Song Yiyuan helped Lin Qingqing sit up and put a pillow behind her back.
"You must have put a lot of effort into getting this reward for me, right?"
Lin Qingqing looked at Mr. Zhang with a smile.
He wondered in his heart whether the higher-ups had given an illegal reward because of the Xu family's affairs.
Zhang Gong waved his hand.
"I really didn't contribute anything to this matter. I just mentioned it. Then you mentioned your intention to step back and the decision rests with you."
Lin Qingqing smiled.
So the higher-ups are also wary of her?
I have only been in the industry for two years.
At this moment, she was actually somewhat glad that she had taken the initiative to step back behind the scenes, otherwise the higher-ups would not have let down their guard and given her this precious land of the new countryside.
The current new countryside is just an ordinary village in the eastern suburbs of Kyoto.
But with the development of the times, in a few years, the new countryside will become the core development area of China's new technology.
It is indeed difficult for people in high positions to retreat from the current situation.
But she had the opportunity to come to the 1970s, not to pursue fame and fortune.
She proposed to step back from the stage when the artificial organ exhibition was a great success, just to tell everyone that she, Lin Qingqing, did not want power and fame, and even less did she want to participate in political struggles.
Let those who regard her as an enemy give up their evil thoughts.
So far, this decision seems to be the right one.
"Then I have to thank the higher-ups for their kindness. Knowing I'm inexperienced and don't want to be exposed to the scenes at the Central Government, they set up a new village for me to hone my skills."
Zhang Gong smiled and didn't respond.
Wen Qi: "You were stabbed a while ago. Is your current high fever related to that incident?"
"You are still young and have a long way to go. Your health is the most important thing. You must take good care of it."
Lin Qingqing smiled and nodded.
"Damn it, after this matter with Mr. Xu is over, I will definitely take a long rest and recuperate."
Song Yiyuan sat next to him, his eyebrows slightly raised.
If he didn't have a bit of brains, he really wouldn't understand the hundreds of twists and turns in the conversation between the old man and the young man.
Mr. Zhang had a lot of official business to do, so he didn't sit there for long and just talked about a few key points.
Finally, as if remembering something, he said, "Today, I think the higher-ups are giving up on Mr. Xu. Secretary Xu was serious when he told you that this was the last time he would be treated."
"Tsu, I know what's going on."
Lin Qingqing pretended to stand up and see Mr. Zhang off.
Mr. Zhang immediately winked at Song Yiyuan.
Song Yiyuan quickly came over and supported Lin Qingqing.
Zhang Gong bowed and said softly, "You don't need to get up and rest."
After saying that, he pushed the door open and walked out.
Lin Qingqing looked at Song Yiyuan and said, "Yiyuan, please take the gift to Zhang Gong for me."
Song Yiyuan nodded.
He pulled the quilt up, opened the door and strode after Zhang Gong.
Secretary Ye was still watching Mr. Xu's treatment on the basement floor of the New Medical Research Institute. At this moment, Mr. Zhang was accompanied by Secretary Zhang.
When Secretary Zhang saw Song Yiyuan chasing out, he silently went to the side and left the seat next to Mr. Zhang empty.
"Mr. Zhang, would you like to take a look around the army or the Medical Research Institute?"
Zhang Gong turned around and looked at Song Yiyuan with a smile: "No need, I have a meeting to attend later."
Song Yiyuan nodded and walked silently beside him to lead the way.
Arrived at the entrance of the Medical Research Institute.
Zhang Gong's tone slowed down, as if he were talking to one of his own juniors. "Major General Song, Qingqing has been very dedicated and hardworking, whether as a Chinese citizen, your wife, or to Marshal Lin. I've heard some of your past with her. She deserves your kind treatment. You must be kind to her in the future. Do you understand?"
Song Yiyuan was slightly surprised.
From what Mr. Zhang said, it seems that he treats Qingqing as his own granddaughter.
He immediately said seriously, "Don't worry, I will do my best to treat Qingqing well in this life."
Mr. Zhang looked at Song Yiyuan seriously.
He slowly smiled, waved his hand and got into the car.
Secretary Zhang nodded to Song Yiyuan, trotted to the passenger seat, opened the door and got in.
Song Yiyuan watched the convoy pass by the gate of the Medical Research Institute in an orderly manner before entering the dormitory of the Medical Research Institute.
In the dormitory, Lin Qingqing had recovered as before.
As soon as Zhang Gong left, she went into the space for treatment.
Her goal was achieved, and she didn't want to continue feeling miserable for even a second.
"What?"
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