One thousand five hundred eighty-two - chapter three(2/2)
"Oh, I forgot." Huang Hanxiang forced a smile and said to the young man who opened the door, "Xiao Wang is making tea for Fan Dong and Xiao Jing... Forget it, Xiao Ziling, you can come up too."
Huang Hanxiang just brought Chen Taizhong upstairs to talk. They could even see Fan Rushuang on the first floor. But just this distance was unreachable by countless people who wanted to cross it.
"My dad is not in good health recently," Huang Hanxiang said without hiding it as soon as he sat down. "It's not that there's anything wrong with him, it's just that his body's functions can't keep up with him as he gets older."
"Oh?" Chen Taizhong raised his eyebrows in fake surprise, "Then what help do you need from me?"
"Don't pretend to me. How could you not know? Otherwise Fan Rushuang wouldn't be so anxious to find me." Huang Hanxiang waved his hand impatiently. "There is nothing taboo between us talking."
"Privately inquiring about the elder's physical condition is a very serious mistake." Chen Taizhong smiled slightly but did not deny it. "But Huang Erbo has a sharp eye and I have nowhere to hide."
"I'm not kidding you anymore." Huang Hanxiang was dumbfounded by his words and said, "I have a heavy heart and you can actually laugh. I just want to ask you if that old Chinese doctor's medical skills are really that good?"
"I don't know if I can't contact him now." Chen Taizhong sighed secretly. He should come anyway. He thought so in his heart but made a regretful expression on his face. "He just owes me a little."
The last favor happened to be that our Director Wen’s girl had a brain tumor and I couldn’t bear to ask him to help.”
"Why does it sound like a novel to me?" Jing Ziling glared at him and said, "How dare you love the girl you saved Wen Hai? Why did you save her with an old Chinese medicine doctor? To save my grandfather, you just stabbed her randomly?"
"If the novel is not a novel, then forget about it. I am in a hurry and seek medical treatment." Huang Hanxiang sighed, "Everyone is at a loss. I happened to hear someone say that Xiao Chen seems to have something to do with this, so I came to ask."
"Well..." Chen Taizhong pondered for a moment before he was about to speak. Suddenly his cell phone rang and it was Jing Tao who called, "I'm sorry, Taizhong. I forgot my cell phone in my desk. What do you want from me?"
"It's nothing big, it's just about the Luban Prize." Chen Taizhong answered him quickly, "I'm talking to the leader about something now. I'll call you later."
He was about to speak only after he put down the phone. Huang Hanxiang pointed at Fan Rushuang downstairs, "Taizhong, if you can help me find the alumina that can be used, leave it to me... Luban Award. Do you want a Luban Award?"
I can ask for you."
"It's electrolytic aluminum, not alumina!" Chen Taizhong corrected him in a dumbfounded voice, and then sighed heavily, "Well, I can't hide it anymore after seeing what happens..."
Huh? Jing Ziling looked at him very dissatisfied and said in her heart to save my grandpa, you just kept hiding it with your head and brains. Now that you heard that Mr. Huang was seriously ill, you just jumped out. Isn't this too philistine?
But when she thought about it, she was relieved. Who was Mr. Huang? How could he let a Mongolian doctor prick him with a silver needle? Even if Huang Hanxiang agreed to let him try it, no one else would agree.
Therefore, Brother Taizhong must show his true talents and learn until he is recognized by others. Only then can everyone let him let go. Thinking of this, she felt a little excited in her heart: Pretend to let you pretend again, but I have to do it well this time.
I can take a closer look at your medical skills and at the same time, I can go back and prove to Grandpa that my original suggestion was correct.
Jing Ziling knew very well that her mother had not completely forgiven Brother Taizhong until now. Grandpa seemed to have guessed something but did not tell her anything.
"You kid is really fooling me." Huang Hanxiang's reaction was exactly the opposite. His face sank and he looked at Chen Taizhong with a lot of evil in his eyes. "You won't help me if I don't help you, right?"
Don’t you just want me to help you find the person? Chen Taizhong will not be frightened by this little trick. He also frowned and said, “I just want to know where did you hear the news, Uncle Huang?”
"You have a deputy mayor in Phoenix named Qiao Shishu?" Huang Hanxiang snorted and his face turned pale. "Why do you still want to take revenge on him?"
Qiao Xiaoshu has a good relationship with Wen Hai. I know it is possible that the guy is in Beijing again now! Chen Taizhong reacted immediately but did not speak immediately. His face was uncertain for a long time before he sighed heavily.
"I can't find him." He looked at Huang Hanxiang and spoke slowly, regardless of the other person's increasingly ugly face. "But he once gave me nine pills that he said could prolong life. Taking one pill can prolong life by half a year. I'm here
I tried one and eight more on an old dog..."
Chapter completed!