"Fan'er, we have also received a mission with the same goal as you." Fang Jie added.
"Okay, finally something has been done." Yuwen Xiangwan excitedly waved his fist.
"Auntie, that's great!" Phoenix Girl said.
Both of them were a little excited and full of militants.
Qin Fan shook his head helplessly. To be honest, he didn't want his mother Fang Jie to get involved.
But his mother Fang Jie is the Suzaku of Shadow and has her own mission, and he can't stop her.
Several people discussed in the study until very late before taking a bath and resting separately.
It's night in China, but it's day in the distant United States.
Richards Hill, Chairman of the Medical Federation, quickly walked into a Pentagonal Building. This magnificent building is the most heavily guarded place in the United States.
He passed various inspections and was led by guards to an office.
The guard knocked on the door and heard the voice inside, then helped Richards Hill open the door and made an invitation.
Richards Hill stepped inside.
Sitting behind the spacious desk was a middle-aged white man in military uniform.
He has a short head, gray hair, and a row of colorful qualification badges on his left chest, indicating this man's impressive military career.
He is Major General Joe Bell who invited Richards Hill.
"Hahaha, Chairman Hill, I've been waiting for you."
Joe Bell looked up and saw Richards Hill, laughed and stood up from his chair and walked out.
Richards Hill, with his huge beer belly, smiled and shook hands with Joe Bell.
"I'm sorry, something happened at the last moment, so I was delayed."
"Well, it's okay, please sit down!" Joe Bell invited Richards Hill to sit on the sofa in the office.
"Chairman Hill, what would you like to drink?"
Richards Hill shrugged and extended his hand to indicate casualness.
Joe Bell made coffee for Richards Hill and asked, "How do you think it is? Are you sure it's true?"
Richards Hill said: "It's true. After our experiments, the effect is twice as fast as the individual drugs we currently provide to soldiers."
Joe Bell placed the brewed coffee in front of Richards Hill, who sat on the sofa next to him.
"Well, that's great. This ancient formula is of great significance. I have already asked General Aogu for instructions, and we will escort you."
"However, I have some very bad news to tell you in advance." Joe Bell said.
He paused briefly and took a sip of coffee.
"As far as we know, China already knows about this and seems very angry. They may secretly stop it."
"So, we can only help you secretly, but we will send the most elite special forces team."
"They have all participated in the war in Afghanistan and have rich combat experience."
Richards Hill nodded, "Okay, we will also send two mercenary teams."
Of course he understands that it is not time for countries to break up with each other.
This kind of secret fight, no matter which side wins or loses, will not talk about it in a big way.
Today, China's comprehensive national strength is second only to the United States.
Once it is put on the table, it is not a secret fight, but a war mode.
"Well, then I'll wait for your news." Joe Bell said: "No matter what, we must get this formula."
"It should be soon. The news here has been passed on to the other party." Richards Hill took a sip of coffee.
The two chatted in detail for a while before Richards Hill said goodbye and left.
However, the arrogant Americans would never think of it.
This is Lu Zhiwen's trick of borrowing an ancient recipe as bait and carrying out a borrowed knife to kill people.
But then again, even if you know.
I'm afraid they won't care, because what they pursue is plunder.
It is true that the storm is about to come, the wind is filling the buildings, and the dark clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it.
Early the next morning, I was on Koh Samui, Thailand.
No. 5 Lu Zhiwen was walking on the beach, leaving many footprints behind him, but the footprints were very messy.
Generally speaking, anyone who has this kind of behavior is either feeling irritable or in a state of extreme excitement.
Obviously, No. 5 Lu Zhiwen is excited.
A moment ago, he had just ended a short phone call with Daler.
Daler has successfully gained Lu Zhiwen's trust, which is something Lu Zhiwen No. 5 did not expect.
He originally thought it would take at least a long time.
Unexpectedly, a group of pirates helped Daler. Although he almost lost his life, the effect was very good.
To this day, Dalle's greedy request is still echoing in his ears, "I almost lost my life, I want an extra ten percent."
No. 5 Lu Zhiwen agreed without thinking.
Just let Daler pay more attention to Lu Zhiwen's every move when he gets close.
As for Dalle's greedy demands, who knows whether he will spend his life in the end.
The one who laughs last is the winner.
It can only be said that No. 5 Lu Zhiwen’s plan is actually getting closer and closer to him step by step.
Qin Fan still works at Bian Que Hall and attends clinics.
Naturally, he didn't know as much as his mother Fang Jie, because it involved some secrets and Fang Jie couldn't talk about it casually.
In fact, he was also thinking about these issues in his mind.
"Mr. Qin, I want to see a doctor."
At this time, someone shouted, which brought Qin Fan's thoughts back.
He looked up and saw a young couple coming, and the man was a soldier in uniform.
"Oh, I'm sorry, please take a seat! I was a little distracted just now." Qin Fan said with a smile.
The young couple sat down.
"Mr. Qin, my name is Qi Zhicai, and this is my wife Li Rong." The man introduced himself.
"After my wife gave birth to a child a year ago, she always felt unexplained pain in her forehead and back of her head."
"Have you ever gone to a Western medicine doctor for a checkup?" Qin Fan asked.
Qi Zhicai looked at his wife Li Rong worriedly and said, "I have checked, electroencephalogram and head CT, there are no abnormalities."
"But now, her headaches are getting worse. In severe cases, she may even vomit and find it difficult to eat."
"We wanted to come here and try Chinese medicine. Other comrades recommended me to come here."
Qin Fan nodded. He looked at Li Rong and found that she had not spoken since the couple sat down.
His expression appeared depressed, his spirit was a little listless, and he kept frowning.
"Well, your name is Li Rong. How old are you this year?"
Qin Fan opened the prescription in front of him and prepared to fill in the contents.
Qi Zhicai was about to answer, but Qin Fan winked and shook his head slightly to signal him not to speak.
Li Rong raised her head and said, "Oh, I'm 28 years old."
"Can you tell me the symptoms and specific manifestations of the disease?" Qin Fan asked again.
Li Rong thought for a while, "When the headache attacks, it starts from both sides of the forehead. The scalp becomes tight and soon extends to the top of the head and behind the ears."
"Especially when my children cry, my headaches get worse."
Qin Fan put down his pen and crossed his hands on the table, "Did you sleep well? How is your appetite?"
"I sleep very lightly. I wake up whenever there is any movement. I keep dreaming and my appetite is not very good."
"Well, let me take my pulse first," Qin Fan said.
He checked the pulse and looked at the other person's tongue. It was red in texture and sparsely coated.
"Don't worry too much, it's not a big problem. You have liver failure, heart and spleen deficiency, and lack of blood and brain."
"Take a few doses of medicine to adjust, keep your mood happy and you will recover."
He took up a pen and wrote down a prescription and gave it to Qi Zhicai.
He warned: "Remember to come back for a follow-up visit in a week. If I'm not here, it's the same as finding another doctor."
"If things get better, don't change the prescription, just continue to use this prescription."
"Okay, thank you." Qi Zhicai thanked him and took his wife Li Rong to get the medicine.
Looking at Qi Zhicai's back, Qin Fan suddenly thought of a question.
The United States is behind the Medical Association. He obtained the ancient formula for the golden sore medicine. Who will be the biggest beneficiary?