A few dozen minutes later, Chen Tu brought the thick soup, and Jiang Tianrui waited on Jiang Cheng to drink it.
Qin Fan also asked the nanny to cook some vegetable porridge for his grandfather to eat at night.
When they came out, Phoenix Girl and Yuwen Xiangwan both came to the hall.
Song Jiehui and Chang Xiaojun returned after dinner.
Qin Fan also packed a lot of snacks for Chang Xiaojun to take away.
The next day, Jiang Cheng slept all night and felt much better when he woke up in the morning.
Qin Fan spent a few days peacefully at home, spending time with his wife and sitting in the clinic to treat patients.
On this day, Secretary Li called and asked Qin Fan to go to Mr. Zhang’s compound to check Mr. Zhang’s health.
Qin Fan drove there. He had a work permit for the core medical care team and entered this big boss gathering place smoothly.
"Mr. Zhang is still at work. Mr. Qin, please wait a moment." Secretary Li said.
He then entered the office to report.
After a while, Secretary Li came out and said, "Mr. Qin, please go in."
Qin Fan opened the door and walked in, only to see Mr. Zhang still sitting behind his desk looking at the internal reference in his hand.
"Oh, Xiao Qin, please sit down first and wait for me to finish reading this."
Mr. Zhang pointed to the chair opposite the desk.
Qin Fan walked over lightly and sat down quietly.
Mr. Zhang read it quickly. After reading it, he wrote and drew on the document before finally putting it in the folder.
Secretary Li brought Qin Fan a cup of tea, placed it on the table, and added some to Mr. Zhang's cup.
"Secretary Li, please send this document to Yi Lao. Please transfer it to the Marine Surveillance Department as soon as possible."
"OK."
Before Secretary Li left, he gave Qin Fan a wink, meaning that he wanted Qin Fan to spend more time with Mr. Zhang.
"Xiao Qin, do you want to watch the international news?" Mr. Zhang took off his reading glasses and leaned back in his chair.
Qin Fan didn't know what Mr. Zhang would ask later, so he could only say truthfully: "You can see, you still need to understand current affairs and politics."
"These ghost grandsons are jumping up and down again. What do you think?"
Qin Fan was startled, he didn't understand what Mr. Zhang was talking about.
Fu Zhi thought of Yuhi Iwata in Japan, and asked: "Mr. Zhang, you mean the little devil."
Zhang Huhu was stunned, "Who else is there besides them?!"
Qin Fan immediately laughed and said, "Mr. Zhang, if you are angry with such a young person, don't let your anger break your body."
"We can't throw it away. Jumping up and down is just a sign of our own weakness."
"It proves that they are anxious now, which shows that our policy is correct."
"It's like gangsters fighting on the street. Often the one who shouts the loudest is the weakest."
"Because he is not strong enough, he must use his voice and momentum to be bold."
Hearing this, Mr. Zhang was slightly stunned.
Then he laughed and said, "Well, what you said makes some sense. If we were weak, he wouldn't make trouble and would just take possession of us."
"It's just strange that Yudai Iwata suddenly gave up the campaign and replaced him."
Qin Fan smiled slightly and said nothing.
Mr. Zhang stretched out his wrist and said, "Come on, let's do a routine check."
Qin Fan put three fingers on it.
Today's pulse diagnosis was more time-consuming than before, and I had to check my left hand and my right hand.
After letting go of his wrist, Qin Fan started to think.
"Xiao Qin, does my old man have a problem again?" asked Mr. Zhang.
"Oh, no, no." Qin Fan said quickly, and then he seemed to think of something and immediately laughed.
"Mr. Zhang, congratulations, are you going to have a grandson?"
Mr. Zhang smiled slightly and said, "Did Zhang Feng call you?"
Qin Fan shook his head.
Immediately, Mr. Zhang showed an expression of disbelief, "Xiao Qin, did you find out by checking your pulse?"
Qin Fan smiled and nodded.
Mr. Zhang's face sank, and he pretended to be angry: "Is it possible that I will still be Ximai? If you don't give me a reason today, I will slap you!"
