Su Wantang woke up late this morning.

This wasn't the first time, and Su Wantang remained calm and composed.

At this moment, Wen Wanqing, who had heard the noise, looked up from her newspaper and greeted her with a smile: "Wantang, you're up?"

I forgot!

Mom's home!

Su Wantang tried to cover it up: "Mom, good morning, I went to bed late last night—"

Bah, what nonsense are you spouting?

What could cause a couple to stay up late?

"I was too tired the past few days and stayed up late—"

Su Wantang: "..." There's no way around this hurdle.

Wen Wanqing hadn't expected Su Wantang to have such a rich inner world. She got up and urged, "What nonsense are you talking about so early in the morning? Hurry up and wash your face. Mom will serve you some warm black chicken soup."

Su Wantang felt slightly embarrassed; well, it was because she felt guilty.

After quickly washing up, Su Wantang paused when changing her sanitary napkin. The flow seemed a little light this time. Could it be that she had been really tired lately?

That requires a lot of supplementation.

After drinking five bowls of soup, Su Wantang, feeling quite full, said goodbye to Wen Wanqing and went out.

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"This has become your backyard," Chen Ze said, feigning seriousness.

Su Wantang: "Then I'll go."

Chen Ze: "???"

This girl isn't here because of her mother-in-law?

Seeing that she wasn't turning around, Chen Ze got anxious: "Where are you going? Come back, I've already made the tea."

Su Wantang curled her lips into a smile.

If I really didn't want to see her, I would have said so over the phone; there would have been no need for her to come all the way here.

After drinking two cups of tea, seeing that Su Wantang didn't seem inclined to speak, Chen Ze couldn't help but ask first, "Are you here for your mother-in-law's matter?"

Su Wantang readily admitted, "Yes."

Huai'an said that it was only a matter of time before her mother returned to work. Su Wantang agreed, but she wouldn't wait. If she didn't have the ability, so be it; but since she did, she would naturally do her part.

Her mother treated her well, and she reciprocated with the same sincerity.

"Is it unfair to suspend someone from their post and supervise them without verifying the problem if there is a problem with the instruction manual?"

Chen Ze said in a deep voice, "I trust Comrade Wen Wanqing's abilities, but now that something has happened, the outside world needs an explanation."

Otherwise, it wouldn't just be a suspension.

This reason was clearly unconvincing to Su Wantang, who disagreed: "Just because something goes wrong doesn't mean it's a problem with the instruction manual. Isn't it possible that the machine itself is faulty?"

Chen Ze was not surprised by Su Wantang's words. He slowly stood up, folded his hands, and turned his back to Su Wantang, his voice somewhat ethereal.

"have."

"Then why—"

Su Wantang asked in confusion, but was interrupted by Chen Ze's leisurely sigh.

"For the sake of the current situation."

"Instructor Gu has held a high position for many years, responsible for ideological and political work. If Gu Nanzhi were to undermine the nation's stance..."

He didn't continue, but Su Wantang understood.

One move affects the whole situation; Grandpa Chen is trying to play the long game.

Su Wantang suddenly asked, "Do you have a photocopy of the instruction manual?"

Chen Ze turned to look at Su Wantang, who did not shy away: "I know foreign languages. I can translate the medical knowledge in it. As for the mechanical aspects, if you don't trust others, find several mechanical researchers, train them in foreign languages, and have more samples so that it will be clear who has the problem."

She then changed the subject, offering her opinion: "I'm more inclined to believe that there's something wrong with the machine itself."

"How so?"

Su Wantang was so open and honest that she openly revealed the scandalous news of Gu Nanzhi seducing a married man: "Gu Nanzhi likes Lu Huai'an and even chose the day of my wedding. It's hard for me not to overthink it."

Chen Ze was speechless for a moment, then after a long while, he gave a cold snort with an ambiguous meaning: "You are indeed honest."

Su Wantang smiled and said, "Grandpa Chen, I'm not only honest, I'm also bold. I want to know the conditions for exchanging this CT scanner back to China."

This girl has such a sharp tongue; she always asks him questions that are hard for him to answer.

"Well..." Chen Ze paused tactically, "of course, it's thanks to the eloquence and persuasive skills of the many talented people in our great nation—"

Su Wantang looked at Chen Ze with a half-smile and softly said "Oh".

Chen Ze couldn't continue speaking: "It's a frostbite ointment formula."

Su Wantang sneered: "No wonder you're such a busy person, yet you took the time to attend my wedding. You were feeling guilty, weren't you?"

Chen Ze's heart skipped a beat. He realized that he had indeed acted unfairly. He quickly said, "Not entirely. You call me Grandpa Chen. It wouldn't be right for me not to show up."

"Grandpa Chen, good grandpa, promote your grandson-in-law to a high-ranking position."

Chen Ze: "...This matter cannot be handled recklessly."

Su Wantang: "Tch."

Having exhausted all means but unable to persuade Su Wantang, Chen Ze simply gave up the struggle and said in a cowardly manner, "Alright, my dear granddaughter, I'm sorry for what happened. How about I send you a talented person?"

His eyes gleamed, as if Su Wantang had gotten a great deal.

Su Wantang firmly believed that "unsolicited kindness is either a sign of ulterior motives or theft," and instead of saying what Chen Ze wanted to hear, she suddenly raised her head halfway through her nod: "Not very good."

Chen Ze hesitated for a moment, then tried to persuade her, "Girl, this is a good thing. You'll definitely regret it if you don't agree."

"It's better to leave talent to the country; my temple is too small."

Chen Ze looked at Su Wantang for a long time before giving in and said, "Please, I'm begging you, let him learn something by your side."

Sure enough, things left behind by our ancestors are not passed on to outsiders.

"It's not impossible," Su Wantang said, not rejecting the idea, "but I have a condition."

Tell me about it.

Su Wantang's brows furrowed: "Renegotiate. I need a CT scan with no issues."

Chen Ze frowned: "It's unlikely. The frostbite ointment was fake. The storm has just passed, and they won't believe us."

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