There was a door between us, but I could see everything.
Including the identity of outsiders.
The dean was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the girl: "Miss Ying, do you want to..."
Although Ying Zijin did not deliberately conceal her identity, Shaoren Hospital still kept it secret from the outside world.
After all, this is their boss, not their employee.
It may be difficult to find the dean's office and prove the identity of the person who comes.
"It's okay." Ying Zijin retracted his gaze and tapped the table lightly with his fingers, "Let him in."
After getting the permission, the dean hurriedly got up and went to open the door.
Unexpectedly, there was a man wrapped tightly in a blanket standing outside the door.
It's April, but he's still wearing a mask and a hat, not revealing his face at all.
The only thing he had was a pair of eyes, which were a rare deep blue, as deep and vast as the sea.
But he was tall and straight, and even if he covered himself tightly, it couldn't hide his outstanding temperament.
The water is as deep as the lake and as majestic as the mountains; the elegant men are the most profound.
The dean was stunned again: "Excuse me, who are you?"
The man took off his mask, revealing his face.
The facial features are three-dimensional and the eyebrows and eyes are deep.
It is a handsome face that is very familiar to people and can be seen everywhere on the streets.
"You, you, you are that movie star!" The dean stared at the man for a long time and suddenly became excited. "Your name is Shang Yaozhi, right?"
Shang Yaozhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "So you know me too."
He was born after 1995, and his active fans are all students. Most of the older generation don’t know him.
"I know, of course I know." The dean slapped his thigh happily, "My daughter likes you so much. She calls me every day at home and even asks me to vote for you."
Shang Yaozhi smiled, without the usual celebrity airs, and said gently: "Thank you for your kindness."
“Mr. Shang, can you can you can…” The dean frantically searched for paper and pen and handed them over, “Can you sign an autograph for my daughter?”
Just in a few days, his daughter’s birthday is coming.
If he gets Shang Yaozhi's autograph, the gift he gives this time will definitely be better than that given to his wife.
My daughter will definitely like him more.
Shang Yaozhi did not refuse, and asked: "What is your daughter's name? I will write a special signature for her."
The dean said a name happily.
Shang Yaozhi picked up the pen and wrote very seriously.
His handwriting is like his personality, and it is also very beautiful.
After finishing, he handed the paper to the dean.
The dean carefully folded the signature and put it in his pocket.
Great, you’re done.
Shang Yaozhi covered his lips with his fist and started coughing again.
His face looked pale, not as radiant as it appeared on the advertising screen, and there was a hint of fatigue between his eyebrows.
"Mr. Shang, the miracle doctor you are looking for is Miss Ying." The dean was quite worried, "What's wrong with you?"
"Miss Ying?" Shang Yaozhi looked at the girl, surprised by her youth.
But he didn't ask anything. He just hesitated for a moment before speaking in a low voice: "Miss Ying, if it's possible, I would like to ask you--"
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
"There's something wrong with your vocal cords." Ying Zijin twirled the pen in his hand, speaking slowly, not too fast or too slow. "At first, you just couldn't sing. Later, it got so serious that you couldn't even speak your lines."
"So, you have to choose to take a break and turn down all the business."
The dean was stunned.
no.
Even though Chinese medicine has the four methods of observation, listening, questioning and palpation, it doesn't mean that one can know everything just by looking, right?
Shang Yaozhi's expression gradually became more serious. After a while, he sighed, "Miss Ying is indeed a miracle doctor. Everything is just as you said."
A month ago, his vocal cords suddenly broke, leaving him unable to sing.
The whereabouts of celebrities are always being watched, and if a female celebrity goes to the hospital, news of her pregnancy may break.
Naturally, he went there quietly.
However, doctors in major hospitals in Shanghai and the capital could not find the root cause of his illness and simply prescribed him some ordinary throat medicine.
But after he went back and ate it, the damage to his vocal cords became worse.
It's ok for normal speaking, but when it comes to speaking lines in a movie, the power is not enough.
For an actor who has won many awards, this will undoubtedly end his career.
His agent was also very anxious and contacted a doctor abroad for him, but it would take some time for him to arrive.
The reason why he appeared here was because Shang Yaozhi came to Shaoren Hospital after listening to the recommendation of the doctor there.
I really didn't expect to meet such a miracle doctor by chance.
Ying Zijin nodded: "It's not a big deal, but you shouldn't take those medicines."
