Ding Huai was used to Jiang Lin being like this.

But he is also a capable person, holding his chest: "It's so cold."

Jiang Lin really wanted to hit him, but he didn't have any tools at hand. There were still a lot of documents on the table that needed to be read. He said to him, "If you don't have anything to do, get out."

Ding Huai chuckled twice. "I have something to say. Regarding that reporter who made that false report, do you know who's behind it?"

Jiang Lin paused: "Who?"

Ding Huai mentioned a person's name.

Jiang Lin couldn't remember who it was: "Do we have a grudge against him?"

"Yeah. You haven't forgotten, have you?" Ding Huai reminded, "Last time when they auctioned the land, they couldn't snatch our people away."

…

Su Yuhe returned to the capital. It happened to be the weekend and Baosheng had to go to school the next day.

Su Yuhe also wanted to go to the hospital, but Baosheng was sent by Ye Yunshu and others. Su Yuhe gave the things Pengcheng brought back to Sun Chang the night before.

It is a pair of imported handmade men's leather shoes.

Sun Chang knew the shoes were not cheap as soon as he saw them. He waved his hand and refused to accept them: "I still have two pairs that I haven't worn yet. Why would I buy such an expensive thing?"

That's what he said; but the curve of his mouth showed that he was very happy.

Su Yuhe: "You can't return this. Just take it."

Sun Chang: "Then give it to your father."

Su Yuhe smiled: "My dad has one too. Your size is different. This was bought by Brother Lin."

Ye Yunshu had just wanted to ask Sun Chang to accept it, but when she heard that it was Jiang Lin who bought it, she couldn't help but say, "Oh, just accept it. How expensive can a pair of shoes be?"

Sun Chang was also persuaded by Jiang Lin's purchase.

Did Jiang Lin accept him?

Su Yuhe smiled but said nothing. This pair of leather shoes was indeed ordered by Jiang Lin.

Handmade leather shoes imported from Italy.

A pair costs more than a thousand yuan.

Several years’ salary for many people!

Su Yuhe had the same reaction as Sun Chang when she found out. Jiang Lin said uncomfortably, "I bought it when I bought it for my father-in-law."

Su Yuhe didn't expose him. If it was just a coincidence, how come the shoes were so suitable?

Su Yuhe had no objection to buying things for Sun Chang.

She is very busy in the hospital and often has different rest time from Baosheng, so she rarely has the opportunity to send Baosheng to school.

But Sun Chang had time, so he would pick up Baosheng with Ye Yunshu every time.

Even my own grandfather might not be able to do this.

After reporting to the hospital, Su Yuhe was called to Xue Chun's office.

Xue Chun asked Su Yuhe: "Has your partner settled it?"

Su Yuhe exclaimed, really not knowing what Xue Chun meant.

Xue Chun cleared his throat. "Oh, that's right. I was in a meeting these past two days, and I heard from the dean that your partner had donated some things to the hospital and was also asking about opening a clinic."

Su Yuhe paused: "Open a clinic?"

"Yeah." Xue Chun smiled, "So I thought you came back this time to resign."

Su Yuhe frowned and quickly denied: "No. I have no plans to leave the hospital in the next ten years."

Xue Chun was a little surprised, but it seemed to be within his expectations: "I can see that. By the way, there will be an operation this afternoon. Remember to be prepared."

"Yeah. If there's nothing else, I'll go down first, Teacher Xue."

Xue Chun waved his hand, and when Su Yuhe was about to leave, he remembered something very important: "Xiao Su!"

Su Yuhe turned around and looked at him in confusion.

Xue Chun pursed her lips: "Have you visited Teacher Zeng?"

Su Yuhe: "Not yet, what's wrong, teacher?"

"You should go see him when you have time. No matter how busy you are lately, you should make some time to go. You will know when you see him."

Seeing Xue Chun's serious expression, Su Yuhe had a bad feeling in her heart. She nodded absentmindedly, opened the door and went out.

Su Yuhe closed the door and took two steps. Her legs felt weak and she had to hold onto the wall to avoid falling.

A passing nurse asked her, "Doctor Su, are you okay?"

Su Yuhe shook her head slightly and went straight to Zeng Xianjiu's house after get off work.

It was Zeng Xianjiu's wife who opened the door: "Xiao Su is here?"

"Yeah." Su Yuhe saw that the master's wife's face was not good either, and she looked very haggard. "Master's wife, I came to see the teacher."

The master's wife stepped aside and said, "Come in."

"Who's here?" The voice was not very strong.

Su Yuhe glanced at her teacher's wife, who pointed in a direction: "It's in the inner room. Go in and take a look. Your teacher has been talking about you a lot lately."

Su Yuhe nodded, thinking that Teacher Zeng might not be in good condition, otherwise why didn’t he come out?

When I went in, I saw that Zeng Xian had been lying in bed for a long time. He had lost a lot of weight and looked even more haggard than the last time we met. You could even see the end of his life.

Su Yuhe's nose felt sore: "It's me, teacher. What's going on with you? Why didn't you tell me when it's like this?"

"Xiao Su?" Zeng Xianjiu was surprised and relieved, and comforted Su Yuhe, "As for what happened in the past few days, when I found out you were missing, I was fine. It's just these past two days that it suddenly became like this."

He continued, "It's not a big deal. I thought I'd get back to you in a couple of days. Did anyone tell you anything? I don't want to worry you."

Su Yuhe felt even more uncomfortable: "I made you worry."

"What's the big deal? I just called your partner. Ten or twenty years ago, I might have flown over to see you. I'm too old now. Luckily, your partner is capable."

Su Yuhe was amused by Zeng Xianjiu. Just as she was about to speak, Zeng Xianjiu pounded his chest with a look of discomfort on his face.

There was a lot of sweat on his face due to pain, which made Su Yuhe feel cold in her heart.

Su Yuhe couldn't sit still anymore, so she took Zeng Xianjiu's hand and took his pulse.

Zeng Xianjiu pulled it out and smiled casually, "I said it's okay, why are you so nervous?"

Su Yuhe's intuition told her that something was wrong.

Su Yuhe pursed her lips: "What medicine has the teacher taken recently?"

Zeng Xianjiu laughed: "Investigating me? They're just some cancer treatment drugs. Isn't that my problem?"

Su Yuhe insisted: "Let me take a look, it doesn't take much effort for me to take your pulse."

The mistress walked in from outside and said: "Let Xiao Su take a look. The Chinese medicine that Xiao Su studied is also very good. The last time Xiao Xue came to our house, she told us that no matter what task you want, Xiao Su can solve it with just one prescription."

Su Yuhe felt a little uncomfortable: "It's not that easy..."

Master's Wife: "Don't be so modest. Xiao Zhao also came here once recently."

"Xiao Zhao?"

"That's Zhao Xiyuan. When he came here, he brought me two boxes of ointment. He said it was something they'd researched and could remove freckles. He wasn't worried that I wouldn't be able to remove the old freckles on my face. What if they were wasted?"

Su Yuhe understood: "It's not a waste. We are still in the research process. Master's wife is helping."

But Su Yuhe had never thought that Zhao Xiyuan would look for his master's wife again.

The master's wife looked at Su Yuhe with admiration: "He said that the freckle cream was the traditional Chinese medicine formula you provided!"