The sunlight in Beijing was so dazzling that Shao Jingque didn't recognize the person who greeted her. She smiled when she got closer.
"Song Yangyu? Why are you here?"
After she asked, she remembered that Song Yangyu had said before that he worked in Jing City, so he must be from the Capital Military Region.
Song Yangyu came over with a smile, and nodded politely to the people around her:
"I'm waiting here for you."
As soon as these words came out, Liu Cuirong, who loved gossip the most, her eyes lit up -
Could it be that this handsome young officer with a sunny smile is the legendary object of Xiao Shao's legend?
Not bad, not bad, the two of them standing together, the man is handsome and the woman is beautiful, they look very well matched!
Liu Cuirong winked at Wu Shuang, but Wu Shuang looked confused. To be honest, she had never seen what Xiao Shao's girlfriend looked like.
Shao Jingque heard that Song Yangyu was waiting for her here specially, thinking that something must have happened, so she turned around and said to Liang Jinchun:
"Liang Tuan, I need to talk to my friend. You guys go in and check in first. I'll be right back."
Liang Jinchun felt a little uneasy as he had just arrived in Beijing, a city he was unfamiliar with, and someone was looking for him.
He looked at Song Yangyu for a few times, but in the end, Song Yangyu's military uniform dispelled his worries, and he spoke reluctantly:
"Okay, let's keep this short. We've just arrived in Beijing so it's best for everyone to act as a group."
Song Yangyu saw Liang Jinchun staring at him warily, as if he was worried that he had kidnapped Shao Jingque, and he couldn't help but find it a little funny:
"Don't worry, leader. We'll just talk for a few minutes at the entrance of the guesthouse and won't go anywhere."
Liang Jinchun felt relieved when he heard him call "Leader" as soon as he opened his mouth, thinking that he was considerate and spoke in a steady manner.
He didn't say anything more, nodded to Song Yangyu, and led the others into the guesthouse to check in.
Shao Jingque was a little curious:
"How did you know I would be in Jing City today? And you were waiting for me at the door of the guesthouse? Are you investigating me again?"
Hearing her mention the old things, Song Yangyu's face turned red:
"How could that be... the previous investigation has been closed."
"Last time when I visited Captain Lu at the Henan Military District Hospital, didn't I tell you that I'd contact you with a brain specialist at the Capital Hospital when I got back to Beijing? I just got the exact news yesterday, and I couldn't get through to you after trying several times. Finally, I called the Ning City Art Troupe and learned that you and your group had come to Beijing City Television Station to perform at the Spring Festival Gala."
"So, I calculated the time and came to the guesthouse in Building No. 1 to wait for you."
After hearing this, Shao Jingque felt that it was really difficult for him. In those days, not to mention there were no mobile phones, there were not even pagers. It was really not easy to find someone when you were out.
"Thank you, Yang Yu. It's hard for you to keep this in mind."
"I haven't been in Henan Province recently. Do you think that brain specialist is free? I happen to be in Beijing, so I can get him an appointment first."
Although she no longer had any hope for Lu Zhan, she knew he had suffered such a serious injury, especially to such a critical part of his head. Even if she didn't expect him to remember her again, she still hoped that Lu Zhan could get a thorough examination, so that she could feel more at ease...
Song Yangyu felt unworthy of this thank you:
"Don't say that. If I hadn't insisted on going to the hospital to question him, Captain Lu wouldn't have been so upset that he had to undergo a second surgery. This is what I should have done."
"As for the expert's schedule, I've already made an appointment. He'll be in Beijing for the next six months, so as long as Captain Lu can come to Beijing within six months, I can help arrange the examination."
Shao Jingque felt a little embarrassed after hearing this.
Whether Lu Zhan could leave, and when, were not her decision. The decision rested with the attending physician, who...
"Yang Yu, can I trouble you with one more thing?"
"I have to stay in Beijing for rehearsals during this period. My time and movement are very limited. I'm afraid I won't be able to communicate with both sides in time. Could you please help me contact Lu Zhan's attending physician..."
Before Shao Jingque finished speaking, Song Yangyu understood what she meant and agreed immediately:
"No problem, leave it to me. I'll confirm the time directly with the doctors at both hospitals. This way, there's one less message to relay, and it's more convenient. You can just focus on rehearsing the show in Beijing. I'll let you know when the time is set."
Shao Jingque was very grateful:
"Thank you, Yang Yu, for helping me so much. I must treat you to a meal!"
Song Yangyu smiled and refused:
"How can that be? Since you're in Beijing, of course I have to play the role of host. So, call all the comrades from your art troupe and I'll welcome you at Quanjude at noon!"
Song Yangyu was considering that if he only invited Shao Jingque to dinner, the art troupe leader who looked nervous just now might not let him go.
Shao Jingque thought the same thing. As for the cost of meals for so many people, she certainly wouldn't really ask Song Yangyu to pay for it. She would just find an opportunity in advance and sneak to the front desk to pay the bill.
After all, she is now the owner of a photo studio, so she has more than enough money to treat everyone to a meal of roast duck!
As expected, when Shao Jingque mentioned her friend's idea of hosting a welcoming party for the comrades from the Ning City Art Troupe, Liang Jinchun agreed without much hesitation. More friends mean more opportunities, not to mention that they are friends from the capital, Beijing!
With Song Yangyu, a local, leading the way, the group successfully boarded the bus in the capital.
The bus was driving on the wide and bright road, and Wu Shuang and others felt much more at ease. The different street scenes along the way attracted their attention and they felt dazzled.
They had never seen such majestic skyscrapers in Ning City, and the red walls and golden tiles of the old imperial city appeared from time to time. It was shocking that these two unprecedented buildings appeared in the same place at the same time.
When the bus passed a huge square, the portrait of the great man hanging in the center of the towering city wall and the eighteen large characters on the left and right of the city wall instantly attracted the attention of several people. The red flag fluttering in the wind in front of the square made several people on the bus stand up involuntarily, saluting with reverence in their eyes, and the pride and honor of being the children of China arose in their hearts.
The bus arrived at the station. After walking a few steps, I saw an antique gatehouse with flying eaves and pointed corners. There were copper bells hanging on the corners. The stone pillars at the door were carved with lifelike auspicious beasts. A golden sign hung on the top of the center of the gate - Quanjude!
Quanjude is a century-old restaurant in Beijing, famous for its hanging oven roast duck.
Song Yangyu generously ordered three roast ducks. In addition to using the duck bones for cooking and the duck blood for soup, he also ordered several other Beijing specialties. By the time the dishes were served, the large round table that could seat ten was completely filled.
The meal was a great success for both the host and the guests, and those who tasted delicious roast duck for the first time were full of praise for Beijing cuisine.
Seeing the atmosphere gradually becoming more familiar, after eating and drinking, the always gossipy Liu Cuirong asked Song Yangyu about his work:
"Xiao Song, tell me, what do you do in the Jingshi Military Region?"
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