Shang Yaozhi coughed again and smiled bitterly: "I just didn't expect it to be like this. Can Miss Ying cure it?"
"Yes." Ying Zijin took a piece of paper and wrote a prescription, "Go down and get the medicine, boil it yourself, and drink it for seven days before coming back."
The dean leaned over to take a look and discovered that the prescription contained only very common medicinal ingredients, nothing special about it.
He scratched his head, thinking that it seemed like he would never be able to become a miracle doctor in his lifetime.
Shang Yaozhi took it and said, "Thank you, Miss Ying."
Being able to see his condition at a glance, he would not have any doubts.
Ying Zijin didn't keep him, but just nodded slightly: "Remember to pay me when you're done."
——
After Shang Yaozhi came out of the hospital, he got into the nanny car.
The agent turned around and asked with concern: "Yaozhi, how is it?"
"It went very smoothly." Shang Yaozhi coughed a few times, "Just rest for another month, and it won't affect you anymore."
"Is it really that magical?" The agent didn't quite believe it. "I've accompanied you to so many hospitals, but they couldn't cure you."
Shang Yaozhi smiled and said nothing.
Seeing him like this, the agent understood: "It seems that this miracle doctor at Shaoren Hospital is really amazing. We should thank him later."
After a pause, he lowered his voice and said, "Yaozhi, you really don't remember what you ate a month ago?"
Shang Yaozhi's expression changed, and he shook his head slowly: "A month ago, it happened to be the crew's celebration banquet. If you ask about the food, it was too much."
"Besides, nothing happened to the others."
"I know, that's why it's troublesome." The agent sighed and was very worried. "I really don't know who is harming you."
With Shang Yaozhi's current status in the entertainment industry, let alone those born in the 1990s and 1985s, their status is not as high as his.
A Golden Flower Award for Best Actor has firmly established him in the entertainment industry.
No one can shake it.
Who has the guts to attack Shang Yao?
The agent frowned: "Who could it be..."
He racked his brains but couldn't come up with an answer, so he could only warn: "Yaozhi, be careful recently and avoid contact with people in the circle."
Shang Yaozhi nodded, he looked at the prescription and fell into deep thought.
——
late at night.
Shanghai, east.
Fu Yun took a deep look at his abdomen and took a deep breath.
The mercenary team resolved the situation quickly, but it also attracted hunters from other lists.
Among them is the fourth on the Gun God List, who has a very good relationship with the seventh on the Gun God List.
In order to protect the integrity of the medicinal materials without revealing his identity, Fu Yunshen chose to take the bullet.
Maybe it’s because I haven’t been injured for a long time, so it does hurt a little.
Fu Yunshen raised his hand and pressed it between his eyebrows to stay awake.
He was holding a black bag in one hand, walking towards me, holding onto the wall, his eyelashes drooping.
It was two o'clock in the morning, and it was in the suburbs again, and there was no one around.
Blood was flowing out, and Fu Yunshen's eyes became a little blurred.
He sat down against the wall and prepared to rest for a while.
When I looked up, I was stunned.
Fu Yunshen breathed slowly, his eyes becoming more blurred, and he murmured softly: "I shouldn't be dreaming, how come I still saw our little friend..."
But the next second, a force came from his arm.
A voice sounded above my head.
"Get up, I'll take you to the hospital."
It's very clear, dreams are not so real.
Fu Yunshen raised his eyelids and saw the girl's figure in his eyes.
She was looking down at him, her brows knitted.
After a while, Fu Yunshen smiled and said helplessly: "He is really our little friend."
He leaned against the wall, blood from his abdomen seeping through the gauze and still flowing down.
Ying Zijin raised his hand and inserted a silver needle into a blood vessel, stopping his bleeding. He then said, "Get up and go to the hospital."
Fu Yunshen panted violently, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured, but he was still smiling and said lightly: "Little friend, brother can't go to the hospital."
This kind of injury is considered minor for him. It has been bandaged anyway, so he will be fine if he holds on.
If he goes to the hospital, many things will be exposed, and it may even bring fatal disaster to the people around him.
"Yaoyao, let me rest for a while." Fu Yunshen paused before saying a complete sentence, "I have a strong ability to heal myself, don't worry."
As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly stiffened and his long back tensed.
There is a cool touch on the waist.
Two words fell in my ears.
"Don't move."
The girl raised her hands, hugged his waist and held him down forcefully.
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