He didn't know what Song Bingwen was talking about, but Qin Fan could probably guess based on his feeling that it should be about Song Bingwen's mission this time.
Qin Fan has actually always been curious about this matter.
After all, Song Bingwen and Shan Yi were injured at the same time this time, and even the bullets were poisoned with insect poison, so Qin Fan felt that this was by no means a simple mission.
Thinking of this, Qin Fan nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, Brother Wen, we will discuss it in detail tomorrow."
Said and hung up the phone.
The next afternoon.
Qin Fan and Zhao Yaxin drove to the Villa.
After arriving.
Mr. Song personally stood at the door to greet him, accompanied by Song Bingwen and Shan Yi.
I saw Qin Fan coming.
Immediately, Mr. Song hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Brother is here."
Qin Fan shook his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, why are you standing outside? Come in and sit down."
Song Lao waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother, you are the savior of me and my son. I should greet you at the door."
"Yes, brother, what my father said is absolutely right," Song Bingwen nodded and said with a smile.
Mr. Song was right. He had a terminal illness before and was almost dead. Fortunately, Qin Fan's miraculous doctor cured him.
Two days ago, if Qin Fan hadn't taken action again, his son Song Bingwen would have been doomed.
Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that Qin Fan is the great benefactor of his Song family.
When Qin Fan heard the cheer, he waved his hands and said with a bitter smile: "Don't say that, you are not a benefactor."
At this time, Mr. Song smiled and said, "Yes, that's right," and then he waved his hand and hurriedly invited Qin Fan and Zhao Yaxin to come in and sit down.
Qin Fan nodded politely. After everyone went in, the food was already prepared.
A group of people sat down.
Mr. Song said a few more words, then stood up and toasted in person: "Brother, I, the old man, toast you this glass of wine."
When Qin Fan saw Mr. Song standing up to propose a toast, he hurriedly stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, that's not okay. You are an elder, and I, a junior, can't do enough to toast you."
He has always respected people like Mr. Song and Mr. Han, so Qin Fan has always been very humble in front of them.
As he spoke, he was busy serving the wine, and he touched it with Mr. Song, and the two of them drank it down.
After one drink.
At this time, Song Bingwen and Shan Yi toasted respectively, but they were blocked by Qin Fan.
Although the two of them are fine, it is best not to be stimulated by white wine. Upon hearing what Qin Fan said, Song Bingwen nodded and said with a smile: "Brother, if you say you are not allowed to drink, then I won't drink."
As he spoke, Song Bingwen put down his wine glass and picked up a cup of tea, replacing wine with tea to have sex with Qin Fan.
Then Song Lao and Song Bingwen paid tribute to Zhao Yaxin respectively.
In fact, before this, they probably knew that there was Zhao Yaxin in Qin Fan's medical clinic.
This girl is beautiful and has good medical skills. She decisively quit her job in the city hospital for Qin Fan's medical clinic business, so they have always wanted to see Zhao Yaxin.
Two days ago, Zhao Yaxin helped Qin Fan treat Song Bingwen.
So Mr. Song was very grateful to Miss Ren.
However, Zhao Yaxin was not very good at drinking, so several people were very discerning and did not force her to drink.
A few people drank another drink.
After three rounds of drinking, a few people chatted while eating.
After meal.
Although Zhao Yaxin drank a little little, she was still a little dizzy, so Mr. Song hurriedly asked the servant to help him go upstairs to rest.
While several other people were sitting in the living room chatting,
Mr. Song seemed to know in advance that his son would tell Qin Fan something later.
So Mr. Song realized what was going on at this time, and he said with a smile: "Brother, let Awen chat with you first. I feel a little dizzy myself, so I'll go up and take a rest first."
When Qin Fan heard this, he probably knew that the old man had done this on purpose, so he nodded and said with a smile: "Well, Mr. Song, you go up and have a rest first."
After Mr. Song went up, only Qin Fan, Song Bingwen, and Shan Yi were left in the living room.
At this time, Song Bingwen wanted to pour tea for Qin Fan, but Shan Yi stepped forward, took what was in his hand, and poured Qin Fan a cup.
Song Bingwen's expression was serious, and he immediately turned around and waved to the servant waiting next to him, and dismissed the servant.
After the servant goes down.
Song Bingwen then looked at Qin Fan and said seriously: "Brother, you are a smart man, you should be able to guess what I am going to tell you today, right?"
Qin Fan smiled when he heard this. He knew that this matter must be unusual, so Qin Fan simply stopped pretending to be stupid.
So Qin Fan nodded and smiled: "I can probably guess a little bit."
Qin Fan turned his head and glanced at Shan Yi. He smiled and said, "Shan Yi, you should tell Brother Wen that I asked you for bullets."
He had told Shan Yi at the hospital that there was something wrong with the bullet.
Shan Yi nodded and smiled and said, "Yes, when Brother Wen asked me, I told him everything."
At this time, Song Bingwen waved his hands and explained: "Actually, this matter has nothing to do with Shan Yi telling me. Actually, brother, I wanted to tell you this matter, but because it involves some confidential things, so
I'm thinking about it."
After a pause, Song Bingwen shook his head helplessly and said: "I didn't expect that I am critically ill and have been delayed until now."
Qin Fan listened, he could feel that this matter was confidential, so even though he was curious before, he didn't ask.
Moreover, Mr. Song deliberately avoided it just now, which means that Song Bingwen has not even mentioned this matter to Mr. Song now.
He picked up the tea cup, took a sip and slowly put it down. Qin Fan then asked seriously: "Brother Wen, why are you planning to tell me now?"
Song Bingwen turned his head and glanced at Shan Yi, then turned back to stare at Qin Fan and said seriously: "I want you to participate!"
"participate?"
Qin Fan was startled.
At this time, Song Bingwen looked at Qin Fan's expression and said with a wry smile: "Brother, I didn't expect that I would have to ask you to join me and help me now."
After a pause, he smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, I don't want you to join in this matter. After all, it is a dangerous matter."
As he spoke, Song Bingwen reached out to pat Shan Yi and said with a bitter smile: "Shan Yi is an example. He has not been with me for a long time, but now he is carrying out such a dangerous mission and almost lost his life."
He looked at Shan Yi and waved his hands to indicate that it was okay.
Song Bingwen smiled bitterly and said: "But there is nothing we can do now. After all, the opponent is too strong. I can't just watch my other men sacrifice and get injured."
As he spoke, he looked at Qin Fan and said, "So, brother, after much thought, maybe you are the only one who can turn the tide of the war around."
"I?"
Qin Fan was startled again. To be honest, although Qin Fan knew that this matter was not trivial, Qin Fan had never thought of participating in such a thing.
But now that Song Bingwen directly asked him to participate and gave him such high expectations, Qin Fan suddenly became depressed. In fact, he really didn't want to go.
But Qin Fan definitely wouldn't say it, so he asked with a wry smile: "Brother Wen, please tell me what's going on first."