Chapter 319: Prepare for the big birthday
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"This……"
The original caller already believed that Zhang Yifeng was a genius doctor, but at this moment, he hesitated again.
This is an intractable disease recognized in the world, but this genius doctor said so readily that it can be cured!
Having received higher education, as an intellectual, he knows that this is simply impossible. This disease can be cured, it is considered a miracle, but it cannot be cured, that is the truth.
However, thinking that his teacher's body is not as good every day, he can only believe in Zhang Yifeng, but his tone suddenly becomes cold: "If you are a liar, I can guarantee that you will never end well."
Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "If the cure is not possible, all money will not be charged. But I have a rule for treating diseases. You must provide me with the identity of the person receiving treatment. I am a person who treats diseases in principle and is extremely vicious. People who are not treated, and those who I think should not be treated, I also do not treat them."
"I'm afraid this won't work. His identity is a state secret." The other party frowned.
"State secret?" Zhang Yifeng smiled, and then said, "Then let his identity continue to be a state secret. Anyway, it is not me who is dead."
"This... I have to discuss with the above before I call you."
"Okay. Anyway, I'm fine today."
Zhang Yifeng hung up the phone and found a hotel nearby to stay.
He didn't have much demand for hotels, and he stayed in ordinary hotels. For him, as long as there was a place to shelter from the wind and rain.
Zhang Yifeng said that he came to Kyoto to prepare first, but in fact he didn't have much preparation. He just called Zhang Kexin and asked how the family planned this birthday.
Zhang Kexin said that this big birthday was very grand, and it could be described as a gathering of guests. Some even invited first-line celebrities to congratulate Mr. Wen on the scene.
The literary family is a family in Kyoto, and this birthday is naturally held in their own house.
Zhang Yifeng thought for a moment. Since it is so grand, his situation will definitely not be good at that time. The people of the Wen family looked down on him from the bottom of their hearts.
However, he just wanted to slap all the writers in the face and take Zhang Kexin away.
After calling his sister, Zhang Yifeng dialed another call.
After the call was dialed, a slightly unexpected voice came from the other side: "Zhang Yifeng, you call me, what's the matter?"
This voice was crisp and bright, like a yellow oriole, it was Fang Keting.
"Forget it, I want to ask how much your appearance fee is?"
"What do you mean?"
"There is an old man in my family celebrating his birthday. I want to find someone who can inspire the atmosphere. But he doesn't necessarily like pop singers, so I just asked for a while. I'm not sure if I will invite you that day."
"So that's the case, when?"
"Three days later."
"Okay, if you need me, I will go with a phone call. Don't mention the money, I owe you. But if you really need me, you have to notify me in advance. I'm in Kyoto."
"It's okay, the place is in Kyoto."
"It's in Kyoto? Wait, you're not talking about Wen Jia, are you?" Fang Ke Ting's startled voice came.
"How do you know?" Zhang Yifeng asked suspiciously.
Fang Keting said indifferently: "Kyoto is so big, and the 80th birthday of the Wen family is so high-profile, it is hard to know whether you want to know. The most important thing is that the relationship between the Wen family and the child found me and wanted me to sing at the birthday party. I rejected this song. I don't like this kind of occasion. By the way, what is your relationship with the writer?"
Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "Old man from the Wen family, he is the grandfather I have never met before."
"what?"
Fang Keting was a little dazed. Although Zhang Yifeng was just a sentence, the relationship seemed a bit complicated, grandpa? Never met? What is the relationship. Then Fang Keting shook her head and said, "Anyway, if you need me, there will only be a phone call when the time comes. I live not far from Wen's house. If there is no traffic jam, it will only take ten minutes."
"Well. I'll call you if I need it. That's it, thanks in advance."
Zhang Yifeng spoke and hung up.
Fang Keting on the other side gave a wry smile. Zhang Yifeng is really not a person who is good at chatting. He just hangs up the phone when he asks something, and doesn't say a few words.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yifeng penetrated his thoughts into the storage ring. Since he was going to celebrate his grandfather's birthday, he naturally gave gifts. Zhang Yifeng has to take a gift no matter what.
