Little fairy doctor with holy hands

Liu Dongcheng nodded, took out his mobile phone and dialed Chu Xueyan's number.

At this moment, Chu Xueyan was still angry.

After seeing the call from Liu Dongcheng, the project manager of Longteng Construction Company, her mood suddenly improved a lot.

Doesn’t Zhang Yuan want to embezzle project funds?

I insist on giving you no chance to be greedy!

Immediately, she answered the phone.

Liu Dongcheng's slightly respectful voice came from the phone.

"Mr. Chu, I have something to report to you! Mr. Zhang told me that you said you would convert the remaining project funds into construction and decoration materials and send them to him, is that true?"

Chu Xueyan snorted, "That's right! But remember! All construction and decoration materials can only be used to build the office of the chicken farm! They cannot be used in places other than the chicken farm!"

In order to prevent Zhang Yuan from profiting from it, Chu Xueyan specially added this clause.

Liu Dongcheng responded, "Okay, I understand! The total remaining project funds are..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door from Chu Xueyan on the other side of the phone.

"You don't need to report such small things to me! In short, it's just the money I paid in advance! Don't come to me to ask for money if you spend more! I still have something to do here, so hang up first!" After saying that, Chu Xueyan hurriedly hung up. Got the phone.

She had important guests to entertain and no time to chat with a project manager.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Dongcheng looked up at Zhang Yuan.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Chu said that as long as the project amount is within the originally agreed amount, we can provide you with construction and decoration materials! But the materials are only allowed for you to build an office. In other words... maybe you can build a two-story office building. Got it!"

When he said this, Liu Dongcheng's expression was a little strange.

The originally designed office was just a bungalow with a few rooms, but these certainly didn't cost half a million.

With half a million, it’s no problem to build a two-story office!

Zhang Yuan immediately laughed, "Two-story building? Manager Liu, you are wrong, I want to build a three-story building!"

At the end of his speech, his tone was a bit proud.

Sure enough, just as he guessed, this girl Chu Xueyan didn't care at all about the remaining project funds.

In this way, he will soon own Shangwan Village, no, it will be the most luxurious office building in Shiliba Village!

There are actually many small factories around the village where Zhang Yuan's family is located.

However, many factories have randomly built a row of small bungalows as offices. Some of the better ones, such as Lin Zhongfei's lumber factory, are two-story office buildings.

Zhang Yuan has never heard of any factory in a nearby village that built a three-story office building.

When his three-story office building comes out, it will definitely blind the eyes of these small factory owners!

What's more important is that this three-story office building is completely an unexpected benefit for Zhang Yuan!

He couldn't help but think of a very popular word he saw on the Internet recently, shedding wool!

This time, he was going to pluck Chu Xueyan's wool severely!

Who asked this girl to cause trouble for him?

In Chu Xueyan's office, while she was boiling water to make tea, she didn't know that Zhang Yuan had already taken a lot of money from her!

When the water was boiled, Chu Xueyan raised her head and looked at the old man in front of her.

"Mr. Chen, are you sure about my sister's illness? Does she really need to go abroad for a heart transplant?"

At this moment, the person sitting opposite Chu Xueyan was none other than Mr. Chen Xuancheng from Chen's Pharmacy.

Mr. Chen sighed, "It's difficult! Your sister's heart was damaged from birth, and it's difficult to repair it the day after tomorrow. Don't forget, even the miracle doctor diagnosed her at the beginning, but in the end he was helpless!"

Chu Xueyan couldn't help but frown when she heard this.

The reason why she invited Mr. Chen over was just to ask a routine question.

Her sister had congenital heart disease since she was a child, and the symptoms were not obvious when she was young.

But as she grew older, her sister's congenital heart disease became more and more serious, and she had no choice but to go abroad for a heart transplant.

It's normal that Mr. Chen can't cure it, because even the miracle doctor can't do anything, let alone Mr. Chen!

But heart transplant surgery is risky, and there is also rejection after surgery, which can be said to be full of risks.

Unless necessary, Chu Xueyan really didn't want her sister to undergo this kind of surgery.

Seeing Chu Xueyan's concern for his sister, Mr. Chen hesitated and said.

"Mr. Chu, actually I want to recommend someone to you, the young guy I recommended to you last time! Maybe you can let him try!"

Chu Xueyan was speechless. "Mr. Chen, stop joking with me! Even you and the miracle doctor can't do anything. How can the young man you mentioned do anything?"

"That's not necessarily true! I have seen countless Chinese medicine doctors in my life. Even that miracle doctor, although my medical skills are far inferior to his, I can still understand his medical skills! But this young man, his medical skills, I still can't understand I can't even figure it out!" Mr. Chen said seriously,

The impenetrable young man he spoke of was none other than Zhang Yuan!

Chen Lao and Zhang Yuan had met once before. The two discussed many medical theories during dinner, but Zhang Yuan only discussed it in line with Chen Lao's level, so the two had a very good conversation.

But after Chen Lao thought about it carefully, he felt something was wrong.

He found that when the two of them were discussing, he seemed to be taking the lead, but Zhang Yuan always guided Mr. Chen to think in the right way without leaving any trace.

Realizing this, Mr. Chen realized that Zhang Yuan's medical skills were better than his own!

However, he didn't know where Zhang Yuan's upper limit was.

According to common sense, no matter how good Zhang Yuan's medical skills are, they will definitely not be as good as that miracle doctor.

But every time he thought of the arrogance and disdain of the miracle doctor when facing him, Mr. Chen couldn't help but want Zhang Yuan to compete with the miracle doctor!

He is no match for the miracle doctor, but what about Zhang Yuan who has better medical skills than him?

Is there any hope of beating a miracle doctor?

Or, the even more terrifying medical master behind Zhang Yuan!

To be able to train a disciple like Zhang Yuan who possesses peerless medical skills at such a young age, I think the medical master must be more powerful than the miracle doctor!

Chu Xueyan's sister's congenital heart disease is a touchstone and a battlefield between Zhang Yuan and the miracle doctor!

If Zhang Yuan can cure a disease that the divine doctor cannot cure, doesn't that mean Zhang Yuan is stronger than the divine doctor?

Moreover, it doesn’t matter if Zhang Yuan can’t cure it. Even the miracle doctor can’t cure it. It’s normal that other Chinese medicine doctors can’t cure it!

Chu Xueyan couldn't help but be surprised to see Mr. Chen so highly esteem the young man he spoke of.

"Mr. Chen, are you kidding me? Traditional Chinese medicine is all based on experience! The person you are talking about is so young, how can he have very good medical skills?"

Mr. Chen chuckled and said, "You are not as good as your ambition. Maybe the other person will meet a famous teacher for guidance. Or maybe the famous teacher behind him has medical skills that are even better than those of a miracle doctor!"

Chu Xueyan's pupils shrank, and Mr. Chen's last words rekindled her hope.

A young man who can make Mr. Chen full of praise must have a famous doctor behind him.

Maybe that famous doctor’s medical skills can be better than those of the miracle doctor!

Although this possibility is not high, it is not necessarily impossible!