Both Meng Lin and the old man had great faith in Dr. Wu's medical skills. When they heard him say that Meng Yao was hopeless, both of them felt a little desperate.
But after Dr. Wu said that there was someone who might be able to cure Meng Yao's disease, Meng Lin and the old man suddenly felt that things were turning around, and they asked at the same time.
"Okay...what does it seem to be called Qin Feng?"
Dr. Wu smiled bitterly. He could tell in the morning that the young man didn't seem to want to have more contact with him, so he only asked the doctor who was present yesterday about the process of Qin Feng's treatment of Hu Baoguo.
According to a doctor on duty yesterday, Qin Feng treated Minister Hu together with a middle-aged man. First, the middle-aged man performed acupuncture, and then Qin Feng took out the bullet. But this process was
No one can be seen.
Therefore, Dr. Wu does not dare to say for sure that Qin Feng is the person who treats Hu Baoguo. In front of Mr. Meng, there are some things that cannot be said too fully.
"Hey, Chief, what's wrong with you?" Dr. Wu found that after he said this name, the old man and Meng Lin in front of him fell into silence at the same time.
"Is that that person?" Mr. Meng turned to look at his grandson and said, "I remember that person's name seems to be Qin Feng."
The old man once heard someone talk about Meng Yao and Qin Feng, so he remembered this name in his heart. However, there are countless people with the same name in the world, so the old man is not sure.
"If you call me Qin Feng, it should be him..."
Meng Lin smiled bitterly and said: "I once heard Hua Xiaotong say that Dr. Wu from the medical team there saw Qin Feng correct her grandfather's bones. He should know medical skills..."
"What? The person who set Mr. Hua's bones? Is that Qin Feng?" Before Meng Lin could finish his words, Dr. Wu interrupted him because he had also heard about this matter.
Each circle corresponds to different treatment. Mr. Hua is just a strong man in the army and has never entered the leadership of the country. Therefore, his treatment after retirement will be lower than that of Mr. Meng.
The level when you are in office determines the treatment after you abdicate. Mr. Meng enjoys higher medical treatment than Mr. Hua. Although they are both under the jurisdiction of the Health Bureau, the members of the expert team are different.
However, since they all belong to the Health Bureau, the doctors also communicate with each other. Dr. Wu is a Chinese medicine practitioner, so he is very concerned about this matter and has learned about this case in detail.
Unfortunately, Dr. Wu never found out the name of the person who set Mr. Hua's bones. It was not until Meng Lin told him the name that he realized that it was the young man he had met.
"You are not old, about 1.8 meters tall, and your skin is a bit dark, Uncle Wu. Is that him you saw?" Meng Lin gave a rough description of Qin Feng's appearance.
"Yes, it's him. It turns out they are the same person!"
Doctor Wu nodded repeatedly and said: "If it is really Minister Hu who treated this young man, then he is probably the only one in the world who can save Yaoyao."
In fact, Dr. Wu still had something to say, which was that he saw with his own eyes in the morning that Qin Feng actually knew the long-lost Zhenqi massage technique. You know, even he himself didn't know how to do it.
"Is he the only one who can save Yaoyao?" Mr. Meng pondered for a moment and then said: "Meng Lin, call Yaoyao here, I want to see this Qin Feng!"
"Grandpa, is this...is this appropriate?" Meng Lin glanced at Dr. Wu and said, "Uncle Wu, I have something to say to grandpa."
"Okay, you and the chief will chat first. If you need anything, call me..." Dr. Wu nodded, knowing that he didn't want to hear what Meng Lin said next.
"You can tell people everything, what do you want to say?" Mr. Meng looked at his grandson unhappily.
"Grandpa, that Qin Feng is not a good person."
Meng Lin hesitated for a moment, then said: "When he was twelve or thirteen years old, he killed four people in a row, stayed in prison for four years, and his wealth after being released from prison was somewhat unclear. You...
...You want to see him, is this...is this appropriate?"
Meng Lin knew in his heart that in the Meng family, the old man would definitely stick to his word. If he met Qin Feng, then the relationship between Qin Feng and Meng Yao would probably be a done deal, and no one would dare to object.
"You killed four people when you were only twelve or thirteen years old. It's so murderous!" Mr. Meng's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Yes, grandpa, I don't think Yaoyao can be with such a person..." Meng Lin felt happy. He didn't want to discredit Qin Feng, but he really felt that Qin Feng and his sister were not suitable for each other.
"fart!"
Just when Meng Lin thought his grandfather agreed with his point of view, the old man slapped his hand on the table and said angrily: "Why don't you tell me why he killed people? Shouldn't those human trafficking beasts be killed? Do you want me?"
He said, "If you kill well, you may not kill enough!"
"What? Grandpa, do you know about this?"
The old man's rage made Meng Lin dumbfounded for a moment. He didn't expect that his grandfather actually knew everything about this matter and told him everything he didn't say.
"You really think I'm old and confused?"
Mr. Meng looked at his grandson angrily and said: "Your grandfather, I gave up my writing and joined the army when I was sixteen. I have been fighting for most of my life. I don't know how many lives my subordinates have lost. As long as I kill the right people, does it matter how many people I kill?"
The old man's concern for Meng Yao was far beyond the imagination of the Meng family. After she received the gunshot wound, the old man asked people to find out the origins of Qin Feng and Liu Zimo.
Originally, Mr. Meng had wanted to meet Qin Feng for a long time, but before he could tell his granddaughter, Qin Feng disappeared. Seeing Meng Yao's hidden concern, the old man never mentioned this topic again.
"Grandpa, then... Qin Feng is too murderous. What if he breaks the law?"
