Chapter 26: Sun Dashi Flies into the Web

  Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said: "We didn't know each other before, but now we do. My name is Zhang Jun, a friend of your big brother."

  Lele murmured "oh" and muttered to herself: "But I seem to know you somehow."

  His face was filled with emotions, and the smile never faded. He walked up to him, patted Zhang Jun's shoulder hard, opened his mouth to say something, but his eyes turned red first. Forcing himself to calm down, he said sincerely: "Brother, great kindness doesn't need to be thanked, from now on, your affairs are my affairs!"

  Lin Xian was also taken aback, she understood the weight of these words and secretly felt happy for Zhang Jun. It's worth noting that Zhuang Wen had always been cautious in his actions, now he was truly grateful to Zhang Jun and wanted to do something in return.

  For more than a year, every time he saw Lele's helpless and terrified expression when she was crazy, his heart felt like being stabbed with a knife. Under the repeated medical treatment without any result, he almost went mad, even sparing no expense to invite so-called "masters" to perform rituals.

  Lelai has finally recovered, and the huge boulder that was weighing on his chest has been lifted off. He feels a sense of relief wash over him. In his eyes, no matter how he thanks Zhang Jun, it's not enough.

  Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said, "No one wants to see Lele suffer, being able to help her recover is my honor, it's what I should do. Wen Ge, let's not be polite, otherwise I'll feel uneasy all over."

  Zhuang Wen laughed and said: "Alright, since you and Lin Xian can't leave tonight, let's get drunk here until we're satisfied!"

  Zhang Jun could understand Zhuang Wen's feelings, and he smiled: "Little brother should have died with you, but unfortunately, there are important things to do tomorrow, and it's not possible to stay."

  He still has to treat Li Lao from Beijing with Hua Buqi tomorrow, so he can't help but take care of his spirit and avoid any mistakes due to poor spirits.

  Lin Xian said: "Younger brother, Lele's recovery is a great joy, we should stay and celebrate, at most leave a little earlier."

  Zhang Jun thought for a moment and then smiled, no longer objecting.

  Zhuang Wen hastily asked Wu Ma to prepare wine and dishes, and immediately dialed his parents' phone number.

  "Zhuang Wen, what's going on? Has Lele gotten any better?" A middle-aged man's low voice came from the receiver, it was Donghai City Mayor, Zhuang Ziming, who was also Zhuang Wen and Zhuang Lele's father.

  "Dad! Lele's illness is cured!" Zhuang Wen exclaimed excitedly, almost shouting as he spoke.

  "What? Say that again!" Zhuang Ziming, who was reading the newspaper in the old house, suddenly stood up and knocked over the chair behind him without even feeling it.

  "I said Lele's illness is cured, completely cured!" Zhuang Wen laughed loudly, "Dad, hurry up and call Mom over, let's celebrate together."

  "Alright, we'll be right there!" Zhuang Ziming hung up the phone and rushed to the kitchen. A moment later, a woman's sobbing voice came from the kitchen, overwhelmed with joy.

  In the Zhuang Wen family's dining room, the table was filled with sumptuous food and everyone sat around.

  Zhuang Ziming and his wife, as well as Zhu Wen's wife Shu Jie, arrived one after another. The first thing they did when they got home was to confirm whether Lele had really returned to normal. When they saw Lele being mischievous and playful, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, convinced that Lele had indeed become a normal person.

  At this time, Zhang Jun sat helplessly in the upper seat position. He had no choice, Zhuang Ziming and Zhuang Wen forcibly pressed him into this seat, saying that if he didn't sit down, both of them would be anxious with him.

  Zhuangzi looked like he was over 50 years old, with a back bun hairstyle, fair skin, and slightly plump. He had no air of an official, being straightforward and humorous in his speech, with a strong personality charm.

  Zhuang Wen and his son, one after another, repeatedly offered Zhang a toast to show their gratitude. As a result, he was forced to drink four or five li of white wine in one go, leaving him feeling slightly dizzy.

  Zhuang Ziming's wife, Zhu Meiying, works at the Municipal People's Bureau. She sat beside Lele, looking at her daughter who had finally recovered and was lively again, and was so happy that she wiped away tears, expressing her gratitude to Zhang Jun beyond words.

  Zhu Meiying sighed after finishing the wine, "Little Zhang, our whole family should be grateful to you. Auntie said it here today, if you need anything in the future, just let Auntie know."

  Zhang Jun smiled and said, "Aunt Zhu, you're too polite, it's what I should do."

  Shu Qie also said: "This is not politeness, our family really wants to thank you."

  Shu Xie wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a refined and elegant demeanor that gave people the impression of being a young mistress from a wealthy family in feudal times. After finishing speaking, she asked about something everyone wanted to know: "Zhang Jun's younger brother, what illness did your little sister actually contract? And how did you cure her?"

  Zhang Jun fell silent, this question was not easy to answer, he actually wasn't very clear about what happened to Lele either, and could only say that he half understood.

  After a moment of deliberation, he said slowly: "Le Le must have experienced severe trauma in the past and left an indelible mark on her mind. That fear is hidden in her subconscious, emerging from time to time, leading to episodes of madness."

  After he finished speaking, he saw that everyone was deep in thought, so he explained again: "Let's put it this way, it's as if there is a devil living in Lele's consciousness. The devil usually hides and only occasionally runs out to scare her. Whenever the devil appears, that's when Lele has an episode."

