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Chapter five hundred and seventy-ninth a passer-by

Mobilize the map and Fernan searches for the target.

Cursors appeared in his vision one by one, and this feeling made him miss it very much.

On the map, Niu Er and his wife were still in the room in Kuoshantun. They must have had a meal and lie on the kang and slept back to their sleep.

Qiangzi was in Shi Hospital, guarding next to Ma Cuilian's cursor.

Hu Wan's cursor left Prison No. 6 and went to Fengtian Mansion. He must have been searching for his traces.

But he had arrived in Peiping quietly and was about to board the train to Shanghai.

What surprised him was that Long Si was still in Fengtian Mansion and was still in the commander's mansion.

Fernan couldn't help but guess that he was going to the commander's mansion to plead for him, but he also knew that Long Si's friendship with him would not have helped him so much.

Therefore, Long Si should have gone to the commander's mansion for private matters. Maybe he might have mentioned something before and asked him for a favor, but now he is gone, so Long Si probably won't speak anymore.

Xiaobai's cursor is still in Guangdong, and the place should be a town, but Feinan is not very convenient now and cannot be explored in detail.

"Your hibiscus chicken slices! Please use it slowly!"

The guy started serving the dishes, and Fernan put down the towel.

"Come on! Eat quickly!"

Chen Hanlin picked up the chopsticks and greeted him enthusiastically.

Fei Nan was stunned. This was obviously his dish?

Before he could speak, he saw that Wang Yueqi and others also picked up chopsticks, looked up the chopsticks to pick up the food, and couldn't wait to eat.

Fernan shook his head with a smile. He probably ordered the hibiscus chicken slices, thinking that the plate they were on first was theirs.

They ate sweetly and looked really hungry, so Fernan didn't say much. Anyway, he ordered a lot of dishes, so it would be okay to let them eat first.

"The furong chicken slices from Dongxingju are specialty, and they taste just good."

Chen Hanlin was enjoying the meal and nodded repeatedly: "If you don't say anything else, they served the dishes very quickly."

Feng Chengcheng stuttered in a small stutter, very quiet.

Because of her abnormal feeling before, she was a little concerned about Fernan.

Seeing Fernan chuckling and shaking his head, she was a little embarrassed and asked: "Sir, you should eat together too! Meeting is fate, just treat it as a friend to have a meal together."

Hearing her words, Chen Hanlin was a little anxious. He was about to speak, but when he heard Wang Yueqi say happily, "Yes! It's also a fate that we can play tables together today. Hey? By the way, I haven't asked you for your surname yet!"

Fei Nan replied with a smile: "No fee for your surname, one dream of Jianghu is a five-year fee, and the single name is Nan, the south of Jiangnan."

Wang Yueqi waved her hand carelessly and said, "Oh! Fernan is Fernan! If you say these genius words, you are no older than us. Why do you speak so old-fashionedly?"

"Yueqi."

Feng Chengcheng gently touched Wang Yueqi.

“It’s okay.”

Fenan smiled and said, "Everyone is a promising young man, so it's good to speak straightforwardly."

As he said that, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and praised it with satisfaction: "It's really good, the heat is excellent, and it's good."

Feng Chengcheng asked curiously: "What does Mr. Fei do?"

Fernan thought about it and said seriously: "I have done everything, I have done mail, I have done thugs, I have been on the operating table as a doctor, and I have been to school as a teacher. In short, I will do whatever I see is fun, and there is no fixed number."

"Tsk! Bragging..."

Chen Hanlin, who was beside him, couldn't help but mutter.

Medicine and literature are two different major subjects. It is rare to be able to study one of them carefully. As Fei Nan said, he actually had both, which was obviously bragging.

Feng Chengcheng was also a little disbelief, but when he saw that Fei Nan looked like he was fake, he asked again: "I heard your accent, which is very similar to the accent of Peking. Are you a local from Peking?"

Sighing, Fenan looked a little desolate: "Rootless duckweed, making a home everywhere, just a passerby in the world."

He didn't want to reveal too much information, so he said this on purpose.

But when he said that, he felt a little sad.

Although it is an excuse, it is also his voice.

He is a passerby for this and even the outside world. This is the most difficult loneliness. He cannot mention it to others, but can only hide it in his heart.

This indescribable sense of loneliness was cast on Fenan in the eyes of the two girls. Wang Yueqi looked at Fenan and suddenly felt that his face was full of stories.

"After all the time, it's just a blind streamer who goes with the flow." Chen Hanlin couldn't help but interrupt.

"Hanlin."

Feng Chengcheng looked at him with a little complaint.

After swallowing the following words, Chen Hanlin shouted: "I think that the current disputes in China are constantly occurring because there are too many people going with the flow. A new era has arrived. No matter who is, we must work hard. As long as each of us works together and contributes our strength, we can make the entire country break out of the cocoon and rebirth and move towards glory again!"

He spoke passionately and loudly. When he heard his words, the diners at the next table couldn't help but applaud and cheer.

Chen Hanlin turned around and gave gifts to the diners and turned around. When he saw Fernan clapping with praise, nodding at him. For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of awkwardness.

"Very good. The country needs a young man with ideals and passionate blood like you. Come on, I'm optimistic about you!"

Fernan smiled and encouraged him, and said no stingy in praise.

But when Chen Hanlin listened, he felt even more awkward, and he felt that the lines in Feinan's words were full of ridicule.

He was a little dissatisfied and deliberately did not look at Feng Chengcheng's persuasion and asked Fei Nan: "I wonder what Mr. Fei has to judge the current domestic situation?"

"I wish to hear and see."

Fernan kicked the ball back directly.

Chen Hanlin said seriously: "I think since Yuan Shikai's death, warlords' separatist forces in various places have become a chaotic world, and warlords will surely fight. Instead of hiding on campus, living alone and greedying for comfort, it is better to step onto the battlefield and do something for the country and the people with practical actions, which is worse than studying hard in school!"

Fernan smiled and did not answer.

"Hanlin, you are the only son, and your family will definitely not agree." Feng Chengcheng reminded him.

"I have made a decision, no one can shake my determination!" Chen Hanlin said righteously.

Wang Yueqi didn't care about him anymore, but turned to Fenan and asked: "Mr. Fei, have you been a doctor before? Is it a Western doctor? Why don't you do it? Western doctor is very profitable?"

Fenan calmly replied: "Because medicine cannot save the Chinese."

"Hmm? Why do you say that?"

Wang Yueqi was puzzled.

In this era, Mr. Lu Xun, who said this sentence, had not written the article by Mr. Fujino, so she naturally had no way of knowing the meaning of this sentence.
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