Although Sang Huaiyuan was skeptical, he was still willing to seek help from Master Daoyi to save his son, even if it seemed hopeless, otherwise there was no other way.

He was about to call his secretary, Xiao Zhang, to ask for the abbot's phone number when Ye Qingqing stopped him. "Uncle, I have a phone. Don't bother."

Master Liujue's business card is still in her pocket!

Ye Qingqing took out the antique-looking business card from her pocket. Luckily, she hadn't thrown it away yesterday. It had Master Liujue's mobile phone number on it. Even monks are into information technology these days.

"Master, I am Ye Qingqing, Happy New Year!" Ye Qingqing said with a smile, but the other party didn't react much. After a while, he replied, "Which company do you work for, female benefactor? The time for the first incense offering has passed, and the vegetarian meal is scheduled for after the eighth day of the new year..."

Ye Qingqing was both amused and exasperated. This was the kind of memory a representative of the external affairs office had? They had just met yesterday, and she had already forgotten about it the next day. Was she just too plain-looking?

"I don't offer incense at the beginning of the month, nor do I order vegetarian food. I just ate yesterday. Do you remember, little bald boy? I'm the little bald boy's older sister. Could you please ask Master Daoyi to take a call?"

As soon as Ye Qingqing mentioned the little bald head, Master Liujue immediately remembered him. That little bald head was a treasure favored by the master. His tone unconsciously became more respectful, "Master Daoyi is meditating. Do you have something important to discuss?"

"This is a matter of life and death; I would be grateful if you could inform the master of this matter," Ye Qingqing pleaded.

Master Liujue was startled and dared not delay. He personally went to find Master Daoyi and asked the young novice to inform him. Wuchen had enough influence that the master became interested as soon as he heard about the little bald boy and made a phone call to Ye Qingqing.

Ye Qingqing recounted what had happened, pleading, "Master, please save my cousin's life. I am willing to go through fire and water for you from now on."

Master Daoyi smiled slightly, “Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, it is only natural.”

Unexpectedly, Master Daoyi agreed so readily. Ye Qingqing felt a surge of warmth in her heart, thanked him repeatedly, and arranged a time. After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingqing gave Sang Huaiyuan and his wife an OK sign.

"I'll go now. I've already spoken with the master."

Sun Qiuyun blinked, unable to believe that it had gone so smoothly. That was Master Daoyi, who didn't even give face to the mayor. Qingqing had arranged it with just one phone call.

"When did you meet Master Daoyi? No, are you sure it's Master Daoyi?" Sun Qiuyun was worried that Ye Qingqing had been scammed by a charlatan. These days, many people use the name of a master to swindle money!

Ye Qingqing was both amused and exasperated. "How could Master Daoyi of Dafosi Temple be a fake? I met him yesterday when I went there for a vegetarian meal. It just so happens that the master is acquainted with one of my patients, so we sat down and chatted for a while."

Sang Huaiyuan, who was in charge of the economy, was naturally aware of the Zhuang family's hurried arrival in Pingjiang. He had his secretary contact the Zhuang family, but they replied that they were there for medical treatment and had no interest in business. So he didn't bother them anymore, but he was still aware of the Zhuang family's every move.

Yesterday, the three members of the Zhuang family went to the Great Buddha Temple to meet Master Daoyi. It is said that the master and the Zhuang family have been friends for more than ten years. Could it be that this girl's patient is...?

"Your patient isn't Young Master Zhuang, is he?" Sang Huaiyuan couldn't help but ask, his expression full of surprise.

“Yes, it was Mr. Zhuang who introduced me to Master Daoyi.” Ye Qingqing nodded. Sang Huaiyuan was shocked and looked at Ye Qingqing with even more disbelief for a long time without saying a word.

In his eyes, Ye Qingqing was still a child who hadn't grown up. But in that instant, Sang Huaiyuan was shocked to find that this child had grown into an adult and had her own network of connections, and a rather frightening one at that.