Jin Xi never thought that some of her actions would actually generate revenue for the cosmetic surgery industry. She leisurely strolled along the street. Suddenly, she received a message.
[ "The Zhong family has already started looking for someone else to treat the old lady. Don't you want to respond to them soon? What if someone else takes the job?" ]
Jin Xi walked into a roadside store, bought a strawberry-flavored lollipop, and put it in her mouth.
[ "No one else can cure her." ]
[ "Then, should we just let them wait?" ]
Although Jin Xi didn't say it directly, as a master of metaphysics, Zhang Lan could vaguely guess Jin Xi's thoughts. She was waiting for a specific day. Only on that day could she treat Old Madam Zhong.
[ "Yes."]
After Jin Xi sent the message, she was about to put her phone back into her pocket when she suddenly remembered something. She tapped on her phone again.
[ "There might be people who will attack the Zhong family. Pay attention to it." ]
Just now in the milk tea shop, Jin Xi saw that Zhong Yihan's body was surrounded by black mist. Although it didn't affect him for the time being, it would definitely make him go crazy in the long run. Moreover, Old Madam Zhong was in a coma now. This was definitely not a coincidence.
[ "Someone is targeting the Zhong family?" ]
Zhang Lan was shocked, not because someone had targeted the Zhong family, but that Jin Xi was so concerned about the Zhong family. She was the kind of person who would not even bat an eyelid even if the house collapsed. However, she asked him to help keep an eye on the Zhong family. This was really unprecedented!
[ "Okay, I'll ask around. I'll let you know immediately if I have any news." ]
Jin Xi looked at Zhang Lan's message and turned off her phone, putting it into her bag.
…
Meanwhile, after Zhong Yihan left the milk tea shop, he returned to the Zhong family house.
"Master Han." Zhong Yi came to him as soon as he got out of the car.
Zhong Yihan quickly walked into the villa and sat on the sofa in the living room. "Have you found the master's location?"
Zhong Yi shook his head and said helplessly, "no, he has completely disappeared since. He is not online either. I might not be able to find him in a short time." He had never met such a difficult person after working for Zhong Yihan for so many years. He had tried everything, but he still couldn't find anything.
Zhong Yihan took a sip of the hot tea and asked, "what about the others? "
"I have collected all their contact info. These people are all famous masters from all over the world. They said that they are willing to come and treat her at any time. Some of them are already waiting for your instructions," Zhong Yi replied.
"Oh?" Zhong Yihan raised his eyes and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. "Tell them to come over."
"Yes!" Zhong Yi replied.
After a while, seven or eight masters walked in. There were monks, Taoists, and even spirit mediums.
Zhong Yihan looked at these people and his intuition told him that the treatment might not go smoothly.
Sure enough, these so-called masters took turns looking at Old Madam Zhong, but she did not respond at all.
"How come?"
They were all surprised. Usually, they only needed to cast a few spells and one of them would work. But today, no matter what they tried, it was completely useless. What should they do? Everyone was frowning, but no one wanted to give up. They continued to think of other ways.
At this time, one of the old Taoist priests with white hair suddenly said, "Master Han, in my opinion, Old Madam Zhong might have had a 'collision'."
"A collision?" Zhong Yihan frowned.
The old Taoist continued to explain, "a 'collision' actually refers to a living person accidentally offending the soul of a violent person. This causes the living person to be invaded by yin energy and is rendered unconscious."
He sounded so sure, so the other masters quickly chimed in, "that's right, it's definitely a collision. I've encountered it once in the past, and the symptoms are exactly the same as Old Madam Zhong's!"
Hearing everyone's words, the old Taoist became more confident. He stroked his white beard and seemed to have a plan in mind.
"Is that so?" Zhong Yihan's expression was indifferent as he casually tapped his fingers on the blue and white porcelain teacup. "Is there a way to solve this?"
"Of course," the old Taoist nodded. He looked smug. So many masters of metaphysics didn't notice the problem, but he did. This meant that he was the most powerful among them!