Only then did Qin Haodong remember that today was Wang Rubing's birthday. He used to remember his sister's birthday every year, but this year there were so many things going on that he forgot about the serial murder case.
He said: "The key to a gift is your intention, not its value. Just put your heart into it."
Zhang Hao said: "I understand this, but I just want to ask my uncle, what is Ru Bing's favorite thing?"
Qin Haodong showed a look of reminiscence on his face and said: "When I was young, my family was in trouble and before the Chinese New Year, what I wanted most was a firecracker, and what Ru Bing wanted most was a beautiful headdress.
When she grows up, I will give her a tiara every time she celebrates her birthday. Now that she has a boyfriend, I will leave this task to you."
"That's great, uncle, I knew you could give me good advice." Zhang Hao said excitedly, "Now let's go find the best jewelry store and customize the most beautiful headdress for her.
What kind is good? Let’s make her a queen’s crown. From now on, she, Wang Rubing, will be my, Zhang Hao’s, queen for the rest of my life!”
Seeing Zhang Hao's attentive look, Qin Haodong was secretly happy for his sister. It is not easy for a woman to meet a man who is sincere to her. In this regard, Wang Rubing is lucky.
For the sake of his sister's happiness, he asked again: "Does your family know about you and Ru Bing? Do you think Ru Bing's family is too ordinary?"
Zhang Hao said: "No! No! I have already told my dad about Ru Bing. My dad completely respects my personal opinion about finding a girlfriend. He just asked about Ru Bing's birth date.
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Qin Haodong said with some surprise: "Dean Zhang still cares about these horoscopes?"
"Of course I care. Although my father is a doctor, he is very superstitious about this thing. He said that my mother died shortly after giving birth to me because of the incompatibility of the horoscopes. So if two people want to be together, the most important thing is for the horoscopes to match.
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"Oh!" Qin Haodong nodded and asked, "How are your and Ru Bing's horoscopes? Are they compatible or not?"
Zhang Hao said excitedly: "I don't understand these things. My dad found someone to tell me that they are a perfect match. They are a match made in heaven."
"That's good!"
Qin Haodong breathed a sigh of relief. It would definitely be troublesome if the marriage was opposed by the family. It is difficult to achieve perfect happiness in a marriage without the blessing of the family.
Zhang Hao added: "My father has seen Ru Bing's photos and likes them very much. He wants to celebrate Ru Bing's birthday with me tonight, which can be regarded as meeting his parents."
"It's really good, I wish you all the best!"
After speaking, Qin Haodong poured a cup of tea, handed it to Zhang Hao and said, "How about a cup of tea and a taste of my craftsmanship?"
"It smells so good!" Zhang Hao smelled the tea from a distance, reached out to take it, and then drank the tea in the cup in one gulp. He couldn't help but admired, "Uncle, your tea is so fragrant. I have never drunk it so well."
Fragrant tea.”
Qin Haodong glanced at him and said, "So you are left-handed?"
Ever since he learned that the murderer of the serial murder case was left-handed, he has been particularly sensitive to people's left and right hands. Just now, Zhang Hao used his left hand from receiving the teacup to drinking tea.
Zhang Hao said with a smile: "Yes, people say that left-handed people are smart. It depends on my dad. My dad is very smart and he is also left-handed."
Afterwards, Zhang Hao drank two more cups of tea, then said goodbye to Qin Haodong and left the Chinese medicine clinic.
There were not many patients in the morning. After Qin Haodong treated a few more, it was lunch time. Guangren Hospital had its own staff restaurant. He went downstairs to eat in the restaurant. When he arrived downstairs, he met Fang Yuqi.
Fang Yuqi's face was a little pale, with a hint of fatigue. After seeing Qin Haodong, she said: "Doctor Tang, let's eat!"
Qin Haodong smiled and said: "Yes, what a coincidence. Let's come together. Yesterday you treated me to a meal worth 400,000 yuan. No matter what, I want to treat you to a meal in return today!"
Speaking of the meal last night, Fang Yuqi smiled and said, "Are you kidding me? I didn't even bring enough money to treat you to dinner."
"How can I blame you? That restaurant is too dark..."
The two of them entered the cafeteria chatting and laughing, and after preparing their meals, they found a dining table and sat down.
Qin Haodong said: "Your face doesn't look good. Are you too tired?"
"I'm really a little tired." Fang Yuqi took a sip of the soup first, and then said, "Lu Fei didn't go to work today for some reason. I was responsible for several of his surgeries, and he didn't even have time to drink water all morning.
Today’s surgery schedule is also too busy, and there are three major surgeries, two minor surgeries, and three surgeries in the afternoon. If the director hadn’t helped, I would have been really busy.”
"Help, dean? Does the dean also perform surgeries?" Qin Haodong asked in surprise.
"Of course, the director was a famous surgeon in Guangren Hospital back then, and his surgical skills were so high that I felt inferior to him. But later he became the director and rarely performed any operations. If it hadn't been for the special situation today, Lu Fei suddenly
If he disappears, he won't come to help."
Qin Haodong's heart moved and he touched something again, but he still didn't catch it.
Fang Yuqi continued: "I don't have enough energy today. I went out to buy things last night. First I met a drunk gangster, and then I encountered a murder case. I was taken to the police for interrogation, otherwise I wouldn't be so tired.
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She didn't know that the person sitting in front of her was the one who interrogated her last night.
After lunch, the two said goodbye, and Fang Yuqi went back to rest. She had to take a quick nap so that she could be energetic for the afternoon surgery.
