Wang Yuan's home is in a very humble neighborhood near Xiongzhou hospital. Xie Dong according to the house number provided by Wang Yuan's son, it is easy to find. He opened the door as like as two peas in a man, who was almost the same as Wang Yuan.

"It's Mr. Xie. Please come in." The man whispered.

The house is the old pattern at the end of the last century, and the decoration is also a little old. There is Wang Yuan's throne in the corner of the living room. He walked over and respectfully went on the three incense sticks.

"What's Uncle Wang's illness? Is he in such a hurry?" He turned and asked.

"Brain stem hemorrhage caused by cerebral infarction. I got sick in the middle of last night. When I came back, I was almost dead. I was sent to the hospital for rescue. After more than four o'clock, I was gone." Wang Yuan's son said in a low voice.

He did not speak, just silently looking at the portrait of Wang Yuan in a daze. To be fair, there was no relationship between him and Wang Yuan. When master was alive, he only knew that when this elder brother came, he would have good wine and cigarettes, and he could have a good meal with him. But after he came to the provincial capital, there was some intersection. As a result, so many unpleasant things happened.

There were a lot of things I didn't finish yesterday morning! Maybe that's fate. God won't let him say that. Thinking of this, he said with a bitter smile: "Uncle Wang, do you have any words left on his deathbed?"

"No, ever since he found something wrong, dad has been in a deep coma, without any consciousness or saying anything. But it's also the practice of the old man in his previous life. He walked peacefully, just like he fell asleep. " Wang Yuan's son said, finished, motioned him to wait, and then turned back to the room, after a while, came out with a small bag and handed it to him directly.

Xie Dong didn't know what it meant. He hesitated and didn't reach for it. Seeing this, Wang Yuan's son quickly explained, "Dad came back last night and asked my mother to take out this bag. She said that she planned to give it to you today. There are some prescription notes in it. Please have a look."

Prescription notes? He was so surprised that he took it and opened it. In fact, it was a very thin pamphlet. When he opened it, he could not help feeling a lot.

On the cover of the pamphlet was written a few words: Notes on miscellaneous diseases. It is full of prescriptions written with a brush and methods of using needles. At first glance, it was written by master. He could not be more familiar with the handwriting.

"This is He asked, looking up in doubt.

"I don't know the details. My father is very eccentric. He seldom tells his family about himself. Even my mother doesn't know much about him." Wang Yuan's son said with a bitter smile: "if it wasn't for your contact information on his mobile phone, we don't know how to find you."

He didn't know that this note was stolen by Wang Yuan from his master's luggage. Of course, he couldn't figure out why Wang Yuan gave it to him. Just holding the pamphlet, sitting there silently, feeling ups and downs, silent for a long time.

After a long time, he stood up, walked back to the throne, put his hands together, and silently said in his heart: Uncle Wang, I don't know what kind of grudge you have with your master, and no matter how much unhappiness we have had, everything is over. Just take this note, and I will remember your kindness all my life. Then give me another deep gift.

After chatting with Wang Yuan's son, he went into the room to comfort the old lady, and then he left. On the way home, he felt very heavy and even regretted that he didn't take Wang Yuan to the hospital to have an examination yesterday. In that case, it might not happen. At the same time, many doubts in his heart may have an answer.

However, it's too late now. With Wang Yuan's departure, some mysteries may never be solved. When I got home, I took out the pamphlet and looked at the familiar handwriting on it. I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. Unconsciously, my eyes were a little wet.

After flipping through a few pages, he suddenly noticed a line of words in it. After reading it several times, he felt more and more incredible. So he quickly found out his mobile phone and transferred out the photo Zhang Wancheng sent him that night. He was surprised when he compared the two.

The content of the mobile phone photo is exactly the same as that in this pamphlet. Although it's just a few words, it's enough to shock him.

Is the pamphlet in my hand extracted by master from the theory of pills? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He quickly found a pen and paper and copied down the contents of the pamphlet word for word. Then he put away the original text, took the copied contents and read them carefully.

Unfortunately, he knows very little about medicinal materials. Many drugs, let alone seeing them with his own eyes, have never heard of them, let alone their pharmacology and properties. After reading it for a long time, I didn't see what I understood, so I sighed and thought habitually that I'd better find an opportunity to let the expert like director Chang have a look. As soon as this idea came out, I suddenly remembered what Wang Yuan said yesterday, and I was surprised. Forget it, the beauty director is more unfathomable, or don't go too close to her, stay away, don't be confused by her to sell all don't know.

