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After finishing the medication, Zhuo Ziqiang also bid farewell. He was not used to the smell of the hospital.

Zhou Mingyuan definitely wouldn't just let them go, he must find a place to sit with them and express his heart.

Zhuo Ziqiang thought about it for a while, and agreed. He had something to ask Zhou Mingyuan for help, so he took this opportunity to mention it.

Opening the door, a few people were just about to go out, who knew that there were two people standing at the door, blocking the door tightly.

Zhuo Ziqiang took a look, isn't this the doctor Shen Mingwen and the dean Zhu Shiqing?

"It really is you again!" Zhu Shiqing looked at Ye Chuchu and couldn't help calling out.

This Ye Chuchu not only cured an extremely rare neurological disease, but also brought cancer patients back to life. This is no longer an ordinary senior doctor, this is a miracle doctor!

If such talents can be retained, then this hospital can at least be upgraded by two levels!

With such a doctor in charge, wouldn't the money flow in?

Zhu Shiqing looked at Ye Chuchu eagerly, wishing he could swallow this young and beautiful goddess doctor in one gulp.

"Shall we talk, Mr. Zhuo?" Zhu Shiqing knew that the boss of this miracle doctor was extremely important, so he made a request to Zhuo Ziqiang first.

"We're not free, don't you see we're going out?" Zhuo Ziqiang looked grim.

Zhu Shiqing hurriedly said: "Just for a while, just for a while! It won't delay you for too long."

Zhuo Ziqiang shook his head, he understood what Zhu Shiqing wanted, so he didn't give him this chance at all, and refused straight away: "I'm sorry, we have nothing to talk about."

Zhou Mingyuan also said with a stern face beside him, "Dean Zhu, the two of them are my invited friends, please don't embarrass them too much."

"But..." Zhu Shiqing pointed at Ye Chuchu, wanting to say that it would be too wasteful for such a talent to be a private doctor for others, but before he could finish speaking, Ye Chuchu gently slapped him with his hand and leaned against the wall superior.

"You..." Zhu Shiqing looked at the three people who had gone away, and was speechless as if he had lost his soul.

"It's so impersonal! Seeing so many patients, but refusing to save them!" Shen Mingwen also said indignantly.

A passing female nurse curled her lips lightly, and muttered in a low voice: "You are humane! You are not doing it for money! If you don't give you money, it depends on whether you can save it or not!"

Several people got into the car, and under the leadership of Zhou Mingyuan, they came to Huixian Tea House.

Huixian Teahouse is also one of the famous teahouses in Nanxi. Zhuo Ziqiang has never been here before, and he has only heard of it a little, but is not familiar with it.

The manager of the teahouse warmly and respectfully took the three of them to a tearoom upstairs and arranged for a dignified and beautiful waiter to serve them.

Several people sat around the table, chatting while watching the waiter perform a series of procedures for making tea for them.

Zhou Mingyuan must have thanked him again first. Although this is vulgar, it is also necessary. Zhuo Ziqiang could only say a few polite words with a smile.

"This time you two have helped such a big help. Zhou Mingyuan thinks that I will repay this great kindness. I can only say that if Brother Zhuo needs help in the future, I, Zhou, will never say no."

"Since Director Zhou said so, I really have something to ask for!" Zhuo Ziqiang was really rude, and immediately asked for something in return after he had treated someone's illness.

Zhou Mingyuan didn't expect that Zhuo Ziqiang would ask him to do something right away, but he didn't show any surprise on his face, and hurriedly said: "If you have anything to say, just say it, as long as I can do it, it will be unambiguous!"

Generally, the waiters in this tea house have shop rules and don't spread rumors, and what they are talking about now is not too secretive, so Zhou Mingyuan doesn't care that the waiter is present, and he can say whatever he wants.

Zhuo Ziqiang picked up the wine-like teacup in front of him, smelled the tangy aroma of tea, took a sip, and swallowed it slowly, feeling that the tea was more flavorful than the tea he drank before.

Putting down his cup, Zhuo Ziqiang said casually: "Actually, it's not a big deal. I just took over a martial arts gym. Because various foreign martial arts methods have entered the country, the martial arts are gradually declining and there are very few students. I want to open a martial arts gym in the near future. A martial arts exchange conference to enhance the traditional image of my Great Xia country's martial arts, and by the way, increase the popularity of my martial arts school."

Zhou Mingyuan understood as soon as he heard it. Zhuo Ziqiang said a lot, but the general meaning was only one, and that was to advertise his own martial arts gym!

It is not easy to hold a martial arts exchange conference. Important departments such as the Sports Bureau, the Cultural Bureau, the Public Security Bureau, the Municipal Government and other relevant departments have to run, and any place will not work.

But this matter, in Zhou Mingyuan's hands, it is not a matter. He only needs to open his mouth, and all these obstacles will no longer exist.

Of course Zhuo Ziqiang knew that Zhou Mingyuan could easily accomplish this very difficult task that ordinary people wanted to do, so he didn't think that he had caused him a lot of trouble.

Of course Zhou Mingyuan agreed. He asked Zhuo Ziqiang to find someone to write a written document, something like an application form, and send it to him in the next two days, and then he will start to arrange the matter for him.

Zhuo Ziqiang knew that even if Zhou Mingyuan came forward to complete all the procedures, the organization and publicity of this kind of thing would not take three to five days. It is estimated that Liu Xiaolei and the others might come back when it is actually in operation.

At that time, Liu Xiaolei is very likely to play, and then give him an identity, the deputy owner of the Justice Martial Art Museum, or a specially invited martial artist, etc., to cover all the glory of this martial arts grand event on the Justice Martial Arts Hall.

If the publicity is effective, people from surrounding counties and cities may also come here after hearing the news. This is the potential development direction of Zhengyi Martial Art Museum in the future.

After finishing their official business, the two chatted about other gossips. Seeing that noon was approaching, when Zhou Mingyuan was about to invite Zhuo Ziqiang to have lunch, the remote control of the Dragon Cloud in Zhuo Ziqiang's pocket vibrated.

"Director Zhou, why don't we come here today, and we should leave. Please take care of the martial arts exchange meeting!" I took it out and used it in front of others, so I left quickly.

Because the tea room was small and quiet, Zhou Mingyuan also heard the buzzing and vibrating sound of Zhuo Ziqiang's cell phone. Knowing that it was inconvenient for him, he didn't want to keep them anymore, so he sent them out of the tea room.

After bidding farewell to Zhou Mingyuan, Zhuo Ziqiang didn't get into the car immediately, because it was not too convenient because there was Lin Feng, the driver, in the car.He came to the side of the road, took out the remote control and turned it on, to see what happened to the Dragon Cloud.

"Report to the captain: Found a sunken ship, do you want to salvage it?" A line of words appeared on the screen.

Zhuo Ziqiang was overjoyed, there was a sunken ship, of course it had to be salvaged, it was all money!After thinking for a while, he gave an order: "Salvage can be carried out, but pay attention to the passing ships around, so as not to be discovered!"

Another shipwreck, another ship of treasures, but I don't know what will be in this ship?Zhuo Ziqiang guessed excitedly.