He suddenly remembered that he had rescued a boy on the plane that day, and his father gave him a landscape painting.
After Zhang Yifeng had the storage ring, he kept the painting in the storage ring.
Even if Zhang Yifeng is not a painter, it can be seen that this painting is made by everyone, and the charm of the landscape ink painting is fully displayed. That goshawk is like a finishing touch, filling the whole picture with aura.
The literary family is a literary family, so it should be the most suitable to send a painting. It would be a waste to leave this painting here.
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng was about to practice, the phone rang, he checked the phone number, he directly connected, and said lightly: "Did you figure it out?"
A serious voice came across: "I can tell you the identity of the teacher, but you must keep it secret."
"Relax, this is the medical ethics of every doctor."
The other side was silent for a while, and said: "My teacher is the chief engineer of China's military science and technology research and development, and an academician of the China Academy of Sciences, Hou Chengguo. When I was young, my teacher participated in the research of missiles, hydrogen bombs, and atomic bombs. He has made outstanding contributions to my country's science and technology defense. It is my country's atomic bomb. His father, Qian Sanqiang, was the only apprentice accepted by the head."
The other party had just finished speaking, and Zhang Yifeng broke his mouth and said, "I will treat this disease."
For those who have contributed to China, Zhang Yifeng has an unshirkable responsibility! A few decades ago, China was still a weak and bullied country by the great powers. It is precisely because there are a large number of patriotic talents who are not afraid of all kinds of difficulties and dangers. Returning from overseas, they are devoted to scientific research for the country and develop China's national strength. .
In particular, Qian Sanqiang, the father of my country's atomic bomb, Deng Jiaxian, the "two bomb father", and Qian Xuesen, the "father of missiles". These people must be remembered by the people. There are also those who are unknown and silently contribute to the country, such as this Hou Chengguo.
Although Zhang Yifeng is a native of Lingyue Mainland, he is also a Chinese. The memory of Zhang Yifeng in this life is also his memory. Some of Zhang Yifeng's outlook on honor and disgrace in this life is also his outlook on honor and disgrace.
As Huaxia Erlang, you must have patriotic feelings.
"Doctor Zhang, thank you. Where are you now? We will send someone to pick you up right away."
"A small hotel, it seems to be called Liege Hotel. It's near the airport."
"Okay, you just wait for us there, and I will arrive in at most half an hour."
The other party hung up the phone in a hurry, he should have gone to drive.
After Zhang Yifeng had nothing to do, after taking a pill for refining God, he continued to temper his body with spiritual energy.
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"This……"
The original caller already believed that Zhang Yifeng was a genius doctor, but at this moment, he hesitated again.
This is an intractable disease recognized in the world, but this genius doctor said so readily that it can be cured!
Having received higher education, as an intellectual, he knows that this is simply impossible. This disease can be cured, it is considered a miracle, but it cannot be cured, that is the truth.
However, thinking that his teacher's body is not as good every day, he can only believe in Zhang Yifeng, but his tone suddenly becomes cold: "If you are a liar, I can guarantee that you will never end well."
Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "If the cure is not possible, all money will not be charged. But I have a rule for treating diseases. You must provide me with the identity of the person receiving treatment. I am a person who treats diseases in principle and is extremely vicious. People who are not treated, and those who I think should not be treated, I also do not treat them."
"I'm afraid this won't work. His identity is a state secret." The other party frowned.
"State secret?" Zhang Yifeng smiled, and then said, "Then let his identity continue to be a state secret. Anyway, it is not me who is dead."
"This... I have to discuss with the above before I call you."
"Okay. Anyway, I'm fine today."
Zhang Yifeng hung up the phone and found a hotel nearby to stay.
He didn't have much demand for hotels, and he stayed in ordinary hotels. For him, as long as there was a place to shelter from the wind and rain.