But when I think about it, no, I can't go on like this all the time. Everything is calculated by others secretly. I can only wait for the crisis to appear in front of me like a fool, and then resolve it with luck. What if luck doesn't work? Are you really sold by these people?yes! I should do something, at least know what they are thinking and doing. Even if I can't know myself and the other, I have to have some points in my heart.

However, it's easy to say. If I really want to do it, I really don't know where to start, and I don't have a clue. I originally expected to get an answer from Wang Yuan, but now I'm gone, and the only thing left is...

he can't help but smile bitterly, and the only thing left is to ask Ding Miaomiao for help. Since she can know the whereabouts of Zhang Liwei, she should have a very special information channel. As long as she is willing to help, it seems that it is not impossible for her to find out the answer.

When he thought of Ding Miaomiao, he couldn't help flickering in his heart. He couldn't say what kind of feeling it was. He was impulsive, guilty, compassionate and confused. In a word, his five tastes were mixed and tangled. Holding the mobile phone, hesitated for five minutes, finally put the heart a horizontal, dial the phone number.

The phone was soon connected, and Ding Miaomiao's lazy voice came from the receiver.

"It's rare. How did you remember to hang up with me? I'm ready for you to go forever. " She said faintly.

"This... I..." he hesitated for a long time and didn't know where to start.

"Come on, don't be fussy. Let's go. Is there anything I can do for you? It's my great honor to serve you. At the same time, I hope you can share your precious feelings with me to appease my empty and lonely heart. " Ding Miao Miao said half true and half false.

After hearing these words, Xie Dong was speechless, and his guilt was a little more invisible. Alas, this kind of abnormal feelings clearly hurt both women.

"Did you go to Xiongzhou hospital yesterday?" Seeing that he was silent, Ding Miaomiao asked. He gave a hum. "See that Chinese Taoist medicine research center?" He said, well. Ding Miaomiao was amused by him and said with a smile: "master Xie, when you were in Gaoyang, you were very eloquent on the platform. How can you always talk to me? Can you tell me the details so that I don't feel like interrogating a prisoner? "

He pondered a little and said, "I went to the hospital, met Wang Yuan, and talked with him for a few words...

" what internal information did Wang Yuan tell you? " Ding Miaomiao interjected.

"He should have wanted to say something to me, but before he could, he died suddenly this morning." He was a little helpless.

"What? I'm dead! " Ding Miaomiao's voice suddenly increased a lot. After a short silence, he said eagerly, "tell me in detail what you talked about."

"We..." he just opened his mouth, and was interrupted by Ding Miaomiao: "forget it, don't talk on the phone, you come to my house."

He was stunned and thought, today is not the weekend, this time Ding Miaomiao should be at work, how can he be at home? Just a little indecisive, but Ding Miaomiao's voice came from the phone: "let you come, come quickly, don't worry, I've been tossed by you bastard, I'm going to fall apart, I'm not in class today, I can't do anything to you when I come!" With that, chuckling, he hung up the phone.

You're kidding! I'm so tough, he muttered, and then those passionate pictures came into his mind. He was so flustered that he couldn't help fighting a cold war.

Five minutes later, he left the house in a hurry, got into a taxi at the gate of the community and went straight to Ding Miao's house.

When he knocked on the door, he saw Ding Miaomiao wearing a loose Nightgown, with messy hair, slightly frowning and tired face.

"What's the matter with you? Do you feel bad about yourself? " He asked softly.

Ding Miaomiao smiles and stares at him. He says angrily, "you are not the villain. I didn't feel it at that time. When I got up this morning, I felt I couldn't stand up straight. I knew you were so powerful, so I didn't provoke you." Then he pulled him into the room and closed the door.

I don't know why. At the moment when the door was closed, he suddenly had a strong impulse. But he soon restrained his emotion, sighed silently, pointed to the sofa and said, "lie down, I'll relax for you."

Ding Miaomiao's face suddenly turned red. He leaned over and whispered in his ear, "do you want to do that massage?"

He was stunned, and then said with a smile: "don't you say that you're going to be flabby all over? Do you still think about that? "

"I want to break up." He said, "I'll make one for him."

"I... don't want to talk about Wang Yuan? How come it's on this again. " He said with a wry smile: "besides, I also have backache."

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