Metaphysics Reborn: My rules are rules

Zhao Qian was also responsible for helping Song Zhihe connect with Gu Jinyu. He naturally knew that Ye Yuran helped solve the strange things in Lilin High School. This shows that Ye Yuran is indeed capable and can take on things.That's why he took the liberty to trouble Ye Yuran again.

Ye Yuran raised his eyebrows: "What are you busy with?"

Zhao Qian said: "My friend's son has a strange disease. No matter what medicine he takes, it doesn't work."

If it weren't for his "hidden rules" thing, he would have asked Ye Yuran for help a long time ago.

"Strange disease? What strange disease?"

Zhao Qian frowned and began to recall the scene described to him by his friend: "At first, he cried all night long. Because he was a child, only a little over one year old. It was normal to cry at night. My friend and his wife didn't. I took it to heart and thought it was because the child was hungry, but then the child started to have a high fever that wouldn’t go away, and medicine and injections didn’t work.”

"Child crying at night?" Ye Yuran frowned and unconsciously touched the teacup with his fingers, "Are there any other symptoms?"

Zhao Qian thought for a while and shook his head: "That's what he told me. Miss Ye, are you willing to help?"

Ye Yuran nodded slightly: "Well, I can try, but I can't guarantee that it can be solved."

"As long as you are willing! Whether it works or not, my friend can't think of any other way now." Zhao Qian said with a bitter smile, "That child was cute and tight before he got sick, and he didn't recognize life at all. Who wouldn't praise him when he saw it? "

Zhao Qian sighed and said, "When is it convenient for you? I will take you to his home."

Ye Yuran thought about it and realized that tomorrow was the last monthly exam of this semester for Lilin High School. She could skip it and said, "Then tomorrow."

Zhao Qian nodded after hearing this: "Okay, then I will make an appointment with my friend. Is it okay at ten o'clock tomorrow morning?"

Ye Yuran nodded in agreement.

"Then I will pick you up at your residence tomorrow morning."

Ye Yuran responded.

"Stop chatting now. The meal is ready. Let's eat first." Seeing that they were almost finished chatting, Liang Han came out of the kitchen and greeted, "You two gentlemen are not hungry, so Miss Ye should be too."

Zhao Ru came out with the dishes and said: "No, of course, come on, come on, what's there to talk about with these grown men!"

Ye Yuran smiled, stood up and sat down in the restaurant.

*

Before 09:30 the next day, Ye Yuran packed up and came to the gate of the community, only to see Zhao Qian's car parked downstairs. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Ye Yuran opened the passenger door and got in: "You didn't mean to come at 09:30, why did you come so early?"

Zhao Qian, who was sitting in the driver's seat, quickly put out the cigarette in his hand and opened the window for ventilation: "It didn't take long, I should wait a while."

After the smell of cigarette smoke in the car had almost dissipated, Zhao Qian raised his hand and turned on the heater. He had driven it out when he sent Ye Yuran back yesterday. She was a little afraid of the cold, so she naturally raised the temperature in the car. I don't think there is anything wrong with him as a mayor doing this.

People who can be friends with the mayor of Bei City are naturally either rich or noble. The friend Zhao Qian mentioned lives in another wealthy area.

The car stopped in front of a villa. Ye Yuran raised his eyebrows and looked at the several cars parked in front of the villa.

They are all cars costing hundreds of thousands, and they are not like those that rich people like Zhao Qian’s friends would drive.

Zhao Qian looked a little embarrassed: "My friend also invited some Taoist priests to come over. Miss Ye, don't mind."

His friend didn't believe this at first. When the accident first happened, Zhao Qian asked his friend whether he should ask a master to come and take a look. But his friend said that he was superstitious and it would be more reliable to ask a master than to ask an expert.

However, in just over half a month, his friend got into trouble and asked him to find a reputable master. However, before he could find him, he was tricked into a trap by the people around him.

Naturally, his friend couldn't wait any longer. During this period, he asked others to find other masters, but none of them worked well. Today is the third batch of masters he has found.

Zhao Qian knew that all masters with some ability and temperament were very eccentric and did not like others' distrust. If he knew that he would find someone else after finding him, he would definitely fall out, so he was afraid that Ye Yuran would be angry when he saw it.

He should have told his friends earlier not to let those people come today. Zhao Qian couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Ye Yuran didn't react at all: "It doesn't matter. You're worried about your children. You can't hang yourself from a tree, right? It's normal."

Seeing that Ye Yuran was indeed not angry, Zhao Qian breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got out of the car to help Ye Yuran open the door.

Zhao Qian was angry with his friend yesterday. The friend heard the whistle at the door and opened the door and came over.

"Old Zhao, you are finally here. Where is the master you mentioned? Where is he?"

Zhao Qian's friend is a man in his forties, about 1.7 meters, not too tall. He wears glasses and looks gentle. At this time, his face is full of anxiety.

His eyes only stayed on Ye Yuran for a short while, and then moved away. After all, Ye Yuran looked young and didn't look like a master. He thought it was someone from Zhao Qian's family who came to join in the fun. junior.

Zhao Qian smiled and introduced: "This is my friend Shen Shanjun. Miss Ye, just call him Mr. Shen or Mr. Shen."

Ye Yuran smiled and nodded: "Mr. Shen."

Out of politeness, Shen Shanjun smiled and nodded, and then asked, "Old Zhao, where is the master?"

Zhao Qian patted Shen Shanjun on the shoulder: "Isn't the master right in front of you? Ye Yuran, Miss Ye is the master I told you."

Shen Shanjun was stunned: "You mean, this little girl is a master?"

Are you kidding me?This little girl doesn't look like the master. Besides, is she an adult?

Ye Yuran smiled and said: "I'm not a master, I just know a little bit about this."

Seeing that they were indeed not joking, Shen Shanjun couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. What happened to Lao Zhao?He actually found a baby girl for him. So many elderly masters were at a loss what to do. Can this little girl really do it?

But out of his upbringing and politeness, Shen Shanjun did not lose face and invited them in politely: "Miss Ye, please come in."

There were three old men and a young man sitting in the living room of Shen Shanjun's home.

The three old men were dressed differently, two of them were wearing Taoist uniforms, one was black and the other was yellow. Their faces had no expression and they looked enigmatic.There was also an old man wearing a green-blue gown and a half-length white beard. He smiled with squinted eyes and looked much kinder than the other two.

The young man should be with the old man in a long gown. He is also wearing a long gown, but the gown has more patterns than the old man. It looks much more lively. The two of them are very close to each other.

"Mr. Shen, you have kept us waiting for so long. Is the master here yet?" The old man in yellow robe lazily glanced at Shen Shanjun who came back from outside, his tone was rather sinister.