  Zhu Meiying frowned and said, "Ke Lele has never experienced any severe frights from childhood to adulthood. Our family has always spoiled her, treating her like a little princess, so how could we let her suffer even half a grievance?"

  Zhang thought for a moment, then realized he could enter Lele's subconscious mind. He considered the possibility and hesitated for a moment before saying, "The thing that scared her may not have actually happened, it might have been in a dream."

  "Even in dreams, can be frightened?" The crowd felt unbelievable.

  Zhang Jun is not a doctor, it's already difficult to explain so much, so he smiled and said: "I can't determine the specific reason. In short, I have eliminated the devil in her heart and removed the root of the disease."

  Zhuangzi sighed and said, "Xiao Zhang, you are so young and yet your medical skills are so impressive. It's really admirable. In the past year or so, we have looked for many famous doctors, but none of them could cure Lele's illness. They all said that Lele had mental problems and prescribed a large number of psychotropic drugs for her to take, but they didn't work very well."

  Zhuang Wen suddenly took over the conversation and said, "It's not that there aren't any capable people. That Master Sun can indeed suppress Xiao Mei's illness, but this person has too many demands and is difficult to serve."

  Hearing that there was also a Master Sun intervening in this matter, Zhang Jun's heart skipped a beat, and he asked about it in detail.

  Half a year after Lele fell ill, a middle-aged man claiming to be Sun Wuji came to the door and said he could cure Lele's illness. At first, the Zhuang family was skeptical, but when they saw that Sun Wuji really could suppress the symptoms, they had no choice but to believe him.

  However, Master Sun can suppress the illness but is unwilling to cure it completely. He demands that Zongzi Ming agree to several of his requests before he will cure Lele's madness.

  Zhuangzi Ming was able to walk into the position of a provincial official, with extremely high vigilance, and naturally did not dare to be careless. Although he could not bear his daughter suffering from illness, he also did not rashly agree to the other party's request.

  Zhang Jun heard this and curiously asked: "Uncle Zhuang, what exactly did that person ask for?"

  Zhuangzi put down his wine cup, his face slightly gloomy, and said: "Sun Wuji asked me to promote two small characters to the level of a bureau chief within two years. At the same time, I must suppress a deputy bureau-level cadre with all my might and destroy his political career. To be honest, the difficulty of these three things is very high, and doing so will take great political risks."

  "What's more important, I realized that this matter is unusual. He's a Jianghu person, how can he intervene in political affairs? At the very least, this person intentionally used the fact that Lele was cured to achieve his goal."

  Zhang Jun was shocked after hearing this, a bright light flashed in his mind, and he secretly thought: "Things are too coincidental, Lelai got sick and Sun Wuji appeared, and even took the opportunity to make a request. Could it be that Lelai's illness is related to him?"

  At this point, he became serious and thoughtful for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Zhuang Shu, your family should be on guard against that Sun Wubi. This person is sinister and evil-minded, and it's likely that he's the one who made Lele fall ill."

  Zhuang Wen's face turned cold, and he clenched his fist, saying: "I also suspected him before, but later I thought that Lele had never been in contact with him, so he didn't have the opportunity to plot against him. Now you're telling me this, did you discover something?"

  Zhang Jun sighed and said, "I'm not sure either. Tomorrow when I meet with Mr. Hua, I'll take the opportunity to ask him. Mr. Hua's medical skills are divine, he should be able to see through the truth."

  The dinner didn't break up until after 10 pm. Lin Xian supported the half-drunk Zhang Jun, and they left the Zhuang's house in a car driven by Li Hu, returning to their hotel.

  Back in the hotel suite, Zhang Jun lay lazily on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. He was actually replaying today's events in his mind and discovered a kind of clairvoyance, namely spiritual clairvoyance, which surprised him greatly.

  Seeing Zhang Jun's dazed expression, Lin Xian felt a sense of unease in her heart. She sat beside him and gently pinched his cheek, smiling: "Little brother, you're getting more and more mysterious, sister can't understand you at all now."

  Zhang Jun smiled slyly and said, "Then take a closer look." As he spoke, he glanced sideways at Lin Xian's chest, and through his X-ray vision, he saw two round and plump white breasts that made his heart skip a beat. His second home also jumped along with it, and immediately hardened.

  Lin Xian rolled her eyes and didn't give him a chance to continue admiring her, heading back to the bathroom to take a bath.

  Zhang Jun let out a long sigh and thought to himself, "The most beautiful woman in the world is right next to me, I can't just stand by and do nothing, at least I should touch her." However, when he inadvertently saw Li Hu standing majestically in the living room, his idea was immediately extinguished, leaving only a bitter smile.

  Time rewound to the moment when Zhang Jun wiped out the ugly creature in the conscious space, and the location was a residential house on the west coast of Donghai. In the dimly lit room, a man with a crimson face sat cross-legged, wearing white clothes.

  Suddenly, a chill wind swept through the closed room, and the white-clothed man's body shook violently. His face contorted in agony, and he let out a muffled groan from his nose. He opened his eyes, and two sinister glints shot out of them. In a low, menacing tone, he growled: "Who dares to break my curse? You scoundrel! When I find you, you'll be doomed to suffer both life and death!"