Zhang Yifeng said that he came to Kyoto to prepare first, but in fact he didn't have much preparation. He just called Zhang Kexin and asked how the family planned this birthday.
Zhang Kexin said that this big birthday was very grand, and it could be described as a gathering of guests. Some even invited first-line celebrities to congratulate Mr. Wen on the scene.
The literary family is a family in Kyoto, and this birthday is naturally held in their own house.
Zhang Yifeng thought for a moment. Since it is so grand, his situation will definitely not be good at that time. The people of the Wen family looked down on him from the bottom of their hearts.
However, he just wanted to slap all the writers in the face and take Zhang Kexin away.
After calling his sister, Zhang Yifeng dialed another call.
After the call was dialed, a slightly unexpected voice came from the other side: "Zhang Yifeng, you call me, what's the matter?"
This voice was crisp and bright, like a yellow oriole, it was Fang Keting.
"Forget it, I want to ask how much your appearance fee is?"
"What do you mean?"
"There is an old man in my family celebrating his birthday. I want to find someone who can inspire the atmosphere. But he doesn't necessarily like pop singers, so I just asked for a while. I'm not sure if I will invite you that day."
"So that's the case, when?"
"Three days later."
"Okay, if you need me, I will go with a phone call. Don't mention the money, I owe you. But if you really need me, you have to notify me in advance. I'm in Kyoto."
"It's okay, the place is in Kyoto."
"It's in Kyoto? Wait, you're not talking about Wen Jia, are you?" Fang Ke Ting's startled voice came.
"How do you know?" Zhang Yifeng asked suspiciously.
Fang Keting said indifferently: "Kyoto is so big, and the 80th birthday of the Wen family is so high-profile, it is hard to know whether you want to know. The most important thing is that the relationship between the Wen family and the child found me and wanted me to sing at the birthday party. I rejected this song. I don't like this kind of occasion. By the way, what is your relationship with the writer?"
Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "Old man from the Wen family, he is the grandfather I have never met before."
"what?"
Fang Keting was a little dazed. Although Zhang Yifeng was just a sentence, the relationship seemed a bit complicated, grandpa? Never met? What is the relationship. Then Fang Keting shook her head and said, "Anyway, if you need me, there will only be a phone call when the time comes. I live not far from Wen's house. If there is no traffic jam, it will only take ten minutes."
"Well. I'll call you if I need it. That's it, thanks in advance."
Zhang Yifeng spoke and hung up.
Fang Keting on the other side gave a wry smile. Zhang Yifeng is really not a person who is good at chatting. He just hangs up the phone when he asks something, and doesn't say a few words.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yifeng penetrated his thoughts into the storage ring. Since he was going to celebrate his grandfather's birthday, he naturally gave gifts. Zhang Yifeng has to take a gift no matter what.
He suddenly remembered that he had rescued a boy on the plane that day, and his father gave him a landscape painting.
After Zhang Yifeng had the storage ring, he kept the painting in the storage ring.
Even if Zhang Yifeng is not a painter, it can be seen that this painting is made by everyone, and the charm of the landscape ink painting is fully displayed. That goshawk is like a finishing touch, filling the whole picture with aura.
The literary family is a literary family, so it should be the most suitable to send a painting. It would be a waste to leave this painting here.
Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng was about to practice, the phone rang, he checked the phone number, he directly connected, and said lightly: "Did you figure it out?"
A serious voice came across: "I can tell you the identity of the teacher, but you must keep it secret."
"Relax, this is the medical ethics of every doctor."
The other side was silent for a while, and said: "My teacher is the chief engineer of China's military science and technology research and development, and an academician of the China Academy of Sciences, Hou Chengguo. When I was young, my teacher participated in the research of missiles, hydrogen bombs, and atomic bombs. He has made outstanding contributions to my country's science and technology defense. It is my country's atomic bomb. His father, Qian Sanqiang, was the only apprentice accepted by the head."
