When Ling You heard what Mr. Qin said, he didn't ask any more questions. He just agreed, "Okay, Grandpa Qin. I'll settle down with Mr. He and rush over immediately."

Mr. Qin gave a faint hum and then hung up the phone.

Ling You then returned to the ward, said hello to He Shihui, and then looked at Zheng Guangping. Zheng Guangping saw Ling You's eyes and gestured to the door.

The two of them walked into the hospital corridor, and after standing firm, Ling You said, "Uncle Zheng, Mr. Yang's body can be observed in the hospital for a while."

Zheng Guangping finally spent some time alone with Ling You, then patted Ling You on the arm: "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Ling."

Ling You smiled faintly: "Uncle Zheng, it's just his job as a doctor."

Zheng Guangping naturally knew that Ling You was just a courtesy. Being able to travel thousands of miles away and leave all the work in the county to accompany his party in the capital was not just a doctor's duty that could be summed up in four words; but for people like them

, thanking you is just rhetoric. As for how to repay this favor, you will have to see later.

Ling You then said to Zheng Guangping: "Uncle Zheng, please tell Mr. He, I have to excuse you first."

Zheng Guangping guessed that Ling You had come to the capital as soon as he heard it. Mr. Qin must have got the news. After all, so many experts from the health bureau, including Huang Siwen, had seen Ling You when he treated Yang Aiping. How could there be such a thing in this world?

There was no ventilation wall, so Zheng Guangping hurriedly said: "Go about your business and call me when you're done. If time permits, let's go back to Jishan together."

Ling You nodded, and then he and Zheng Guangping walked to the door of the ward. After saying goodbye, they went downstairs.

Lingyou took a taxi and was heading towards Wuxi Mountain when he received a call from Zhou Tiandong. After Zhou Tiandong asked Lingyou's current location on the phone, he asked Lingyou to get off at a place with few people and cars.

car.

After Lingyou got off the car, he stood on the side of the road for less than ten minutes. Then he saw two black cars driving over. The car behind them stopped steadily in front of Lingyou. Zhou Tiandong, who was in the passenger seat, immediately

He lowered the window and motioned for Ling You to get in the car.

Lingyou then walked around the back of the car, opened the door behind the driver and got in. Sure enough, Mr. Qin was in the car at this time. After Lingyou closed the door, the two cars started off at the same time and drove slowly away.

go out.

Along the way, Ling You didn't ask where he was going. He just explained the details of treating Yang Aiping with Mr. Qin. Naturally, Mr. Qin also figured out what Zheng Guangping was planning, so Ling You had no choice but to tell Mr. Qin the cause and effect.

, Mr. Qin was not surprised when he heard this, and it was even reasonable. Although he didn’t know much about Zheng Guangping, after Zheng Guangping appeared in Lingyou’s sight and poured it into his ears, Mr. Qin made people

After investigating Zheng Guangping's resume, I feel that this Zheng Guangping is quite talented as an official; and for such a person, in Mr. Qin's heart, naturally he has temporarily reserved a status for observation; as for Ling You's actions this time

, Mr. Qin did not object. After all, there would always be a day when he could not protect Ling You. Let Ling You save some more favors at this time, and it would be a protective talisman if he could not protect them in the future.

The car drove all the way until it reached the foot of a secluded hill far away from the city. Then it drove up the mountain on a flat and beautiful tree-lined path. Finally, it stopped in front of a majestic mountain gate guarded by armed police.

.

Lingyou looked out the car window and saw the four characters "Southwest Villa" written above the mountain gate, and the person who signed the inscription made Lingyou's heart tremble; at this time, he found that this place was better than Wuxi Mountain.

The specifications were even stricter. The driver and Zhou Tiandong got out of the car and handed over their respective IDs. An armed police captain came to the driver's window and looked inside.

When he saw Mr. Qin in the back seat, the captain quickly withdrew his gaze, stood up straight, and signaled for release. Zhou Tiandong and the driver returned to the car. The car in front of them was left at the foot of the mountain, and only Mr. Qin was in it.

The car drove up; the armed police captain behind him saluted with a standard military salute, and the armed police on guard also stood upright and saluted with their guns as they watched the car go up the mountain.

After driving on the road for a few more minutes, I saw a two-story building coming into view. When the car drove to the door of the small courtyard, I saw several crew members wearing black Chinese tunic suits staring sharply at the car. Zhou Tiandong

He got out of the car first and opened the door of the back seat. Mr. Qin put down his crutches first, and then stepped out of the car. Ling You also got out of the car quickly, and then came to Mr. Qin's side.

Walking to the door of the small courtyard, a young man with a flat head opened the door, then stood back to where he was, stood at attention and said: "Salute!"

Then I saw about a dozen young men with flat heads in and around the courtyard standing up straight and saluting a standard military salute. As he walked in, Mr. Qin changed the crutch from his right hand to his left hand, then raised it casually and saluted back.

He bowed and then put down his hand.

Ling You looked at the scene in front of him. Even though he thought he had seen big scenes before, he was shocked beyond measure. The sense of solemnity and pressure made Ling You's feet feel numb.

After entering the small building, I saw a man about sixty years old, wearing a navy blue tunic suit, walking over: "Mr. Qin." The man came to Mr. Qin with a smile, and then bowed slightly.

Mr. Qin nodded: "Zhaoxiang looks younger."

The man laughed when he heard this, then pointed to his hair and said with a smile: "Even if you dye your hair, your eyes are still so sharp. I haven't seen you for more than half a year, and you can see my changes at a glance."

Mr. Qin laughed when he heard this: "Yes, I dyed my hair. It's good to dye my hair. It seems that I look like I am in my forties."

The man whom Mr. Qin called Zhaoxiang smiled and stretched out his hand to hold Mr. Qin's hand, and then stood next to Mr. Qin: "You can really make fun of me, a man in his early sixties in the blink of an eye."

, then he held Mr. Qin's hand and continued: "The old secretary has been talking about you all morning. Come with me quickly."

With that said, the man helped Mr. Qin walk into a small corridor on the right, and then went straight to the house opposite. Ling You did not dare to say anything and followed Mr. Qin quietly.

The man came to the door, knocked on the door, pushed the door open and walked in: "Old Secretary, Mr. Qin is here." With that said, the man walked into the house with Mr. Qin.

Ling You stood behind him and took a look. It was a large study room. There were bookshelves on three walls of the room, filled with books. At this time, an old man with white hair was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a book in his hand.
Chapter completed!