Luo Zhentian felt truly at home living in the Chen family's house, even more comfortable than at home. Back in the capital, Mr. Luo had to consult his health care provider for anything he wanted to do, and even leaving the house required a large group of people to accompany him. But in Lian City, he was just an ordinary old man, and at most people would compliment him on his energetic demeanor while walking down the street, but no one would actually recognize him as Commander Luo Zhentian.
In the morning, Chen Jianguo played chess and drank tea with him. After waking up from a nap, Qingshan drove him to the forest park around Lian City for a walk. When the weather was good, they went for a walk on the wooden boardwalk by the sea. After dinner, he watched TV with the whole family. His life was so fulfilling.
Luo Zhentian spent a lively New Year's Eve at the Chen family. In Mr. Luo's memory, he had only experienced this kind of Spring Festival with a festive atmosphere a few times when his wife was still alive and his children were still young.
Because Luo Zhentian was there this year, Qingshan had secretly instructed Comrade Guoan not to allow neighbors from the garden community to come to the Chen family to pay New Year's greetings. So until the third day of the New Year, the only people who came to Villa No. 8 were his relatives and acquaintances such as Gao Xiang, Zou Peng, and Zhang Youcai.
Old Master Luo had become addicted to incognito visits and strictly prohibited Qingshan from revealing his identity, so Qingshan had no choice but to introduce himself to everyone as his university advisor, temporarily staying at the Chen family's house while traveling in Lian City. Luo Zhentian had gained a lot of weight recently, his complexion was rosy, and his wrinkles were fewer, making him look quite different from his television image. Therefore, no one had discovered the true identity of this "Professor Luo."
Luo Zhentian actually likes to be lively at heart. At this moment, he is sitting in a rocking chair with a smile on his face, listening to the Zhang family chatting while eating melon seeds. When he hears something interesting, he will interrupt and ask a few questions, just like a gossipy old man.
Qingshan looked at the trash can at Luo Zhentian's feet, overflowing with melon seed shells and fruit cores, and wondered if he should limit his snacking. Even if the fruits and vegetables produced in the space were healthy, eating too much would make him fat. What if Wen Yuan returned from his mission and found his grandfather completely different from before, unrecognizable? With this in mind, Qingshan secretly took away the plate of candied licorice apricots and replaced it with a cup of fat-reducing lotus leaf chrysanthemum tea to moisten the old man's throat.
At this time, Qingshan's cell phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, Qingshan frowned and picked up the phone back to his room to answer it. "Hello, Uncle Bai, Happy New Year!"
"Happy New Year, Happy New Year!"
Bai Hezheng's voice was a little hoarse, "Qingshan, are you able to talk now?"
Qingshan was startled when he heard the unusual solemnity in Lao Bai's voice. He quickly replied, "It's convenient! Uncle Bai, what happened? Is it Wen Yuan..."
"Don't panic, something did happen, but it wasn't Wen Yuan, it could be Liu Zhilong!"
Bai Hezheng told Qingshan what happened at the special training site in Heilongjiang Province over the phone, and finally asked her:
"According to the information Wen Yuan sent back, if Liu Zhilong is still alive, he's probably relying on the Chinese medicine you prepared to keep him alive. Once he runs out of the life-saving medicine, he'll die. Qingshan, you're only Qilin's medical advisor. Logically, Uncle Bai shouldn't be calling you, but every member of Qilin is our comrade and family. Losing any one of them is unbearable, both from the perspective of the country and from Uncle Bai's personal perspective. So..."
"Uncle Bai, you don't have to say anything, just send someone to pick me up!"
"Really? Ok, ok! Bai Yun and the other two members of the Qilin team will go with you. Someone will pick you up in twenty minutes. Get ready!"
"good!"
After hanging up the phone, Qingshan looked worried. Bai Hezheng's concerns were completely unnecessary. Qingshan knew Liu Zhilong, although not as well as Lei Beibaatur, but knowing that his life was hanging by a thread, Qingshan could not stand idly by. Besides, she was also worried about Luo Wenyuan's safety, so she had to go to Heilongjiang Province.
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