Within a few minutes, Peng Zhonghua and housekeeper Qu Song came out.
Peng Zhonghua stretched out his hands from a distance.
"Mr. Qin, when will you arrive in Hong Kong? If you don't even give me a call, I'll have someone pick you up."
"Haha, it doesn't matter. I arrived in Hong Kong a few days ago. I don't have anything to do today. I'll just take the subway to your side. It's pretty fast."
"Oh, I heard from Chang Yue that you will stay in Hong Kong for several months this time."
"Yes, I'm here to help a group of traditional Chinese medicine hospitals in Hong Kong."
"Oh, please come over there!"
The three of them walked into the villa, and Xiaowen put the things Xiao Changyue brought over on the coffee table.
"Hello, Mr. Qin!" Butler Qu Song greeted with a smile.
"Well, hello, Butler Qu."
Qu Song brought over two purple clay cups and prepared to make tea for Qin Fan and Xiaowen.
"Mr. Peng, Mr. Xiao asked me to bring this to you." Qin Fan said.
"Haha, it's been such a long month, why bother you to travel so far."
"You're welcome, I'm just dropping by." Qin Fan said with a smile.
Afterwards, the two chatted about some miscellaneous things.
Qin Fan asked about Peng Zhonghua's diabetes situation with concern. He had been treated by Qin Fan at the beginning, and later he paid more attention to conditioning.
Now Peng Zhonghua's body has returned to normal.
After sitting here for more than an hour, Qin Fan stood up and left.
Peng Zhonghua wanted to persuade Qin Fan to stay for dinner, but Qin Fan declined. He would stay in Hong Kong for a long time and had plenty of time.
When returning to the hospital, Qin Fan did not refuse Peng Zhonghua's arrangement of a car to escort him.
Returned to the apartment and had dinner with Qin Fei and the others.
After washing himself, he lay on the bed doing nothing.
Suddenly I thought of the weird doctor Su Yuanju that Secretary Yan talked about.
I thought to myself: "This man is actually from Rongcheng, Bashu Province. Dr. Zhan is an orthopedic expert at Xihua Hospital and the president of the Bashu Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. Will he know?"
Thinking of this, he found Zhan Chengyun's mobile phone number and dialed it.
It rang several times before someone answered.
"Hey, who are you looking for?" It was a girl's voice on the other side.
Qin Fan was slightly startled, and he couldn't help but look at his mobile phone number.
The number is correct, it is indeed Zhan Chengyun’s number.
"Hello, I'm looking for Dr. Zhan. My name is Haizhou Qin Fan."
"Oh, you are Qin Fan from Bian Que Medical Clinic. Did you go to Hong Kong Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
The girl opposite seemed to have heard someone mention the name Qin Fan, and she asked a lot of questions.
Qin Fan was stunned again, how could the other party know so clearly.
At this moment, Zhan Chengyun's voice came from over there again.
"Tingting, whose phone number is it?"
"Dad! It was Qin Fan who called."
Hearing the conversation on the phone, Qin Fan suddenly realized that this was Zhan Chengyun's daughter.
Then, Zhan Chengyun's reproachful voice came faintly from the phone.
"No matter how old or young you are, Mr. Qin doesn't even know how to call them. It's you who calls them by name."
"Hehe, when I meet him in person, I will still call him Qin Fan. He is not much older than me." The girl said with a smile.
Qin Fan couldn't help but dumbfounded.
It seems like we are thousands of miles apart. Are you that famous?
"Ahem, hello, Mr. Qin!" Zhan Chengyun answered.
"Hahaha, hello, Dr. Zhan."
"I'm sorry, it was my girl who answered the phone just now, I made you laugh."
"Haha, it's okay, it's okay."
"Mr. Qin, are you in the Hong Kong capital now?" Zhan Chengyun asked.
"Yes, the traditional Chinese medicine hospital here is ready to officially open."
"Well, with you taking charge there, things will get back on track quickly."
"Hopefully, everything is difficult at the beginning, and everything is not in place yet."
"It's coming soon, people are going to report it one after another," Zhan Chengyun said.