The other party had just finished speaking, and Zhang Yifeng broke his mouth and said, "I will treat this disease."
For those who have contributed to China, Zhang Yifeng has an unshirkable responsibility! A few decades ago, China was still a weak and bullied country by the great powers. It is precisely because there are a large number of patriotic talents who are not afraid of all kinds of difficulties and dangers. Returning from overseas, they are devoted to scientific research for the country and develop China's national strength. .
In particular, Qian Sanqiang, the father of my country's atomic bomb, Deng Jiaxian, the "two bomb father", and Qian Xuesen, the "father of missiles". These people must be remembered by the people. There are also those who are unknown and silently contribute to the country, such as this Hou Chengguo.
Although Zhang Yifeng is a native of Lingyue Mainland, he is also a Chinese. The memory of Zhang Yifeng in this life is also his memory. Some of Zhang Yifeng's outlook on honor and disgrace in this life is also his outlook on honor and disgrace.
As Huaxia Erlang, you must have patriotic feelings.
"Doctor Zhang, thank you. Where are you now? We will send someone to pick you up right away."
"A small hotel, it seems to be called Liege Hotel. It's near the airport."
"Okay, you just wait for us there, and I will arrive in at most half an hour."
The other party hung up the phone in a hurry, he should have gone to drive.
After Zhang Yifeng had nothing to do, after taking a pill for refining God, he continued to temper his body with spiritual energy.
"This"The original caller already believed that Zhang Yifeng was a genius doctor, but at this moment, he hesitated again.This is an intractable disease recognized in the world, but this genius doctor said so readily that it can be cured!Having received higher education, as an intellectual, he knows that this is simply impossible. This disease can be cured, it is considered a miracle, but it cannot be cured, that is the truth.However, thinking that his teacher's body is not as good every day, he can only believe in Zhang Yifeng, but his tone suddenly becomes cold: "If you are a liar, I can guarantee that you will never end well."Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "If the cure is not possible, all money will not be charged. But I have a rule for treating diseases. You must provide me with the identity of the person receiving treatment. I am a person who treats diseases in principle and is extremely vicious. People who are not treated, and those who I think should not be treated, I also do not treat them.""I'm afraid this won't work. His identity is a state secret." The other party frowned."State secret?" Zhang Yifeng smiled, and then said, "Then let his identity continue to be a state secret. Anyway, it is not me who is dead.""This... I have to discuss with the above before I call you.""Okay. Anyway, I'm fine today."Zhang Yifeng hung up the phone and found a hotel nearby to stay.He didn't have much demand for hotels, and he stayed in ordinary hotels. For him, as long as there was a place to shelter from the wind and rain.Zhang Yifeng said that he came to Kyoto to prepare first, but in fact he didn't have much preparation. He just called Zhang Kexin and asked how the family planned this birthday.Zhang Kexin said that this big birthday was very grand, and it could be described as a gathering of guests. Some even invited first-line celebrities to congratulate Mr. Wen on the scene.The literary family is a family in Kyoto, and this birthday is naturally held in their own house.Zhang Yifeng thought for a moment. Since it is so grand, his situation will definitely not be good at that time. The people of the Wen family looked down on him from the bottom of their hearts.However, he just wanted to slap all the writers in the face and take Zhang Kexin away.After calling his sister, Zhang Yifeng dialed another call.After the call was dialed, a slightly unexpected voice came from the other side: "Zhang Yifeng, you call me, what's the matter?"This voice was crisp and bright, like a yellow oriole, it was Fang Keting."Forget it, I want to ask how much your appearance fee is?""What do you mean?""There is an old man in my family celebrating his birthday. I want to find someone who can inspire the atmosphere. But he doesn't necessarily like pop singers, so I just asked for a while. I'm not sure if I will invite you that day.""So that's the case, when?""Three days later.""Okay, if you need me, I will go with a phone call. Don't mention the money, I owe you. But if you really need me, you have to notify me in