"Don't worry, it's all taken care of," Duan Feng said. "You don't have to worry so much about me. There's not much I can do for you. Compared to the help you've given me, the positive feedback I've given you... is pitifully small."
"No, I don't need you to do anything in return. I just want you to push Han Chen into a corner, make him unable to bear it any longer, and then go home crying and ask for help."
"Why do you do this?" Duan Feng asked, "Do you want to find out more about the forces behind him, or... do you want to lure him out of his hole?"
"Both," Qi Tan said. "I want to find out how deep the power behind Han Chen and Han Jue is. If we can lure them out of their lair, that would be the best. As long as the people behind them take action, they'll reveal their weakness. We can then give an explanation to those behind us. For example... why did Ren Huaibo suddenly end up in a mental hospital? This is something worth watching and digging deeper into. Who knows, we might get an answer that will satisfy those behind us."
"I thought it was you who sent Ren Huaibo to the mental hospital," Duan Feng was a little surprised.
"I haven't thought about getting my hands dirty yet," Qi Tan said with a dark expression, "but... I almost did... I almost did... I can do anything, but I absolutely cannot be blamed for a bloodbath. That's my bottom line."
"But you almost... killed Zhou Mo," Duan Feng said bluntly.
Qi Tan's heart skipped a beat, and then he closed his eyes slightly. "I didn't want her life, never thought about it."
"But you still took advantage of her," Duan Feng said, "even though you didn't succeed in the end."
Qi Tan clenched his fists, and when he passed by Duan Feng, he raised his hand and punched Duan Feng in the chest.
Duan Feng groaned in pain and cursed softly, "You're sick."
I have a lot of anger in my heart but no place to vent it, so why should I vent it to him?
He didn't provoke him.
Han Chen is in the private room on this floor, not far away. Why don’t you go find him if you want to vent?
***
Zhou Mo returned to the private room.
Han Chen saw that her face looked a little cold, and felt that something was wrong. He asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No," Zhou Mo suddenly realized that her expression was too serious, and she immediately put on a smile, "It's a bit cold, and I have to queue up to go to the bathroom. It's annoying."
Han Chen covered her twisted hands with his big palm, "It's really cold, let me warm you up for a while."
"Yeah," Zhou Mo responded embarrassedly.
"Xu Fei ordered the duck tongues you like, try them," Han Chen said, picking up two for her.
Zhou Mo pulled one hand out of his, picked up the chopsticks, gently took a bite of the tenderest meat at the tip of his tongue, and chewed it slowly.
Han Chen watched her eating bit by bit like a kitten, and he felt more and more satisfied the more he watched.
Xu Yide suddenly thought of something and said, "Teacher Han, I feel... many of the people Teacher Duan was with just now look familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen them. Are they the leaders of the First Hospital?"
Han Chen: "I've seen a few of them on the news. They're all leaders in the health department."
Zhou Mo: "I think Qi Tan introduced him. This meal served as a bridge."
Ling Yuebin suddenly grew worried. "So... is Duan Feng constantly trying to get himself some kind of endorsement? Do you think there's going to be any change in the situation with Duan Feng's promotion being denied? Seeing him interacting with these leaders so calmly... I have a feeling he won't just give up. He's definitely going to do something."
Han Chen frowned slightly: "No matter what he does, the most important thing for me is to be myself."
However, what Ling Yuebin said was also something he had to worry about.
Duan Feng is not just Duan Feng, Qi Tan is behind him.
In other words, Qi Tan behind him is the important character worthy of attention.
Even if we want to deal with Duan Feng, we have to deal with Qi Tan first, otherwise everything we do will be in vain.
The dinner is over.
Han Chen drove Zhou Mo back home.
This time, Ling Yuebin didn't ask for a taxi and took a taxi back.
On the way, Han Chen noticed that Zhou Mo was not as lively as usual. She kept looking ahead with a detached look.
"What's wrong? I feel like you've been very quiet today," Han Chen asked. "Are you not used to accompanying me to this kind of colleague dinner?"
"No," Zhou Mo said, "Ling Yuebin and Xu Yide are both acquaintances, so there's nothing to be uncomfortable with."
"You seem strange today," Han Chen asked, "Did you see Qi Tan and think about what happened with Ren Huaibo that day?"
"...a little bit." Zhou Mo looked at Han Chen, "Actually... there's one point I can't figure out."
"What?"
"Why? What a coincidence that day, just when Qi Tan was going upstairs, Ren Huaibo arrived..." Zhou Mo: "I think I have reason to suspect that this was all Qi Tan's plan."
"Don't overthink it. Your current task is to work hard, stay in a good mood, and wait for the New Year," Han Chen said. "Leave everything else to me. Including your suspicions about Qi Tan."
"What if I want to avenge my personal vendetta in advance?"
"What personal revenge?"
"What I said before about going to the bathroom was a lie," Zhou Mo said, "I actually went to look for Qi Tan."
Han Chen was nervous, "What do you want to do with him?"
"I slapped him. I suspected he was the mastermind, but I had no evidence. He almost killed me, so a slap in the face was too light."
"You're... a little impulsive," Han Chen said. "I agree with your approach to this case, and I think Qi Tan is definitely not a simple person. But now isn't the time to act. Frankly, we don't have evidence, and... Qi Tan's motives aren't as simple as just helping Duan Feng. If something really happens to you, it'll be a murder case, and he'll be held responsible if we investigate. I don't have any cards that can stop him, and acting rashly will only make our situation more vulnerable."
"I know, but I can't stand it," Zhou Mo said. "Seeing the person who wanted to kill me having dinner with his friends... I couldn't swallow this anger. So I just slapped him. If he doesn't accept it, I'll let him slap me back."
"You..." Han Chen was really impressed by her. He quickly stopped the car and turned Zhou Mo's face to check. He almost gritted his teeth and asked, "Did he hit you?"
"No," Zhou Mo took off Han Chen's hand, "I was afraid that asking too much would alert him and make him anxious, so... I only asked him if he really wanted to kill me."
"What did he say?"
"He said no."
Han Chen sneered, "Who knows whether what he said is true or not?"
Zhou Mo frowned: "I don't think it's fake. But... who can say for sure? Now, I don't believe him at all."
When Zhou Mo went to see Qi Tan, he just couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't swallow the anger in his heart.
That slap was given to myself and also to Han Chen.
Regardless of anything else, just because he and Duan Feng were in cahoots and played tricks in the promotion, don't blame her for the slap.
They are the ones who don't play by the rules of fairness.
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