Han Zhan watched Song Ci enter the residential complex before turning around, getting into the car, and driving away.
Long Gang is 78 years old this year, and he is also an elderly man. He received a call in advance and learned that Han Zhan was coming to visit. Long Gang knew that Han Zhan loved drinking tea, so he asked his grandson to take out the can of fine tea he had collected.
Long Gaogao placed the tea can on the Kung Fu tea table. He sat cross-legged across from his grandfather and asked nonchalantly, "Grandpa, who's coming?"
"Your Grandpa Han's grandson."
"Grandpa Han?" Long Gaogao put away his playful expression and asked respectfully, "Is this the Grandpa Han who passed away not long ago?"
When talking about Han Ao Yu, who wouldn't be respectful?
"Well, that old guy's grandson is very outstanding, you should know."
"As for Han Zhan, of course I know him." Even though Long Gaogao studied medicine, he knew Han Zhan. In the past two years, Han Zhan had long since replaced Cheng Yanmo and became the most anticipated and sought-after upstart in high society.
However, Long Gaogao knew Han Zhan because Han Zhan married Song Ci.
Long Gaogao had known Song Ci before, but he was a few years younger than her. When he was twelve or thirteen, he threatened to marry her. When Song Ci heard this, she said, "I don't like little brats."
As a result, she found an older man.
Hearing the doorbell, Long Gaogao went to open the door for Han Zhan. When he faced Han Zhan, he didn't look happy at all. Han Zhan came into the house with a gift and followed Long Gaogao, who had a very bad expression on his face, wondering how he had offended him.
"Grandpa Long." Han Zhan put the gift down and bowed respectfully to Long Gang. "It's been a long time since we last met. How are you?"
"I'm fine. I can eat and drink. But I have a naughty grandson who needs to be taught a lesson. It annoys me every day."
Long Gaogao curled his lips and shouted, unconvinced, "Don't always criticize me in front of outsiders. I have to save face too, okay?"
"Okay, okay, then get out of here."
Long Gaogao refused to leave.
Not only did he not leave, he also hid in the corner, secretly took a picture of Han Zhan, and posted it in the WeChat group to show off.
Long Gaogao: [Look, the boss is at my house! ! ]
Some people dislike Han Zhan on the surface, but secretly treat him as a big boss.
Everyone in the group showed envious expressions.
Someone asked: [Is the watch the boss wears really worth a house in the city center? ]
Someone else said: [I heard that the boss is 1.9 meters tall, is it true? ]
Some even said: [Is the boss wearing cosmetic contact lenses, or does he have naturally blue eyes? ]
Long Gaogao stared at Han Zhan, excitedly typed a paragraph, and sent it out: [He's half a head taller than me, and I estimate he's at least 1.88 meters if not 1.9 meters. He does wear a watch, and it's worth over a million yuan. The rumor that it's worth a house is just a rumor. He has naturally blue eyes, and he's mixed-race, haven't you forgotten!]
Guys: [I'm handsome, tall, and fucking rich. This world is so malicious to me.]
Seeing his grandson playing with his phone in the dark, Long Gang waved to him and said, "Go, pour your brother Han a cup of tea!"
"oh."
Han Zhan drank the tea handed to him by Long Gaogao and always felt that Long Gaogao looked familiar.
But I can’t remember where I’ve seen it.
"Gao Gao, have we met somewhere before?" Han Zhan asked.
Long Gaogao curled his lips and said a little aggrievedly, "You are a forgetful person. I'm afraid you forgot that your wife's sister snatched my red fox away at the jewelry auction two years ago!"
At that time, Long Gaogao went to the auction with the determination to win the red agate fox. However, just when he was about to get it, he suddenly received a message that his brother had been in a car accident.
Unfortunately, he missed the red fox, but Song Fei got the fox.
Because of this, Long Gaogao has always remembered Song Fei.
Long Gang also knew about this. Upon hearing this, he said to Han Zhan, "Don't bother with Gao Gao. He's wanted the red fox for years. He was furious that Song Fei snatched it away from him."
Han Zhan said, "As far as I know, the fox is a token of passage to the Mo family to take the assessment. A batch is issued every five years. Gao Gao is still young, so it's not too late to wait another three years."
Long Gaogao: "Humph!"
Long Gang nodded repeatedly. "By the way, the Mo family's assessment is coming up soon. Song Fei should be attending, right?"
"Yes, I will."
"That's great! I hope she can make it to the finals."
"What are the benefits of entering the finals?" Han Zhan didn't know much about the Mo family, so he had to ask Long Gang for details.
"When I was young, I participated in the Mo family's assessment, but my skills were not as good as others. I only made it to the finals, took fifth place, and then unfortunately left."
"Those who can participate in the Mo family competition are all proficient in Traditional Chinese Medicine. Those who can reach the finals are all outstanding. Those who can win the top three, especially those who win the championship, are the dawn of the entire Chinese medicine academic community and are leaders."
"The young man who won the championship in the competition with me was called Mo Qingkuang. He was really smart, had a photographic memory, and had an extraordinary talent for Chinese medicine. Unfortunately, he was later expelled from the Mo tribe for breaking clan rules, and I haven't seen him since."
"However, as far as I know, every champion is a proud child of the Mo family. If Song Fei can get into the top three, it would be amazing."
Long Gang only knew that Song Fei was a virus expert, but he had no idea how profound her attainments in traditional Chinese medicine were. Therefore, he didn't dare to have too high expectations.
Han Zhan, however, was wary of the Mo family member named 'Mo Qingkuang'. He asked Long Gang, "Grandpa Long, what clan rules did this Mo Qingkuang you mentioned break?"
"That's the Mo family's business. I don't know either."
Knowing Han Zhan's intention for coming today, Long Gang told him frankly: "I can indeed contact the Mo family, but whether they are willing to send someone to treat that old man Chen Shu depends on the attitude of the Mo family."
There are two things the Mo family won't treat when it comes to treating illnesses.
Do not treat those who have committed serious crimes, and do not treat those who are seeking death.
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