advance. I'm in Kyoto.""It's okay, the place is in Kyoto.""It's in Kyoto? Wait, you're not talking about Wen Jia, are you?" Fang Ke Ting's startled voice came."How do you know?" Zhang Yifeng asked suspiciously.Fang Keting said indifferently: "Kyoto is so big, and the 80th birthday of the Wen family is so high-profile, it is hard to know whether you want to know. The most important thing is that the relationship between the Wen family and the child found me and wanted me to sing at the birthday party. I rejected this song. I don't like this kind of occasion. By the way, what is your relationship with the writer?"Zhang Yifeng said indifferently: "Old man from the Wen family, he is the grandfather I have never met before.""what?"Fang Keting was a little dazed. Although Zhang Yifeng was just a sentence, the relationship seemed a bit complicated, grandpa? Never met? What is the relationship. Then Fang Keting shook her head and said, "Anyway, if you need me, there will only be a phone call when the time comes. I live not far from Wen's house. If there is no traffic jam, it will only take ten minutes.""Well. I'll call you if I need it. That's it, thanks in advance."Zhang Yifeng spoke and hung up.Fang Keting on the other side gave a wry smile. Zhang Yifeng is really not a person who is good at chatting. He just hangs up the phone when he asks something, and doesn't say a few words.After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yifeng penetrated his thoughts into the storage ring. Since he was going to celebrate his grandfather's birthday, he naturally gave gifts. Zhang Yifeng has to take a gift no matter what.He suddenly remembered that he had rescued a boy on the plane that day, and his father gave him a landscape painting.After Zhang Yifeng had the storage ring, he kept the painting in the storage ring.Even if Zhang Yifeng is not a painter, it can be seen that this painting is made by everyone, and the charm of the landscape ink painting is fully displayed. That goshawk is like a finishing touch, filling the whole picture with aura.The literary family is a literary family, so it should be the most suitable to send a painting. It would be a waste to leave this painting here.Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng was about to practice, the phone rang, he checked the phone number, he directly connected, and said lightly: "Did you figure it out?"A serious voice came across: "I can tell you the identity of the teacher, but you must keep it secret.""Relax, this is the medical ethics of every doctor."The other side was silent for a while, and said: "My teacher is the chief engineer of China's military science and technology research and development, and an academician of the China Academy of Sciences, Hou Chengguo. When I was young, my teacher participated in the research of missiles, hydrogen bombs, and atomic bombs. He has made outstanding contributions to my country's science and technology defense. It is my country's atomic bomb. His father, Qian Sanqiang, was the only apprentice accepted by the head."The other party had just finished speaking, and Zhang Yifeng broke his mouth and said, "I will treat this disease."For those who have contributed to China, Zhang Yifeng has an unshirkable responsibility! A few decades ago, China was still a weak and bullied country by the great powers. It is precisely because there are a large number of patriotic talents who are not afraid of all kinds of difficulties and dangers. Returning from overseas, they are devoted to scientific research for the country and develop China's national strength. .In particular, Qian Sanqiang, the father of my country's atomic bomb, Deng Jiaxian, the "two bomb father", and Qian Xuesen, the "father of missiles". These people must be remembered by the people. There are also those who are unknown and silently contribute to the country, such as this Hou Chengguo.Although Zhang Yifeng is a native of Lingyue Mainland, he is also a Chinese. The memory of Zhang Yifeng in this life is also his memory. Some of Zhang Yifeng's outlook on honor and disgrace in this life is also his outlook on honor and disgrace.As Huaxia Erlang, you must have patriotic feelings."Doctor Zhang, thank you. Where are you now? We will send someone to pick you up right away.""A small hotel, it seems to be called Liege Hotel. It's near the airport.""Okay, you just wait for us there, and I will arrive in at most half an hour."The other party hung up the phone in a hurry, he should have gone to drive.After Zhang Yifeng had nothing to do, after taking a pill for refining God, he continued to temper his body with spiritual energy.
