At Beijing Capital Airport, as soon as I got off the plane, I felt a chilling cold wind, tightened my collar, and hurriedly followed the crowd to get on the ferry.

I got off the shuttle bus, followed the passengers in the passage to the baggage claim area, took the luggage, and was surrounded by passengers hurrying by.

The luggage is mainly Yang Xiaotian's usual medical equipment, which is not a precision instrument, mainly used smoothly, but for safety reasons, it is also packaged in different categories, and measures such as shock absorption are done, and then put it in a silver metal suitcase.

Before he could get out of the airport, his cell phone rang.

"Doctor Yang?" The voice over there was a bit old-fashioned, and just listening to the voice, you could imagine that it was a very old-fashioned middle-aged man.

Yang Xiaotian said: "I am!"

"I'm Fu Lao's secretary, Fu Lao asked me to pick you up!" the other party said.

He said he was the secretary, but he was definitely not the chief secretary, otherwise he wouldn't have come to pick him up.

For a person of Fu Lao's level, the secretary has a separate office called the secretariat, and the director inside is Fu Lao's secretary himself, but the general management is done by the deputy director, and the secretariat is a bit similar to the feeling of the president's office in the enterprise.

As soon as Yang Xiaotian got out of the airport, he saw a black Hongqi car parked there, and a middle-aged man with a serious face stood at the co-pilot's door.

Obviously, there is a photo of Yang Xiaotian in the other party's mobile phone.

The middle-aged man, like most civil servants in the world, has a black suit, black leather shoes, and a white shirt, with a steady expression, and because it is cold in Beijing, he has put on a down jacket outside.

Yang Xiaotian nodded: "It's me!"

The middle-aged man introduced himself as Sun, called Sun Qi, and he smiled apologetically: "I still have to look at your relevant documents, have you brought your ID card?"

"I don't have an ID card, an officer ID!" Yang Xiaotian smiled and took out a military ID card from his backpack, which had already been handed in after re-entering the army, and was replaced by a military ID card.

He didn't feel embarrassed for Sun Qi, after all, this is a standard process, and it is possible to admit mistakes just by looking at how similar the photos are.

In case you pick people back then, it turns out to be an oolong, which will be eaten and hanged.

"The military ID card is better!" Sun Qi smiled slightly, took the military ID card with both hands, looked at it carefully, and then took out his mobile phone and patted the number on the military ID card.

From Yang Xiaotian's point of view, you can see the content on the mobile phone, the page is to open an app, just swipe the number, and Yang Xiaotian's personal information will pop up on the mobile phone screen.

This should be a national security-related software, maybe it is also connected to the intranet of the police and the army.

"It is worthy of being Fu Lao's secretary, the security level and authority are very high!" Yang Xiaotian said with emotion in his heart, with only this mobile phone, basically more than 99% of the people in China have no privacy in front of Sun Qi.

"I'm sorry!" Sun Qi returned his military ID card to Yang Xiaotian, and opened the door of the back seat with a smile, "Please get in the car, it's cold outside, there is a down jacket in the car, you can wear it first!"

is worthy of being a secretary, and he is also very thoughtful.

Yang Xiaotian got in the car and sat down, and said, "It's okay, it's not very cold, but thank you!"

Sun Qi smiled, didn't say anything, got into the co-pilot, and said to the driver: "Drive!"

During the Chinese New Year, there are very few people in the blue market, but Beijing is worthy of being the capital, the streets are still full of traffic, and the high-rise buildings on both sides are also full of lights, a lively atmosphere.

Yang Xiaotian sat in the back row and was fine, and took out his mobile phone to swipe Weibo.

I also saw everyone's comments on Tianbaotang on Weibo, he didn't explain anything, these employees should be able to do a good job, and it is impossible to say that he needs to do anything about it.

However, given that there are too many people @him, they all want him to say it.

Yang Xiaotian still took a picture of the scenery outside the car, and then said: "We are in Beijing, going to the patient's home, we are serious and attentive to do everything well, which is more valuable than questioning on the Internet!"

After that, he no longer cares about other people's opinions.

Instead, go to other popular Weibo.

Basically, during the New Year's holidays, the content on Weibo is almost the same, whether it is a celebrity or an ordinary person, it is a pat, and there are three main contents of taking pictures, one is air tickets and train tickets, one is landscape painting, and one is food.

Some netizens commented that it is good to brush Weibo during the New Year's holidays, and travel all over the world without leaving home.

Seeing a popular star posting on Weibo that he was going to the Louvre to play, the comments below were all kinds of envy and the like, Yang Xiaotian was thinking, if he took a photo of the place he went, what would fans say.

The Hongqi sedan eventually drove to a wide area, where there were no high-rise buildings, and the buildings were relatively low, and some were even square.

The terrain here is also a bit undulating, and there are many maple trees around, which is very beautiful.

The more the car drives, the higher the terrain.

Then guards began to appear on the side of the road, and when they saw the license plate, they didn't do anything to obstruct it, they just stood on the side of the road and saluted.

Yang Xiaotian also noticed that there were other dark whistles on the side of the road.

Eventually, the car stopped outside a courtyard house with blue bricks and red tiles.

At the entrance of the courtyard are two stone lions, which should be famous sculptures, which look lifelike and domineering.

