Soon, Smith and others walked out of the main hall together with Fan Wencong.
Suddenly, Smith turned around and said to Qin Changsheng: "I admire you for your broad-mindedness, little brother."
"Based on this alone, no matter what the result is, we will never underestimate Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine from now on."
"Also, on behalf of everyone, I would like to apologize to everyone for my wrong words and actions just now."
As he spoke, Smith bowed deeply to Qin Changsheng and then disappeared from everyone's sight.
Qin Changsheng smiled casually and said to the old man who stayed to entertain them: "I don't like boring and meaningless entertainment."
The old man understood and quickly winked at the servant outside.
After they stopped several Jinmen traditional Chinese medicine doctors, the old man immediately invited Qin Changsheng and others into the tea room.
Then the old man personally served tea to several people, and curiously asked Qin Changsheng: "May I ask your name, little friend?"
Qin Changsheng said: "Qin Changsheng."
The old man nodded and said, "May I ask, Mr. Qin, what disease does this old boss have?"
Qin Changsheng saw that he had no reaction to his name, which was obviously because he had never heard of it before.
Think about it some time ago, he caused a stir in the capital, and his reputation has already spread throughout the country.
So he immediately understood that his previous guess was correct. The force behind it, represented by Fan Wencong, must be a hidden force that rarely cared about the outside world.
Of course, it is enough for Qin Changsheng to know this. He asked: "Do you know the Fuxi Divine Clan?"
The old man was startled, and after a few seconds he answered: "I heard it, but I wonder why Mr. Qin asked this question?"
Qin Changsheng said: "Your boss is indeed pregnant, and she is pregnant with the seed of the Fuxi Divine Clan."
"Because the Fuxi Clan is different from humans, they can be mistaken for lumps by Western medicine."
"Also, unlike normal human pregnancy, this fetus will not be born. They will only absorb your employer's soul and internal energy and replace it."
Bang!
With a crisp sound, the teacup in the old man's hand slipped to the ground and broke into pieces instantly.
At the same time, Qin Changsheng immediately understood that the forces behind Fan Wencong might be related to the Fuxi Divine Clan.
Then the old man picked up the fragments and said with a livid face: "So Mr. Qin strangled that evil species in the belly of his employer?"
Qin Changsheng nodded.
The old man continued: "This matter is of great importance, please Qin Shao forget everything that happened here."
Qin Changsheng said: "I wonder, old sir, have you ever heard of the Dragon and Phoenix Guild Hall? In fact, I also have some personal grudges with the Fuxi Divine Clan. If..."
The old man's eyes sank solemnly and said: "There is no possibility of cooperation in this matter, and this matter threatens the survival of the Fan family, and it is not among the three things we promised you just now."
"Also, please ask Mr. Qin not to ask anything about the Fuxi Divine Clan again."
"Otherwise, even if you are very kind to us, we will not hesitate to bear the name of betrayal, even if we completely break our faces."
Qin Changsheng didn't expect that his reaction would be so exaggerated, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Thinking about dealing with the Fuxi Clan is not the purpose of this trip.
Considering that the opponent is indeed very powerful, it is not appropriate to cause unnecessary problems.
So Qin Changsheng didn't force it, and simply took the initiative to change the topic.
But the atmosphere was still extremely awkward until Fan Wencong walked into the tea room laughing.
He put down a few business cards on the tea table, bowed deeply to Qin Changsheng and said, "Young Master Qin has great medical skills, so Smith and others have said that they will come and kneel to you."
"When we came in just now, they learned from Fan's subordinates that you didn't want to be disturbed, so they asked Fan to bring you these business cards."
"By the way, they also said that in the future, as long as you need their place, no matter where it is, just give them a call."
Qin Changsheng casually stuffed the business card into his pocket and motioned for Fan Wencong to sit next to him with a smile.
Fan Wencong knew this well and quickly personally served Qin Changsheng a cup of tea, then said: "Miss Zhao did come to see Fan a few days ago."
"She came on behalf of Qin Jinghui. She claimed that she had a way to treat Fan, and then she invited Qian Zongqian, the miracle doctor."
When Qin Changsheng heard this, he frowned and said, "Mr. Fan, are you joking with me? Or have you not heard about Zhao Xinrui and the others' assassination of Qin Jinghui?"
Fan Wencong smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master Qin is Fan's reborn parent. How dare Fan cheat?"
"Fan has been unable to figure this out in the past two days, but at that time Miss Zhao did bring Qin Jinghui's video as evidence."
"It is precisely because of this that Fan has always been polite to her. Even if the treatment failed in the end, we still gave her generous gifts."
Qin Changsheng's expression suddenly darkened again, and even he was completely confused by Fan Wencong's words.
Fan Wencong was worried that he still didn't believe it, so he continued to explain: "You have also seen that this is a secret."
"If Miss Zhao hadn't had the video of the new mayor as evidence, it would have been impossible for Fan to let her come and go as she pleased."
"Of course, Fan has never thought of actively harming anyone. As long as he can ensure that people who have been here will not leak secrets, he will give them generous gifts in the end."
Qin Changsheng knew that what he said was reasonable, and his expression immediately softened a lot, and he asked curiously: "If I guess correctly, the Fan family should rarely deal with the outside world, right?"
Fan Wencong immediately understood what he meant and replied: "Yes, but the Fan family also needs food and a lot of financial resources to cultivate talents."
"So in this Jinmen area, there are actually many forces that are secretly supported by our Fan family. We can not give Qin Jinghui face, but they can't."
Qin Changsheng nodded and said nothing.
Although there were thousands of reluctances in his heart, he had secretly decided that it was time to meet Qin Jinghui for the sake of Zhao Xinrui and Chai Kongqing.
Only by meeting Qin Jinghui can these questions be solved.
Thinking of this, Qin Changsheng stood up and said: "In that case, please also ask Mr. Fan to fulfill his promise and leave his contact information."
Fan Wencong quickly informed Qin Changsheng of his phone number, but when he wanted to ask for Qin Changsheng's number, he was refused.
Because he knew that there was big trouble behind the Fan family.
Therefore, except for getting back his own benefits when necessary, Qin Changsheng does not want to have too much involvement with the Fan family.
After that, Qin Changsheng and his party did not stay in the ghost market and quickly returned to Tianyu Hotel.
During the banquet.
Wei Chengmo suddenly asked: "Young Master Qin, are you planning to see Qin Jinghui next?"
Qin Changsheng said: "What's the problem? With the energy of your Wei family in Jinmen, it shouldn't be difficult to find out where he is now, right?"
Wei Chengmo hesitated for a few seconds and said, "It's not difficult. I just want to advise you not to see him now."
Qin Changsheng asked: "Why? Is Qin Jinghui more difficult to deal with than the masters around Fan Wencong?"