Xu Yi filled a basin with hot water and soaked her feet while sending a message to Zhou Huaqing on her cell phone.

She briefly introduced Maomao's situation in voice.

Zhou Huaqing called quickly.

"Do I have to go with the person you mentioned? Can I recommend someone else to go?"

Xu Yi was a little curious. Why didn't this old Taoist go there when he could make money?

"What's wrong with you? It doesn't matter if you can't go, someone else can go. The main thing is that you're the only one I know, and my schedule isn't right, so I only recommended you."

Zhou Huaqing coughed twice and said, "I haven't been feeling well lately and am in the hospital."

Xu Yi: "Oh, okay. Then recommend someone to me and I'll send them over."

"Okay, it's been sent." Zhou Huaqing operated on his mobile phone.

"Okay, bye." Xu Yi said and was about to hang up.

"Hello, hello, hello, hold on! I told you I'm in the hospital, and as a close friend of mine, you don't even bother to care about me!"

Zhou Huaqing was furious.

He is indeed an old child.

Xu Yi: "Oh, Lao Zhou, you won't die for the time being. It's okay, relax. That's all, thank you, bye!"

Looking at the hung up call, Zhou Huaqing was so angry that he threw his phone onto the bedside table.

snort……

Lying on the hospital bed, the more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I felt.

He picked up the phone again and sent a few voice messages to Xu Yi.

"Xu Xiaodaoyou, I'm in bed 25 on the third floor of the inpatient department of the Third Hospital."

"Come see me tomorrow. I want to eat bananas. Please bring me two buns when you come."

"The steamed buns next to the hospital are delicious."

"Are you asleep? Why don't you reply to my message?"

"I sent you a red envelope, please accept it."

Xu Yi listened to the voice and laughed out loud.

This little old man is so cute.

I guess he must be so angry that his white beard is about to stand up.

I stopped teasing him and replied, "Okay, okay, I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

The old man finally calmed down.

After sending Maomao the contact number of his colleague, Xu Yi received a video call from Xiao Tong.

"Sister Yiyi, are you busy? Happy New Year!"

"Look, I'm soaking my feet." Xu Yi greeted.

Xiao Tong thought for a moment and said, "Oh, sister, I have something to ask you.

I have a friend who's a singer-songwriter. She's well-known for her lyrics and music.

In the past, she could write a song in ten minutes, but recently, for some reason, she felt her head was empty and she couldn’t write anything. She got a headache whenever she wrote a song.

She tried many methods and saw a doctor but nothing worked, and they said there was nothing wrong with her.

I was struck by lightning and have a super memory. Can lightning be used to strike her in her situation?

If possible, could you please recommend a Taoist priest who can attract lightning?"

Xu Yi was speechless.

"Brother, you have a wild imagination! Do you think everyone is as lucky as you, being struck by lightning and still alive and well?"

Xiao Tong scratched his head, his face slightly red, and muttered softly.

"Ha, it doesn't work? She even asked me to try it for her! We've already tried it with electricity, and it didn't work. So it doesn't work?"

"666! She's lucky she didn't get electrocuted!

Please send me her latest photo without makeup so I can see what’s going on.”

Xu Yi was so angry that she laughed at Xiao Tong's outrageous behavior.

These two people are really worthy of being friends!

Otherwise, how could he come up with such a weird method?

Xiao Tong hung up the phone and immediately contacted Sun Qian.

"Hey, Qian Chuanzi, send me a selfie. I'll ask the master to take a look at it for you."

Sun Qian pressed her throbbing temples. Her head was aching so much that beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping down.

Looking at Sun Qian, who was deformed due to pain, Xiao Tong started scolding her.

"Qian Chuanzi, are you crazy? Or is there something wrong with your brain?

Are you trying to write songs again? Didn't I tell you not to write recently? You're giving me a headache! You deserve it!

Don't try to write it again. I'll let the master take a look at it for you. Maybe you'll be fine tomorrow!"

Sun Qian's face was pale. She had tried countless times recently, but it just didn't work.

Writing 10 words is already her limit.

Every time I had to stop because of a splitting headache.

"Is this master really capable? Don't tell me he's a liar."

Xiao Tong patiently explained: "Don't worry, I'm looking for the person who saved me last time.

If she can't solve your problem, I don't know who can.

Okay, enough talking, take a picture and send it to me."

A moment later, Xu Yi received a photo.

The girl had a simple ponytail, her face was pale, and beads of sweat were running down her forehead.

Looking at the photos, I really can't tell anything.

Xu Yi felt very strange.

Could this talent just disappear out of thin air?

"I took a look and she looks fine. Has anything strange happened to her recently?"

Xiao Tong shook his head. He didn't know either. He felt that everything was normal with Sun Qian.

"How about this, I'll go and see what's going on with her?" Xu Yi suggested.

Xiao Tong's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally relaxed a little.

"That's great. If you can help, it will definitely be okay! I'll buy you a plane ticket right away."

"Wait a minute, buy me something for tomorrow afternoon. I have something to do in the morning." Xu Yi stopped him.

She planned to go see Old Man Zhou in the morning, otherwise she would have to follow him up with countless 55-second voice messages.

"Okay, OK! Thank you! I'll treat you to dinner then!" Xiao Tong hurriedly thanked him.

"It's okay, I'll take the money." Xu Yi said.

Xiao Tong nodded, "Okay, if you can cure it, we'll pay you whatever the price is!"

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