If Zhang Bo still can't spot the trick in this, he might as well jump into the Huangpu River.
"Are you using Qigong to heal from a distance?"
Just as Ning Fan was about to explain, he quickly nodded and said, "Yes, exactly like that."
Zhang Bo sighed, "You've worked hard, my brother."
"It's nothing."
Taking this opportunity, Ning Fan continued to talk about the ways of maintaining health.
Seeing Ning Fan's pale face, Zhang Bo gratefully said, "Don't worry, brother, I won't go astray again next time."
On the way out of the airport, just as they were discussing where to go for a meal, Zhang Bo's phone rang.
Ning Fan was a bit puzzled, "Strange, who would call him?"
In the week they had been together, Ning Fan had never seen Zhang Bo receive a call.
Just as Zhang Bo said, he basically had no friends.
"I got it, I'll be right back."
Seeing Zhang Bo hang up the phone with a frown, Ning Fan asked with concern, "Brother Bo, is everything okay?"
