"It just so happens that I have a family friend in Luzhou, Mr. Qi. If you need any help, please don't hesitate to ask."
"I'll have my friend deal with the local bully for you."
Old Master Qi has lived in Kyoto for so many years, how could he possibly ask Leader Yang for help? If people knew this, they would laugh at him for being so destitute that he needed a junior to help him.
Old Master Qi immediately refused, waving his hand and saying, "No need, no need, I have already sent someone to handle this matter."
"The local bully in Luzhou is nothing more than a coward. He can make a little noise in the local area, but he's not even worthy of your attention nationwide."
"With just a few documents, that snake will be firmly suppressed, with no chance of turning the tables. How could I let anyone who dares to touch the Qi family get away with it?"
When Leader Yang saw that Old Master Qi refused, he did not continue the conversation.
After all, Old Master Qi's influence is undeniable. Although his official power is not what it used to be, his connections remain, and even a little bit of his pressure can crush someone. He certainly doesn't need to take action.
Besides, he has a lot of his own things to do, and right now his biggest concern is his wife.
He wondered if his wife's condition could be cured.
So, Leader Yang casually said:
"The security situation in Luzhou definitely needs to be controlled."
"When I have time, I'll go to Luzhou in person. I want to see what kind of atmosphere Luzhou has now, that it can even encourage local bullies."
When Leader Yang visited Luzhou last time, he was just passing through and stopped by to visit a friend. He didn't pay attention to the various factions in Luzhou.
Once he's finished with his work and his wife's condition has improved, he'll make a trip to Luzhou.
After Grandpa Qi confided his concerns, he felt a sense of relief, as if a pent-up frustration had vanished.
Sure enough, people still need to chat.
Old Master Qi was about to drink with Leader Yang when he saw Leader Yang staring blankly, a hint of a smile flashing across his face as if he had thought of something.
Old Master Qi didn't disturb Leader Yang's distraction. He waited until Yang came to his senses before clinking glasses with him and casually asking:
"Is there some happy occasion at home? You seem distracted today."
"You don't tell me about the good news, so I can share in the joy too."
When Old Master Qi pointed it out on the spot, Leader Yang no longer tried to hide it. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and the smile spread from the corners of his mouth to his entire face.
He continued, "I recently found a young and promising doctor with exceptional medical skills."
“I just came back from visiting a good friend in Luzhou a while ago. You have no idea how bad his condition was. Even the experts in Beijing couldn’t do anything about it.”
"But he was cured by a young miracle doctor. Isn't that amazing?"
“I told the doctor about my wife’s condition. I didn’t have much hope at first, but he said that there was hope for this kind of condition to be cured, but he would need to see my wife to make a more specific diagnosis.”
This time, it was Old Master Qi's turn to be surprised!
He was acutely aware of the importance of a top-tier doctor; it was something that money couldn't buy.
To put it simply, just look at the pill that the divine doctor left in the Qi family more than twenty years ago; it made everyone in the capital extremely envious.
Even though he has been retired for many years, the Qi family's resources and connections continue to flow in thanks to the pill. Half of the reason is that everyone wants to obtain that pill from the Qi family.
They even wanted Old Master Qi to introduce them to that miracle doctor.
"I remember your wife's condition is hereditary, a genetic condition that is incurable even internationally. How could that young miracle doctor claim he could cure it?"
"I'm a little curious. If that miracle doctor cures your wife's illness, I'll have to ask you to introduce me to him."
Grandpa Qi responded politely, although he did not believe that the young miracle doctor could really cure Mrs. Yang's illness.
"Youth" and "miracle doctor" are never words that seem to go together!
Young geniuses are possible, but they are worlds apart from being considered miracle doctors.
If any genius could claim to be a divine physician, then the high-ranking officials in Kyoto wouldn't need to search everywhere for renowned doctors to come out of seclusion.
You see, they have power, influence, and money, but the only thing they can't control is various diseases.
If such a young and capable miracle doctor were to emerge, wouldn't the high-ranking officials in the capital be overjoyed?
It's highly likely that the young miracle doctor was just a front. He might have some skill, but he's far from being able to cure hereditary diseases. However, seeing how much expectation Leader Yang had, Old Master Qi naturally couldn't expose him in person.
The two exchanged compliments, and after a hearty meal and drinks, they both left happily.
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The next day.
Zhou Yi was having a buffet breakfast in the hotel lobby. At a glance, there was a wide variety of breakfasts from all over the world.
The large breakfast restaurant only had a few dozen people dining, and half of them were foreigners.
This hotel is of a very high standard and is a hotel in Kyoto specifically for receiving foreign guests. The hotel's security guards are armed and on duty during working hours with approval from higher authorities, which shows just how strong the hotel's security is.
If an ordinary person wanted to move in, no amount of money would be enough to qualify them.
Judging from these arrangements, it is clear that Leader Yang attaches great importance to Zhou Yi, which is why he arranged for him to stay in such a special hotel.
He had just finished breakfast when the person who picked him up from the airport last night called to remind him that Mrs. Yang's treatment would be in two hours.
“I’ve already finished breakfast, and I can go see Mrs. Yang now.”
"Come pick me up." Zhou Yi wiped his mouth.
The person on the other end of the phone smiled broadly: "Okay, you go back to your room and rest first. I'll call you again when I get to the hotel."
After saying that, the other end of the phone hung up.
After confirming the time with Zhou Yi, they then called Mrs. Yang.
Zhou Yi sat in the Hongqi car, looking around Kyoto. The sun was shining brightly today, bathing the entire city in a golden glow.
As those bloggers have said, Kyoto is indeed very congested; there are few people strolling around on the streets, but many cars.
The car stopped again after driving for a short while.
Fearing that Zhou Yi might be bored, the assistant began to introduce him to the culture and customs of Kyoto.
Zhou Yi listened quietly. As expected of an assistant to a high-ranking leader, he spoke eloquently about various insights and cultural customs, never making the listener feel bored.
"brake--"
An hour later.
After the vehicle passed through multiple identity verification checks, Zhou Yi was able to enter the compound. From afar, he saw a gentle woman of about forty years old standing at the gate waiting for him.
After the car was parked, the woman walked over with a smile, and her assistant looked at Zhou Yi and reminded him, "Mr. Zhou, we've arrived."
"This is our leader's wife."
Upon first glance at Mrs. Yang, Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed rapidly.
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