"Uncle Li, please write down which two words they are." Zhang Fan said.
The old man didn't hesitate, picked up the pen directly, found a piece of white paper, and wrote the word "Fang Yan" on it.
Zhang Fan's brows furrowed even more when he saw these two words. These two words were exactly the same as the name of the person who had stolen the soul of his second aunt in the hotel registration.
"Uncle Li, wait a moment, I'll call my friend, and then we'll talk." Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.
"You go ahead and fight." The old man said, but he felt that something was about to happen.
Zhang Fan directly dialed Lin Qingling's phone number and asked Lin Qingling to send him the picture of Fang Yan captured by the surveillance video that day.
Lin Qingling happened to be eating in the hotel buffet restaurant. Within about five or six minutes, Lin Qingling sent the picture to Zhang Fan's mobile phone.
Zhang Fan looked at the phone screen, found the clearest photo, and handed it to the old man, "Uncle Li, does your disciple look like this?"
The old man took the phone, looked at the screen, his face changed instantly, and he said in a trembling voice: "Yes! Yes! It's him! It's him!"
"Where did you see him?" The old man calmed down a little and continued to ask, his eyes full of expectation.
"He was found in the hotel surveillance system," Zhang Fan said. Later, Zhang Fan told the old man about Fang Yan seducing the soul of his second aunt in the village.
The old man frowned tightly and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that the disciple I taught with all my heart would do such an outrageous thing and take away the souls of others!"
There was pity in the old man's voice, but more importantly, there was hatred. Fang Yan had done something unethical and unjust, which inadvertently made the old man even more suspicious that his daughter's death was related to Fang Yan.
"I don't know why this Fang Yan is targeting me, but no matter from my perspective or from the perspective of helping your daughter, I will definitely find this Fang Yan." Zhang Fan said.
The old man nodded heavily and said: "Xiao Zhang, if you can help me find Fang Yan, you will really help me. If you need me in the future, just come to me and I, Li Desheng, will definitely help me."
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"Thank you, Uncle Li." Zhang Fan said with a smile, "Uncle Li, I won't bother you anymore. Please resolve Gao Mingyuan's matter as soon as possible so that he won't have too many doubts."
"Okay!" Li Desheng nodded heavily.
Zhang Fan didn't stay any longer, so he left Li Desheng's house and came to Gao Mingyuan's house.
"Mr. Zhang, how are you?" Seeing Zhang Fan enter the room, Gao Mingyuan quickly came forward and asked.
"It's been settled. You and your wife can just move in tomorrow." Zhang Fan said.
"Of course it's true!" Zhang Fan said confidently.
"As long as Mr. Zhang says it's okay, don't worry!" Bai Xiaojun patted Gao Mingyuan on the shoulder.
"Uncle Li, your neighbor, is a wise man. It will be good for you to get along well with them and chat with them more." Zhang Fan said this just to let Gao Mingyuan spend more time with these two lonely people.
elder.
Li Desheng had no children except this daughter.
"Okay!" Gao Mingyuan nodded heavily, believing that this thing is contagious.
"It's dinner time now, let's go out and have some food!" Gao Mingyuan said
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"Okay, I happen to be hungry too." Zhang Fan responded.
"Mr. Zhang, this is interesting. Please keep it." The next moment, Gao Mingyuan took out an envelope from his bag. Judging from the thickness, it should contain 10,000 yuan.
"I won't accept the money, just treat me to a meal." Zhang Fan refused. Zhang Fan thought that he didn't do any substantial work this time, so he didn't want to accept the money.
At this time, Gao Mingyuan turned his attention to Bai Xiaojun. Bai Xiaojun nodded slightly. Zhang Fan was not the kind of person who played hard to get. He was a very down-to-earth person. Since he said he didn't want it, he probably really didn't want it.
"Then...that's good! Let's go eat." Gao Mingyuan said.
Zhang Fan nodded slightly, and then the three of them went out to eat. They came to a hot pot restaurant, ordered some meat and vegetables, and chatted while eating.
"Has your son recovered?" Zhang Fan looked at Bai Xiaojun and asked.
"I have recovered a lot and can now walk on the ground. Thank you Mr. Zhang for your concern." Bai Xiaojun quickly replied.
Zhang Fan nodded slightly.
"Mr. Zhang, my dad told me something about you two days ago. I wonder if you are interested?" Bai Xiaojun looked at Zhang Fan and said in a consultative tone.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Fan took a bite of meat and put it in his mouth, raising his eyebrows and asking.
"The incident involving my father's student, Dr. Zhao, caused quite a fuss in the hospital. The dean found out about it and asked my dad about the whole incident. My dad told him everything. What the dean said about you.
I highly recommend you for your ability. I want to meet you. If you are willing, I can take up a casual position in the hospital. If there are any illnesses that cannot be solved, I hope you can participate and help everyone. It is all for the purpose of curing diseases and saving people! It is said that if I take up an official position,
, I can also give you a salary of 7,000 to 8,000 yuan a month, and various social benefits. What do you mean?" Bai Xiaojun said.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up. This was a good idea, as it provided both income and social status.
"Treat diseases and save people! Okay, you can tell your dad and let him arrange a time." Zhang Fan said.
"Hey! I'll tell my dad when I get home." Bai Xiaojun said quickly. He said this to Zhang Fan because of his dad's instructions. After all, they are peers and it is easier to communicate.
"Mr. Zhang also has medical skills?" Gao Mingyuan, who was sitting next to him, asked in surprise.
"Mr. Zhang is very capable." Bai Xiaojun glanced at Gao Mingyuan and said.
At this moment, an old man in his sixties, wearing a black robe and holding a bamboo board, walked in from the doorway.
The proprietress in the store, who was about forty years old and still had a lingering charm, hurriedly greeted her and said enthusiastically: "Mr. Ouyang, you are here!"
"If you choose a Yang house or build a Yin house, you have to come to me, Ouyang!"
"If you want to get rich and have peace, you have to come to me, Ouyang!"
"Get rid of disasters and get blessings. Ouyang is waiting for you to come to me!"
Old man Ouyang hit the bamboo board and spoke with a crackling mouth, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.
There are a lot of people in this hot pot restaurant, which is undoubtedly to attract business for himself.
Zhang Fan looked at the old man Ouyang with great interest.
"Mr. Ouyang, please come to your room..." the landlady continued.
"You don't have to go into the house, just stay here. I'm a person who likes fun." Old Man Ouyang said.
The landlady hesitated a little, but nodded slightly, "Okay!"
Then, the landlady moved a chair to Old Man Ouyang, and Old Man Ouyang sat on the chair quite arrogantly.