Qin Haodong saw a dozen more patients in the afternoon, and received a call from Nalan Wuxia before getting off work.
"Haodong, have you got off work?" Nalan Wuxia's voice was full of fatigue.
"I'm off work, what can I do?"
"It's time to get off work over there, so come to work here!" Nalan Wuxia said, "Four people died in a row. The superiors take this case very seriously and require that the case must be solved in the near future.
But now we don’t have any good clues, so we can only start by investigating the Taoist priests. Today our people brought back a dozen Taoist priests. Come over and help interrogate them and see if you can find anything useful."
"Okay, I'll go there now!"
Qin Haodong hung up the phone and shook his head with a smile. It seemed that he had really driven Nalan Wuxia into a panic and even used such a stupid method. This was also based on his soul-obsessing skills, otherwise it would have been an interrogation.
There is no use having too many people.
He took a taxi to the criminal police team, went to Nalan Wuxia's office to remove the disguise technique on his face, restored Qin Haodong's appearance, and then came to the detention room.
When he saw it here, he couldn't help but laugh again. There were more than a dozen old Taoists, big and small, imprisoned inside. The old ones could be seventy or eighty years old, and the young ones could be twenty or thirty years old.
Sloppy, sloppy, everything.
Nalan Wuxia said: "There is no other way. Let's try it. Maybe we can find some clues from these people."
Qin Haodong nodded and went to the interrogation room with Nalan Wuxia. Two policemen brought over a young man in his twenties and began to interrogate him.
In order to save time, Qin Haodong directly used the Soul Capture Technique and asked: "Do you know the Soul Calming Talisman?"
The little old Taoist said: "I've heard of it, but I've never seen it."
"Were you responsible for the murders a few days ago?"
"I don't know about any homicides, let alone killed anyone."
After asking a few questions and confirming that this little veteran had no suspicion of committing a crime, Nalan Wuxia directly let him go, and then brought in a veteran in his forties.
Qin Haodong asked: "Do you know the Soul Calming Talisman?"
The old Taoist shook his head: "I don't know, what is that?"
"Aren't you a Taoist priest? Why haven't you heard of the soul-suppressing charm?"
The old Taoist said: "I am a fake Taoist priest. I don't know Taoism at all. I just got a Taoist robe and cheated me of some food, drink and pocket money."
Nalan Wuxia didn't expect to catch a fake Taoist priest who was swindling. He called two policemen in and said, "Send him to the police station and treat him as a fraud."
After that, they asked seven or eight Taoist priests one after another, but still found nothing.
At this time, two policemen brought in another old Taoist. This old Taoist looked slovenly, his robes were shabby, his face was wrinkled, and his age could not be seen at all.
And he looks a little crazy. If he were a monk, he would look a bit like Jigong in the TV series.
After entering the door, before Qin Haodong could say anything, the old Taoist looked at Nalan Wuxia and said: "This female police officer, are you looking for the old Taoist to tell fortunes? Let me tell you, the old Taoist is known as the magic fortune teller. He knows 500 years in the past and 500 years in the future.
, 200 yuan per hexagram, children and old men are not deceived.
But since we are destined to meet each other, I will give you two a hexagram for free first."
When Qin Haodong saw that this sloppy old man was actually telling fortunes for the police and charging a fee, he found it very interesting and did not stop him. He looked on with a smile.
The sloppy old man's cloudy eyes scanned Nalan Wuxia's body and said, "The female police officer was born to be rich and prosperous. She has no worries about food and clothing. She will also be able to find a husband as she likes in the future, but she is a little unsatisfied."
Nalan Wuxia didn't take Lao Tao's words seriously at first, but when he heard him talk about his marriage, he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you?"
The sloppy old man said: "That husband of yours is destined to be in love. No matter where you go, you will be accompanied by beautiful women. You can't have it all to yourself. But don't worry about it. It's normal for any outstanding man to be surrounded by beautiful women. It's normal for him to have three wives and four concubines."
, so don’t take it to heart.”
After hearing what the old man said, Nalan Wuxia's heart moved and she couldn't help but glance at Qin Haodong. The man she liked was so perfect that she couldn't fault him, and he was surrounded by beautiful women. It seemed like that was the case.
"Young man, I will also give you a hexagram for free."
After the old Taoist finished speaking, his turbid eyes looked at Qin Haodong again. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting and the time was very short. If Qin Haodong didn't have a powerful soul, he wouldn't have been able to feel it.
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Qin Haodong's heart stirred up a storm. At this moment, he was sure that the sloppy old Taoist was definitely an expert hermit, and he had even reached an incredible level.
After stepping into the threshold of An Jin, he could easily see through the cultivation of a master with his powerful soul, but he couldn't see through this old master. Could it be said that he has surpassed the master?
In a place like the earth where spiritual energy is lacking, it is simply impossible to reach this state. Could it be that I just saw it wrong?
However, in this way, he did not dare to use the Soul Capture Technique on the old Taoist anymore. The Soul Capture Technique was easy to use, but it also had limitations. He had to ensure that his mental power would crush the opponent, otherwise he would encounter a strong backlash.
While he kept guessing, the old Taoist also showed doubts on his face and murmured: "It's strange, it's really strange. There is a face that the old Taoist can't see through..."
Nalan Wuxia didn't know what the two of them were thinking. Seeing that the old Taoist had stopped speaking, he asked: "Taoist Master, why don't you speak? What is his fate? How many women are he destined to have?"
This was what she cared about the most. She felt that the old man was indeed quite capable, so she couldn't help but ask.