, please make an offer."

"1000 million." Song Wenze stared at Fu Moshen and said with a faint smile.

"There is no problem with this, but, Mr. Song... You have to be clear, if something goes wrong with the patient, Mr. Song, can you bear the corresponding responsibility?" Fu Mo smiled deeply, his words showing sharpness.

A trace of complacency flashed in Song Wenze's eyes, "You can rest assured that as long as I agree to the operation, the patient will be cured and there will be no accidents!"

Hearing this, Fu Moshen sneered with sarcasm.

While the two were talking, no one noticed Qiao Yimo, she was taking the opportunity to secretly observe the ghosts in the room.

But after searching for a long time, he still couldn't find Master Qiao.

She had no choice but to take the opportunity to look at the furnishings in the room, and suddenly saw that a photo frame on the display cabinet was snapped upside down.

She gave Fu Moshen a wink, and Fu Moshen immediately nodded subtly.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Moshen walked up to Song Wenze, "Excuse me, can I borrow your bathroom?"

Song Wenze didn't refuse, he stood up and took Fu Moshen to the bathroom.

Before leaving, Fu Moshen blinked at her. Qiao Yimo received the signal from Fu Moshen and stood still. After their backs disappeared, Qiao Yimo jumped up from the sofa instantly.

She cautiously walked up to the photo frame just now, and gently turned the photo upside down. As soon as Qiao Yimo saw the content in the photo, she gasped instantly.

"Then, the patient can come to the hospital tomorrow for a preoperative examination. After that, I will arrange for the patient to be hospitalized. After the results of the preoperative examination are available, I can arrange the operation."

Song Wenze's voice came from behind, and Qiao Yimo hurried back to his original position.

"No problem." Fu Moshen looked at Qiao Yimo, who nodded slightly.

"It's getting late, Mr. Song, let's see you at the hospital tomorrow." Fu Moshen said lightly, while Qiao Yimo quietly returned to Fu Moshen's side.

Song Wenze sent them out of the room enthusiastically, a very big change from his initial attitude.

After the two walked out, they quickly chose a direction to avoid the corner that Song Wenze might see and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Fu Moshen felt that Qiao Yimo's expression was a little strange just now.

"I saw Qin Tu's photo at his house."

It was the photo inlaid in the upside-down photo frame. In the photo, Song Wenze and Qin Tu were wearing academic uniforms with bright smiles, and Qin Tu's arm was still affectionately placed on Song Wenze's shoulder.

"Their relationship is really unusual, but why didn't Qin Tu say anything, and even said that he had never heard of this person." Qiao Yimo questioned.

"Either Qin Tu really forgot about Song Wenze, or he has a guilty conscience." Fu Mo said coldly, feeling more and more resistant to his younger brother.

After all, they were not Qin Tu, so they had no way of knowing what he was thinking. Just as Qiao Yimo was about to say something, he suddenly saw a familiar figure from behind.

"Zhang Jin?" Qiao Yimo looked at the frowning ghost with some surprise.

Hearing Qiao Yimo's voice, Zhang Jin turned his head unwillingly, "Why are you here?"

"Our family is in this community, of course we will be here." Qiao Yimo replied.

Seeing Zhang Jin's frowning expression, he asked, "What about you, what are you doing here?"

"It's not because of working overtime!" Zhang Jin was full of reluctance, "I don't know what happened, there are a lot of unregistered wild ghosts here, and we must take them all back."

Qiao Yimo looked up at the ghosts surrounding Song Wenze's villa. The work of the messenger of the underworld is not easy.

"Then you continue." Qiao Yimo shrugged, anyway, she is not a messenger of the underworld, and there is no way to help Zhang Jin improve his performance.

"No!" Zhang Jin blocked their way, mainly because of Fu Moshen.

"What are you doing!" Qiao Yimo jumped in front of Fu Moshen to protect him, no one could hurt her golden thighs.

There was a smile in Fu Mo's deep eyes, and his eyes fell on Qiao Yimo's body, slightly lost in thought.

"Get out of the way, I have something to say to him!"

"Tell me, I'll do it for you!" Qiao Yimo didn't want to be outdone, Zhang Jin felt helpless, "Well then, I want to ask him to help catch ghosts!"

Both of their eyes fell on Fu Moshen.

"How can I help?"

Seeing Fu Moshen let go, Zhang Jin smiled happily, "This is simple, it only needs a little bit of your blood!"

There was a flattering smile on Zhang Jin's face.

Fu Mo opened his mouth deeply, and was about to agree, when Qiao Yimo jumped up and covered his mouth.

"Want blood? It's not that simple!" Qiao Yimo's little brain was running fast.

"Why, I don't want to draw blood from you!" Zhang Jin muttered dissatisfied.

Qiao Yimo turned her head and glanced at Fu Moshen behind her, but saw Fu Moshen's eyebrows raised slightly, but he didn't intend to stop her.

She was even more proud. With Fu Moshen's affirmation, she could bargain with Zhang Jin confidently.

"Hey, how can I exchange for a drop of blood?" Seeing Fu Moshen's clear attitude, Zhang Jin had no choice but to give up struggling, he looked at Qiao Yimo helplessly, and asked muttering.

Qiao Yimo's originally playful expression suddenly turned serious, "I want you to find someone for me!"

She briefly introduced Master Qiao's matter, Zhang Jin nodded, "This matter is simple!"

As a high-level messenger of the underworld, this matter is not difficult for him.

Qiao Yimo breathed a sigh of relief. This time, will she finally see Master Qiao again?

(End of this chapter)