The Miracle Doctor: Call Me Savior

Chapter 325

Looking at An Wei's leaving figure which seemed to be a little gloomy under the bright afternoon sunshine,

Zachary's eyes flashed a glimmer of light. He knew that An Wei must have had an unknown past and experience.

If he didn't want to say anything now, Zachary wouldn't force him.

After smoking a cigarette, Zachary returned to the dining room from the kitchen. He had just sat down and was

about to drink swater when he left.

At this time, an old man in his sixties, sitting on the side of the hall, suddenly fell to the ground, knocking over a

lot of dishes and bowls on the table.

The waiter quickly went forward to help the old man up and said in a hurry, "B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-are,

what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine. Helpup and giveanother bottle of wine." The old man's cheeks were flushed. He patted the

table and said to the waiter.

The waiter was in a dilemma. At this moment, Zachary cover and said, "Leave it to me." As if he was

granted amnesty, the waiter quickly walked away.

"Giveswine. Quick, bringsome." The elder shouted as he slammed the table.

Zachary held the old man and persuaded him, "Sir, you've drunk too much. You can't drink anymore."

"Don't worry about me. | want to drink. Givewine." The old man shouted, and his big palm patted on the

table.

Zachary stretched out his arms and pressed down on the old man. Then, he tapped on the old man's body a few

times.

Suddenly, the drunken old man's face finally becsober. Seeing the miserable look in front of him, he

apologized to Zachary, and then took out his wallet to pay the bill and left.

However, seeing the old man staggering as he walked, Zachary knew that the old man must have drunk a lot

this time. Even if he injected the smell of herbs into himself, the wine had not completely woken up.

Therefore, Zachary went forward and helped the old man to sit down. Then he called the waiter over and wrote a

formula on the paper. He handed it to the waiter and said, "Tell the kitchen staff to make this soup according to

this prescription. Hurry up."

After a quarter of an hour, the waiter brought a bowl of steaming medicinal soup on the old man's table. Zachary

held the old man and said, "Sir, this soup is for sobering up the wine. Have some."

"Drink sobering soup? I've seen too much. It's useless. You don't want to earn more money from me, do you? |

still have something to do. | have to go." The old man waved his hand and didn't believe Zachary's words.

Zachary would not let a drunken old man go out. He held the old man down, scooped a spoonful of soup, and fed

it to the old man's mouth. He said, "Sir, it's dangerous for you to go out like this. You can rest assured that this

bowl of soup is free of money."

"Really?" The old man looked at Zachary doubtfully and then opened his mouth to drink the soup.

With only one mouthful, the old man's face suddenly becvery surprised. He grabbed the spoon from

Zachary's hand, and then he held the soup bowl and drank it one mouthful at a time. The old man drank up a

bowl of medicinal-medicinal soup in less than five minutes.

After drinking the soup, the old man, who was drunk just now, had a red face at the moment. There was no more

look of being drunk at all, and he seemed to be in high spirits.

"Young man, this soup is amazing. The hangover effect is so good, and | feel much better after drinking it," the

old man looked at Zachary and said.

Zachary smiled and said, "Sir, this is an antidote soup specially prepared by me. It can not only dilute the alcohol

but also nourish the body." "He's so powerful!" the old man exclaimed in surprise.

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Zachary smiled and said, "It's you, sir. You're not young. You can't drink like this anymore."

When he heard this, the elder couldn't help but release a long sigh, saying, "Sigh, in my current position, how

can | not drink? Today, because of work matters, | almost fell out with an old friend who has been here for

several decades. If | don't drink alcohol, | really can't feel at ease!"

"Old gentleman, it's tfor you to take a rest. You should leave swork to the young." Zachary persuaded.

The old man sighed softly and said, "I am a person who offends people. Now, except for me, the black-masked

Yama, who is willing to offend people, no one else will do it! Besides, even if they want to do it, | am still worried

about it!" Hearing that, Zachary said, "Sir, what are you doing? Why are you so tired?"

The old man glanced at Zachary and said, "There is nothing to hide. To tell you the truth, | am a member of the

Committee for Discipline Inspection."

"Jiwei!" Zachary was shocked when he heard the name. He didn't expect that this ordinary old man in front of

him was a member of Jiwei.

In Hasbrouck, if officials were in charge of the management of people, the Discipline Commission could be in

charge of the supervision of officials. People in officialdom would change their faces every tthey heard the

people of the Discipline Commission cto the scene.

Of course, because it was necessary to find out the default officials, this position would inevitably offend people.

Therefore, it was no wonder that the old man just complained that his work was offending people everywhere.

He seemed to have seen through Zachary's thoughts, and he also seemed to want to tell someone about it. The

old man said to Zachary, "The secretary of the Committee for Discipline Inspection, this position seems to be a

good place for outsiders, but for me, it's like a tiger stool. Not only do | offend people, but also | have a bad

relationship with many old friends because of this."

"How could it be?" Zachary asked.

"Why not?" The old man slapped the table and said, "My friends in officialdom, due to their reputation, are

unwilling to interact with a black-faced Yama who catches people everywhere. It's not easy for old friends to

chere to talk, but they still chere to plead. Do | give them face or not? If | do, it will be against the law.

If I don't, | will naturally offend my friends."

Hearing the old man's words, Zachary finally understood the difficulties and difficulties in the old man's heart.

As a department of investigators, it was inevitable that shidden rules and relationships in the officialdom

would be involved. It was a big problem to deal with these miscellaneous things.

If they were in cahoots with each other, they would be condemned by the public as corrupt officials. If he forced

himself to investigate, he would inevitably offend people, which would sour the relationship between the

officialdom. Thinking of this, Zachary picked up a cup of tea and made a toast to the old man, saying, "Sir, let me

toast you with a cup of tea instead of a cup of wine. In this position, you help the people get rid of the evils and

help the country get rid of the evils. We appreciate you."

"Good, good, I'm satisfied with your words." The old man laughed and patted Zachary on the shoulder, took up

the cup of tea, and drank it all.

Looking at the time, the old man got up and said, "It's getting late. Thank you, young man. I'm leaving."

"Goodbye, sir." Zachary said respectfully.

The old man took two steps, stopped, turned around, looked at Zachary and said, "Boy, is it convenient to make

the soup you just gave me?"

"It's a little troublesome. If you want it, I'll send someone to send it to you," Zachary said.

"There's no need, there's no need. That would be too much trouble." The old man waved his hand and said, "I

just want to know that if this is an energy production, | would like to order a batch."

"When it comes to officials like us, as well as business companies, drinking and socializing matters are

unavoidable. If this antidote soup can be provided, | reckon quite a few people will need it. However, thinking

about it, this isn't too likely. Doing something as good as this will definitely be quite troublesome." The old man

waved his hand, about to leave.