After Meng Lin said these words, he suddenly understood that it was the police uniform he was wearing that made him feel that kind of resistance to Qin Feng.
"If you do something wrong, shoot him. If you do something right, I will protect him!" The old man's words were resounding.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
The quarrel between the grandfather and grandson alarmed Meng Yao and her daughter who had just come out of the kitchen. As soon as Meng's mother entered the room, she scolded her son, "Meng Lin, why are you talking to grandpa? I don't know that grandpa has high blood pressure and cannot be excited.
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Meng's mother's name is Tang Xiulian, and she is the daughter of an old subordinate of Mr. Meng. Although she is usually very virtuous, what Meng Lin fears most is his mother.
"Mom, I'm not angry with grandpa." Meng Lin said in a dumbfounded voice, "We are just talking about something."
"Xiulian, don't care about Meng Lin's affairs."
Mr. Meng waved his hand and said to Meng Yao: "Girl, grandpa wants to see Qin Feng, please give him a call. Also, Xiulian, please cook more dishes tonight to entertain the guests..."
"ah?"
"Who is Qin Feng?"
The amount of information the old man said was really big. Meng Yao was purely surprised, while Tang Xiulian was a little confused. Why did the old man ask his daughter to call if he wanted to meet someone?
"Yao Yao, tell mom, who is Qin Feng?"
Tang Xiulian's unique keen sense made Tang Xiulian guess a little bit, and she couldn't help but said angrily: "You're a good girl. If you don't tell your mother that you have a boyfriend, it's like I raised you in vain..."
"Mom, that's not it yet."
There was a hint of blush on Meng Yao's snow-white face, but Tang Xiulian became even more angry at this sight. She was someone who had been there before, how could she still not understand her daughter's thoughts?
When Mr. Meng saw that his daughter-in-law was still unwilling to give in, he quickly said: "Xiulian, that's it. We'll talk about it later. Let Yaoyao call..."
"Dad, this is what you are used to. Look, even if you make friends, you won't even tell your family." Tang Xiulian couldn't help but complain a few words. In this family, she was the only one who could complain in front of the old man.
"Girl, ignore your mother, call her quickly and ask her to come over for dinner tonight!"
The old man waved his hand and said with a smile: "What's wrong, do you want to make this call in front of us?"
"Grandpa, I'm going out to fight!" Meng Yao was already thin-skinned, but when grandpa said this, she felt even more embarrassed, so she paused and ran out of the wing.
"Meng Lin, to make a long story short, tell your mother about the girl's illness!"
Seeing Meng Yao running out, the old man sighed, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. He was old and tired from talking so much.
"What? Yaoyao is terminally ill, and there is... no cure?"
After hearing her son explain Meng Yao's condition, Tang Xiulian was stunned. She was about to shout out, but she covered her mouth with her hands, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"Mom, don't worry, that Qin Feng may be able to save Yaoyao..." Seeing his mother's sad look, Meng Lin couldn't help but feel a sore nose and his eye circles were a little red.
"Xiulian, girl, you don't know about this yet, so don't tell me." The old man said with his eyes closed.
"Dad, I...I know." Tang Xiulian took out a handkerchief and wiped her eyes, but the expression on her face revealed uncontrollable sadness.
"Yao Yao, is your grandpa in good health?" After sending Meng Lin away, Qin Feng returned to the backyard to chat with Qin Dongyuan and others. While talking, he received a call from Meng Yao.
"Grandpa is in good health. Qin Feng, I have something to tell you."
There was a hint of joy in Meng Yao's words, because she also knew that if grandpa met Qin Feng, the obstacles between them would no longer exist.
"Huh? Why are you so happy?" Hearing Meng Yao's words, Qin Feng couldn't help laughing and said, "Yao Yao, did you win the lottery?"
Qin Feng walked outside while talking on the phone. He didn't want to fall in love in front of a room full of young and old. After all, these people all had bad ears.
"What's so exciting about winning a lottery ticket?" Meng Yao said with a smile: "Qin Feng, my grandfather wants to see you. He wants to invite you to our house for dinner in the evening..."
"Huh? Did Meng Lin tell the old man about this?" After hearing Meng Yao's words, Qin Feng immediately realized that the old man's invitation may not be because he wanted to meet his grandson-in-law.
"Hey, Qin Feng, why don't you speak?" Meng Yao didn't hear the echo from the phone and said, "Qin Feng, aren't you willing to come to my house to see grandpa?"
"No, of course not!"
Qin Feng quickly changed the topic and said: "Of course I am willing to see your grandpa, but this is my first time, I have to bring something with me, right? What does your grandpa usually like?"
"You have everything at home, don't you need to bring it with you?"
Meng Yao thought for a moment and said: "Grandpa likes calligraphy the most. Do you have any calligraphy by Mr. Qi? He and Mr. Qi are old friends, and he admires Mr. Qi's calligraphy the most..."
"Teacher's word? I really don't have one?"
Qin Feng smiled bitterly when he heard this, but suddenly his heart moved and he said: "Although I don't have the name "teacher" here, there is a better one. Take it and I guarantee that your grandpa will be satisfied..."
Qin Feng thought of the "Preface to the Lanting Collection" he wrote himself. Qin Feng asked himself that this was his pinnacle work. In terms of artistic achievements, it had indeed surpassed his teacher.
Just giving this calligraphy to the old man, Qin Feng needs to write another one.
However, he has copied countless Zhang Lanting's prefaces, and this copybook has already been deeply imprinted in his mind. I believe that even if he writes another one, the level will not be much different. (To be continued...)
