After Song Yan obtained bear bile, he wrote a prescription for Lao Han to see.

Song Yan examined Lao Zeng's pulse and found that he had severe damp-heat in his liver and gallbladder. Song Yan also mentioned that Lao Zeng had symptoms of blurred vision and stomach upset. Lao Zeng vehemently denied these symptoms.

Old Han sneered, "Who is it that often feels nauseous after eating every day? Who is it that always burps?"

Old Zeng said it was because he hadn't eaten the right food, so it wasn't a big deal.

Looking at the prescription, Lao Han realized that Song Yan planned to use bear bile as medicine to treat Lao Zeng's illness.

Old Han: "He gets all the benefits."

Old Zeng asked, "So, does this prescription work or not?"

Old Liao: "Didn't you say you didn't feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Old Zeng didn't answer Old Liao's question. He wanted to take the prescription to look at it, but he couldn't see the words on the paper clearly.

"Can't see it clearly?" Old Du read it to him: the first ingredient is fresh bear bile. That's why Old Han said Old Zeng always gets the best deals.

Old Han didn't say anything else, so Song Yan knew the prescription was useful and happily said he was going to make pills for Old Zeng.

Song Yan was going back, and Lao Zeng saw her off.

In the pitch-black night, Song Yan wouldn't let Lao Zeng see her off any further.

In fact, Lao Zeng had been unable to see clearly for a long time, and even during the day he relied on his sense of touch to walk.

Song Yan: "Go back quickly!"

"Hmm! Has Wei Aiguo written to us recently?" Old Zeng's expression was unclear in the darkness.

“No, it’s been a long time since I received a letter after he said he was going to be transferred,” Song Yan replied.

"Yes! It's getting dark, walk slowly."

The recent mention of Wei Aiguo also troubled Secretary Fang; he had just received a report from his subordinate. It seemed he had no choice but to bring it up. But which matter should he begin with? Secretary Fang hesitated. He simply put the materials away, went to sleep, and planned to discuss it with his superior tomorrow.

Commander Shen had been intently examining the documents in his hands, while Secretary Fang entered with her standard smile. They had known each other well for many years; it seemed they had something to discuss.

Commander Shen put down the materials in his hand, ready to listen attentively.

"Old Zeng took in a goddaughter, Song, the educated youth," Secretary Fang said.

Commander Shen raised an eyebrow. The last time he sent someone to inquire about the guns, Old Zeng's attitude showed that he wanted to protect that educated youth, Song. He even brought back the other guns, which was Old Zeng's way of saying that the educated youth was not to be harmed.

It's not surprising that Old Zeng has taken her in as his goddaughter. Is this matter really worth Secretary Fang's seriousness about? He simply grunted in agreement, indicating he heard, and waited for Secretary Fang to continue.

"Old Zeng said that since you're now an uncle, you should prepare a gift for our first meeting. And it should be... a gift that will satisfy him," Secretary Fang continued.

Commander Shen was taken aback. People say that money can move people's hearts. Was Secretary Fang afraid of a financial dispute with Old Zeng? "That old geezer, he just accepted the girl as his wife and he's already asking me for things!"

When I was forced to get married, he said that everything belonging to my sister had to be given to my nephew so that I would be satisfied.

"My son is missing!" Commander Shen's smile vanished. "He wants me to return everything."

Commander Shen leaned back in his chair, his whole body relaxing. His expression softened as he recalled those peaceful and beautiful days. "When Yinghong was little, my father-in-law doted on her. He wanted to take her to his study to give her her early education."

My father-in-law was already quite old at that time. In fact, he was no longer able to take care of the children. My father made me stay with my father-in-law at all times, saying that the old man was getting old and needed someone by his side.

Yinghong is so young, how could she possibly learn to read? It was I who learned to read from my father-in-law.

My father-in-law's health really wasn't good, and he didn't last long. My sister-in-law said she would give Yinghong her early education, so she brought Yinghong to her place.

My father-in-law was worried about Yinghong, so he made me follow him around every day and talk to him about Yinghong...

Actually, like Yinghong, it was my sister-in-law who truly enlightened us! She was not only my sister-in-law, but also my mentor, and to Yinghong, she was like a mother-in-law.

My sister-in-law is truly learned. I studied under her for seven years. Seeing that I love reading, she wanted to send me to a big city to continue my studies.

My father wouldn't allow it. He said we've already received too many favors.

But my sister-in-law's decisions are not something my father can make.

General Shen recalled that woman, whose every smile and frown exuded boundless charm, and her kind smile.

“I know how much my sister-in-law dotes on Yinghong. The things she gives Yinghong are all carefully selected by her, and each one is very valuable. I will not let anyone else touch them.”

I can decide what to do with the things Yinghong gives me. The rest, of course, I'll leave to Shen Qian…

Shen Qian…

Old Zeng has a daughter now, so naturally those things should be returned to Old Zeng.

Even after General Shen said that, Secretary Fang's standard smile hadn't disappeared.

Secretary Fang had prepared several plans to proceed, to avoid creating a rift between Elder Zeng and General Shen. It seemed unnecessary; he'd just get straight to the point. He took out a photograph. "Elder Zeng asked me to show you a photo, asking if this person looks like him?"

Commander Shen froze as he picked up the photo, his hand trembling slightly. "Whose photo is this? No, who is the person in the photo?"

Isn't that the same thing?

As expected, the army commander was very excited.

Secretary Fang: "Try to relax. It's been a long time since your headache has eased up."

Commander Shen rubbed his temples, still feeling uncomfortable. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself. "Go ahead, I'm listening." His gaze was fixed on the photograph.

“This is Song Zhiqing, the husband of Zeng Laoxin’s goddaughter. I think he looks a bit like Zeng Lao in the photo. But I don’t think so in person,” Secretary Fang said.

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