"Hahaha, Doctor Zhan, do you have clairvoyance and ears? How do you know so much about the situation here?"
"Oh, I heard about it."
Zhan Chengyun laughed, and then changed the topic.
"Mr. Qin, what good can you do with me?"
"Hehe, I really have something to do with you." Qin Fan said with a smile: "There used to be a Chinese medicine doctor named Su Yuanju in Bashu Province. Do you have any impressions?"
"Su Yuanju, Su...Yuanju!" Zhan Chengyun muttered it several times.
He seemed to have thought of something.
"Mr. Qin, I remember that this man used to be a specialist at Xihua Hospital. However, when I arrived at Xihua, he was long gone."
"Hey, why do you think of asking about this?"
"Oh, this Su Yuanju is in Hong Kong right now..."
Qin Fan talked with Zhan Chengyun about the strange doctor Su Yuanju on the phone.
"Dr. Zhan, do you know what happened back then?"
"I'm not sure about this. I can help you find out. Well, I'll call you tomorrow night."
"Okay, I'll leave you to worry about it."
The two chatted about other things before hanging up the phone.
In a three-bedroom apartment in Rongcheng, Bashu Province.
After hanging up the phone, Zhan Chengyun was still thinking about Su Yuanju mentioned by Qin Fan.
In the living room, there was a tall, pretty girl packing her luggage.
She is the girl who answered the phone just now, Zhan Chengyun's only daughter Zhan Yiting.
"Dad, who is Su Yuanju?"
Zhan Chengyun sat down and put his mobile phone on the coffee table.
"That was a specialist from Xihua Hospital very early on. I had not yet entered Xihua Hospital at that time."
"But for some unknown reason, he resigned and left Xihua without knowing his whereabouts."
"Mr. Qin just said that Su Yuanju has been living in Hong Kong."
"Oh, why did Qin Fan ask about this person?" Zhan Yiting asked.
"How do I know?" Zhan Chengyun said.
Then, he rolled his eyes at his daughter and said, "Tingting, when you arrive in Hong Kong, you have to learn how to behave."
"Be polite to others and don't call Qin Fan Qin Fan. Mr. Qin himself won't have any ideas, but others will think you are uneducated."
"Okay, okay, I know."
"It's good that you know. If you don't want to stay in Chengdu and go out on your own, your mother and I won't stop you."
"However, you have to promise us to take good care of yourself."
"Well, I know, don't worry." Zhan Yiting said with a smile: "Dad, our family's bone-setting skills need me to go out and carry them forward."
"You are not humble at all!" Zhan Chengyun said with a fond smile.
"Girl, I went to Hong Kong and asked Mr. Qin for advice. Despite his young age, many of his treatment ideas are fantastic, but people have to accept them."
"Also, he is the second recipient of the National Medical Master Award since the founding of the People's Republic of China."
"Ah, he actually got it, so powerful!" Zhan Yiting blinked.
"What do you think? Mr. Qin kept a low profile on this matter, so you don't know the details."
Zhan Chengyun was a little proud, "As for me, I have inside information."
Zhan Yiting naturally believed 100% in what her father Zhan Chengyun said.
However, she was a little more interested in this Qin Fan.
Qin Fan naturally did not expect that Zhan Chengyun's daughter would also apply for the Hong Kong Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
He wanted to understand Su Yuanju and find out why Su Yuanju was unwilling to come out.
This will help Inspector Min and Secretary Yan solve this problem.
A night of silence.
On a new day, the technicians sent by Secretary Yan have already drawn up the responsibilities of medical staff in each department, inspection procedures, treatment procedures, and various notice boards, and installed them.
It can be said that the entire traditional Chinese medicine hospital is now ready and can be put into operation just waiting for the staff to be in place.
Qin Fan and Qin Fei took Qi Xiang and Shen Xiaoduo to prepare for the last inspection.
As soon as they walked out of the apartment, a voice called out to the four of them.
"Hey, young man, can you help me move it?"
The speaker was a middle-aged man in his fifties. His accent did not sound like a Hong Kong capital, nor did he come from the mainland. Instead, he sounded more like a Chinese who had lived overseas for a long time and whose speech was not very fluent.