The young man looked at him sideways, with a nonchalant look on his face: "What are you talking about? Are you familiar with me? You ask so many questions, and you have nothing to do?"
Jiang Zhihao stared at him for a few seconds. The young man was a little frightened by the sight and wanted to say something.
But Jiang Zhihao's aura was too astonishing, especially his eyes, which made him feel as if he had been pricked by a needle, and he was a little afraid to look directly.
Even the female companion next to him moved slightly closer to him, as if this could provide more security.
However, Jiang Zhihao did not cause any more trouble for him. He turned to the flight attendant and said, "Please lead the way."
"Okay." The flight attendant also saw that Jiang Zhihao was no ordinary person, so his attitude became more respectful and he quickly led the way.
After Jiang Zhihao went to another place and sat down, and no one else could be seen, the young man let out a breath he had been holding in for a long time.
His face was a little red, and his forehead was sweating a little. He couldn't help but pick up his collar to fan himself, and muttered: "Why is it so hot!"
The middle-aged man glanced at him and said solemnly: "Looking at your potential, a stranger can scare you like this."
The middle-aged man did not look at Jiang Zhihao. Although he could vaguely feel the other person's momentum, he was not this young man and could not directly experience the amazingness of that momentum.
The young man didn't know how to explain it, and he felt unconvinced, saying: "I'm not afraid of him, I'm just..."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense! Have you contacted Divine Doctor Lu?" the middle-aged man asked.
"I've been in touch a long time ago!" the young man replied quickly.
The middle-aged man hummed, and then said with some dissatisfaction: "Didn't we agree on a good place at the beginning? Why did we suddenly go to Rongcheng again?"
"I don't know either." The young man said with a grimace: "It seems that Dr. Lu wanted to go to Rongcheng to meet some friends, so he asked us to go directly there. There are too many people looking for him to see a doctor, and we have to wait in line for a long time.
It took several months to finally get in touch with the team. If you miss this time, you don’t know how long you will have to wait.”
The middle-aged man did not speak, only sighed and said: "After all, he is a master of Chinese medicine, so it is good to be in the queue."
"Dad, you have been to many doctors for this disease, but there is no good solution. Are you sure Dr. Lu can treat it?" the young man asked.
The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Doctor Lu has a secret recipe in his hand, which is specifically designed to treat this disease. I asked someone about this, and it is absolutely true. Whether it can be cured depends entirely on him."
This man is the CEO of a large domestic company. His name is Nie Yunping. He has been suffering from a strange disease for several years and has been unable to cure it. Now his whole body hurts so much that he doesn’t want to move.
I went to the hospital many times for treatment, but the doctor said that if I couldn't be cured, I might be paralyzed in a short time.
For a man who is not yet fifty years old, now is the peak period of his life and career. How can he bear to be paralyzed and bedridden like this?
However, Western medicine had no good solution, and I consulted many Chinese doctors, but they all said they could not cure it. Finally, I found the miracle doctor Lu Tiande, who said he had a secret recipe that could cure this disease.
After waiting in line for several months, he finally had the opportunity to meet Lu Tiande. This was his last hope and he took it very seriously.
The young man and woman next to him are his son Nie Zhijie and his daughter-in-law Fang Jiazhuo.
The plane took off normally. After landing, Jiang Zhihao got up and walked out, and happened to meet Nie Yunping's family of three again.
Seeing Jiang Zhihao, Nie Zhijie snorted and muttered some unclear and unpleasant words.