Following Mr. Ni's instructions, Ni Changyu behaved himself and did not dare to say anything more.
Don't even dare to show any dissatisfaction.
Qin Fan sat down generously and took a look at Mr. Ni's expression.
On the surface, there is no big problem, it's just that the other party is worried.
At this time, Ni Changyu brought tea to Qin Fan and placed it on the coffee table next to him.
Qin Fan smiled and said thank you.
One brings tea and the other thanks you. If you give me a foot, I will return a foot to you.
Qin Fan was also hinting to Mr. Ni that there was nothing between him and Ni Changyu.
Ni Changyu also added tea to Mr. Ni's cup and sat aside.
Qin Fan smiled slightly and took the initiative to speak.
"Mr. Ni, I'm sorry, I'm going to treat you without your consent."
Mr. Ni sat up straight, raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes wide, and exhaled a breath of thick air from his chest.
He let out a sigh and said, "I have hated Chinese medicine all my life, but in the end it was Chinese medicine that saved me."
"Do you think I'm ridiculous?!"
He added: "Xiao Qin, don't be restrained, just chat with me."
Qin Fan knew why Mr. Ni hated Chinese medicine and didn't like to use Chinese medicine for treatment.
But he couldn't reveal that he knew why.
Then he smiled and said: "Well, Mr. Ni doesn't hate Chinese medicine, but he is disappointed with Chinese medicine."
He used a word of disappointment to describe it.
When he was young, in order to save his son, Mr. Ni immediately chose Chinese medicine for treatment, which shows that he has full expectations for Chinese medicine.
I just didn't expect that the final result would be for my son to become slightly disabled.
So much so that it became a hurdle in his heart that he could not forgive himself for.
Mr. Ni nodded and groped with his hands on his thighs, "Xiao Qin, you are right. It was you who allowed me to regain my confidence again."
At this time, Ni Changyu took the opportunity to say: "Grandpa, it's rare for Mr. Qin to come here once. Please ask him to give you a follow-up visit."
Mr. Ni looked sideways at Ni Changyu, as if he blamed him for talking too much.
Ni Changyu felt a little frightened.
Qin Fan knew that Ni Changyu wanted to take the opportunity to show off, so he smiled and said, "Mr. Ni, let me take a look at it for you."
Mr. Ni nodded slightly and asked Qin Fan to conduct a follow-up consultation.
After a few seconds, Qin Fan put down his hand.
"Mr. Ni doesn't have any major problems anymore. He's just recovering from a long illness and has suffered a lot of losses."
"I will prescribe a prescription for you to take for a period of time to strengthen your yang energy. If you move around more appropriately, you will no longer have the feeling of fear of cold."
"Well, yes, my body is normal, but it feels very cold this winter." Mr. Ni said.
"Haha, don't worry, this is a common problem for the elderly. Once people get older, their body functions decline, and their yang energy is naturally not as good as that of young people." Qin Fan comforted him.
He wrote down a prescription with a pen and gave it to Mr. Ni for review.
"As long as you are healthy and have strong yang energy, you will not be invaded by external evil spirits. You should move around more and get more sunshine in winter..."
Qin Fan discussed with Mr. Ni how to maintain health and protect Yang.
After sitting for about an hour, he stood up and said goodbye.
Mr. Ni didn't try to persuade me to stay, "Okay, Xiao Qin, thank you for your hard work."
"Chang Yu, please give Xiao Qin a gift on behalf of grandpa."
Ni Changyu saw Qin Fan off, and when Qin Fan got into the car, he suddenly stopped him.
"Mr. Qin, I want to ask a question."
Qin Fan stopped, turned around and smiled, "Ask me, what's the matter?"
Today at Mr. Ni's place, he discovered that Ni Changyu was not an irredeemable person.
"Why don't you think highly of me and Xiao Xi? I'm sincere."
To be honest, Ni Changyu really doesn't understand this.