Other than that, the courtyard still looks very rustic, with no superfluous decorations, as if it were an ordinary courtyard house that has been cleaned up.

However, the surrounding camera surveillance and the like, it can be seen that the people who live here are either rich or expensive.

No, if you're rich, you can't live here, you have to be expensive.

This is different from what Yang Xiaotian imagined, in Yang Xiaotian's imagination, a national leader like Fu Lao should live in a well-guarded family area.

It's like that kind of army compound, which is full of leaders, and outsiders can't get in if they want to, and a high wall separates it from the noisy world outside, and the inside is very green.

This courtyard house is not so isolated from the world, revealing a human touch.

The courtyard door was open, and Secretary Sun Qi led Yang Xiaotian in, and Yang Xiaotian saw that the courtyard was antique and looked very beautiful.

Although the layout of this courtyard is beautiful from the courtyard on the other side of the South Lake, it is very different.

The courtyard here looks very atmospheric, and there is a kind of handsomeness in the big opening and closing.

The courtyard of Nanhu, the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, pays attention to the dojo in the shell of the snail, which is exquisite and beautiful.

It's like a woman in the north, although she is tall and big, she is smooth and bright, and she is very beautiful.

The women of the south are not tall, but they are also exquisite.

As for what it tastes like, that's up to you.

Secretary Sun Qi said to Yang Xiaotian: "Doctor Yang, you have worked hard for a long time, let's rest in the flower hall for a while, and I will go and ask Elder Fu!"

Yang Xiaotian nodded.

As soon as Sun Qi beckoned, a young man with a military temperament walked over and led Yang Xiaotian to the flower hall to rest, the flower hall was not far away, a few steps away.

There are melon seeds, vegetables, fruits, tea, and water in it.

The young man said to Yang Xiaotian: "Doctor Yang, I'm just outside, you can just greet me if there's anything!"

"Okay!" Yang Xiaotian nodded.

After the young man went out, he looked at the flower hall, and the other layouts were still ordinary, that is, a pair of "rare and confused" calligraphy and paintings hanging in the hall attracted his attention, and he couldn't help but follow the void to copy a few strokes, and he thought it was quite interesting.

After a while, there was a rush of footsteps outside.

Yang Xiaotian frowned slightly, the sound of these footsteps did not look like Sun Qi's, because the sound was "da-da-da", if you heard it correctly, it should be the sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground.

I'm wondering.

The door creaked open.

It was a girl who came in.

About twenty years old, shawl hair, delicate face, three-dimensional facial features, like a porcelain doll, although wearing thick clothes can not see the figure, but the waist is straight and natural and straight.

Only this aspect of dressing up, at least it is more than ninety-five points.

But this appearance is suppressed by her temperament, she has a kind of arrogant temperament, and when she stares, it seems that there is an infinite murderous aura.

But Yang Xiaotian doesn't care about this, this kind of girl looks like a daughter who has been spoiled for a long time at home.

When you are with this kind of daughter, you definitely need to play the role of a good slave, and you need to be constantly coaxed.

So he has never been interested in this kind of woman, even if she is beautiful.

I just don't know what this woman is doing here.

I guess the one who can run around in Fu Lao's house is also Fu Lao's relative, right? I just don't know if it's Fu Lao's granddaughter or great-grandson......

"Hey, are you the doctor named Yang Xiaotian?" the girl looked Yang Xiaotian up and down, and asked straight to the point.

Yang Xiaotian frowned a little unhappily, and said softly: "I am Yang Xiaotian, but since you know my name, don't call me with 'hey', it will be very rude!"

The girl glared, full of murderous energy.

Yang Xiaotian didn't care, no matter how beautiful a girl was, no matter how fierce his murderous aura was, his immunity was very strong.

"Oooo

The girl took a few steps towards Yang Xiaotian.

Every step was as if it were filled with anger.

Yang Xiaotian didn't care, stood up and said, "If you go any further, you'll bump into each other!"

The girl stopped and snorted, "No taste, stinky rascal!"

Yang Xiaotian shrugged his shoulders and sighed, and said, "You came to my side, why am I a hooligan? If you have something, just say it directly, and if it's okay, please go out! By the way, remember to close the door, thank you!"

"Shall I go out?" the girl's eyes widened, looking like she was about to eat people, "Do you want to figure it out, this is my house! If you want to go out, you will also go out!"

Yang Xiaotian smiled slightly: "I was invited by Fu Lao, if you can replace him, I will have no problem going out! But, are you sure?"

"This ......" The girl hesitated, obviously Fu Lao's deterrent power was great.

At this moment, Sun Qi walked over from outside and said, "Doctor Yang, Elder Fu is waiting for you, let's go over...... Hey, Chenchen, why are you here?"

Yang Xiaotian suddenly had an illusion, the girl in front of him seemed to change her face, she was still murderous just now, but now she suddenly had a sunny day.

I saw Fu Chen smile slightly and said, "Hello Secretary Sun, I heard that the doctor invited by my grandfather has arrived, so I came to take a look, just right, let's go to grandpa's place together!"

Grandfather?

Yang Xiaotian's face was strange, and he thought to himself, Old Man Fu, how many wives do you have in your life? Fu Laixi is forty years younger, but is the girl in front of him twenty years old?

But this is understandable, people in that era, three wives and four concubines are normal, after all, some of them are pre-liberation, and there is nothing to be held accountable.