"Haha, Mr. Zhang, you always know that there is a close connection between a person's mood and his pulse."
Qin Fan asked and answered himself.
"It is often said in traditional Chinese medicine that anger damages the liver, sadness damages the lungs, happiness hurts the heart, fear damages the kidneys, and shock damages the gallbladder."
"It is recorded in "Medical Chuan Xin Lu" that happy pulses are loose, and it is also said in "Pulse Diagram" that happy pulses are slow."
"The only happy event that can make your old man feel concerned about you is your grandson."
Suddenly, Mr. Zhang burst out laughing.
"Little slippery man, what you said makes sense."
In fact, Qin Fan did find some clues from the pulse pattern, and after reasoning, he came to a conclusion.
Just imagine that with Mr. Zhang's status, fame and fortune are no longer a happy event.
As the Zhang family is very small, Mr. Zhang has long wanted to have a grandson.
This was the only thing that could make him so happy and show it in his pulse.
In fact, the news that Yi Qing was pregnant reached Mr. Zhang an hour ago.
Because the good news was so sudden, the pulse was very different from usual.
After sitting with Mr. Zhang for a while, Qin Fan said goodbye and left.
After leaving the compound, he called Zhang Feng to congratulate him.
In the afternoon, while Qin Fan was still busy in Bian Que Hall, a phone call came in.
The name displayed on the screen turned out to be Ruan Weiguang!
Yes, Ruan Weiguang, the boss of the big circle gang, has completely become Qin Fan's fourth henchman.
This was the first time Ruan Weiguang took the initiative to call Qin Fan.
"Hello, Mr. Qin, I am Ruan Weiguang." The other party's tone was also extremely respectful.
"Well, did you find out?"
"I heard about it, but... Lu Zhiwen is no longer in Melbourne."
"I can't even get through to his cell phone. According to my people's report, Lu Zhiwen liquidated his assets in Melbourne a week ago."
"It has been quietly evacuated from Melbourne, no one knows where it went."
Did you hear that Lu Zhiwen disappeared?!
Qin Fan's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled again.
Ruan Weiguang will never tell lies. This is the characteristic of "reversal of yin and yang".
But where can I go?
"Have you checked the flight, train, and cruise information?" Qin Fan asked.
"I checked, and no information was left."
"Okay, I understand, you continue to pursue it and don't let go of any clues."
"Yes, please rest assured, I have already made arrangements." Ruan Weiguang said.
After hanging up the phone, Qin Fan was still a little dazed.
After a while, Yi Liangzhe also called and told the same situation as Ruan Weiguang.
Qin Fan was puzzled and could only let them continue to investigate in secret.
As the saying goes, plans are worse than changes. I originally planned to return to Haizhou on the 14th.
As a result, on the 10th, Qin Fan unexpectedly received a call from Secretary Gao Xinyuan of the medical and health system.
Let him prepare and rush to Yunyang Central Hospital in Jiangdong Province immediately.
Vice Minister Tan Guanying arrived there two days ago.
On the phone, Gao Xinyuan just said that He Lao was critically ill and needed Qin Fan to go to support him.
There was no way, work was military intelligence, saving people was like putting out fires, so Qin Fan had no choice but to change his itinerary.
First go to Jiangdong Province for a mission, and after that, go directly back to Haizhou.
He arranged for Phoenix Girl and Yuwen Xiangwan to rush to Haizhou to meet him on the 14th.
In the afternoon, Qin Fan took an emergency flight to Jiangdong Province.
In about two hours, the plane landed at Yunyang Airport. After leaving the terminal, Qin Fan stopped the taxi and headed there.
Before the taxi had driven even one kilometer, Vice Minister Tan Guanying called.
"Oh, Vice Minister Tan, I'm already here. I'll be at the hospital in a minute."
"Okay, we have to do it as soon as possible. The situation is getting worse and worse. The hospital has issued a second critical illness notice."
"Well, I understand."
After putting down the phone, Qin Fan urged: "Master, please run faster."
The taxi driver nodded and increased the accelerator.