He believed that as long as he was good to Lin Zixi and showed meticulous care and love, there should be nothing wrong with him.
Even if it is an iron lump, it should have been melted long ago.
"Haha, I can't answer this question."
"You are a doctor, just tell me."
Suddenly, Qin Fan was speechless, feeling that he, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, had become a psychiatrist.
He thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll just give you my personal opinion, which may not be correct."
"You often go to the mall to buy clothes and shoes. Every time you approach the counter, a salesperson will introduce you to them very enthusiastically."
"This dress is so good, and those shoes are so comfortable."
"Are you embarrassed when you try on the last piece of clothing or a pair of shoes after trying it on for a long time?"
Ni Changyu nodded, this is indeed the case.
Qin Fan continued: "Sales are too enthusiastic about you, but you haven't spent anything. This kind of embarrassment is a kind of pressure."
"The next time you go there, consciously or unconsciously, you will want to avoid those sales."
"Because there are no clothes or shoes that suit you. If you are too reluctant to buy some clothes and shoes out of sympathy, what will happen to you?"
"Then it must be because it is uncomfortable to wear, otherwise it will be left alone." Ni Changyu said.
"That's right. Only you know best whether it suits you or not." Qin Fan smiled.
"On the other hand, the salesperson thinks that the clothes and shoes are suitable for you, but in fact you think they are not suitable."
Ni Changyu thought about this seemingly simple metaphor.
As the saying goes, Ni Changyu is a fan of the authorities.
"Okay, I'm leaving first."
Qin Fan got into the car and left the Nursing Home for Veteran Cadres.
In fact, Qin Fan's metaphor has already well explained why Ni Changyu failed in pursuing Lin Zixi and why Lin Zixi didn't like him.
In the end, he also advised him to put himself in someone else's shoes, because Lin Zixi didn't think it was appropriate.
As for whether Ni Changyu can figure it out, Qin Fan doesn't care.
Two days later, Secretary Gao sent Qin Fan's ID.
In the following days, Yan Yong and Tang Bo invited Qin Fan again.
The three of them found another place to have a drink.
Yan Yong and Tang Bo also solved many mysteries. The three of them together did not change due to Qin Fan's changes.
Time flies very quickly and it’s the 23rd.
The Jiang family went on their biggest trip ever.
I am going to Haizhou to attend Qin Fei and Xiaowen's wedding, which will be held at Haizhou Hotel.
Entering the departure lounge, it was almost time to board the plane when Yuwen Xiangwan arrived in a hurry.
He walked to Qin Fan and lowered his voice and said: "Wang Yi did not take any obvious actions. The call records show that he did not have a phone call with Australia."
Qin Fan nodded slightly.
He knew very well that this was only a superficial phenomenon.
With Wang Yi's intelligence, there are various ways to contact the outside world.
Even if Wang Yi wants to do something secretly, he will hide it from others.
Qin Fan was already certain that Zuo Xin was the one who returned to China with Wang Yi.
Yuwen Xiangwan also checked Zuo Xin's trajectory in the capital. After arriving in the capital, Zuo Xin had no contact with Wang Yi.
But there must be some tacit understanding between the two parties in private.
Thirty minutes later, a silver-white plane accelerated and roared into the clouds.
At the same time, in a B&B named Longhao in downtown Haizhou.
There were four men playing poker when they had nothing to do.
There are three Chinese-looking people, all in their thirties, and one foreigner in his forties.
Suddenly, one of the Chinese men's cell phones rang. When he saw it, he stood up quickly.
"Stop talking, it was Uncle Zuo who called."
He quickly pressed the answer button.
Zuo Xin's voice came from over there, "Meng Liang, how are you preparing over there?"
The man named Meng Liang bowed slightly across the phone.
"Don't worry, Uncle Zuo, everything is ready."
"Well, it must be implemented strictly according to the wedding company's procedures to ensure nothing goes wrong. Do you understand?"