Ye'er took a leave of absence.

For two whole days, Zhu Tong hid in the Ocean Hospital and did not go to Jin Mao's office.

The Fuhua Shipbuilding Preparatory Office was moved, and the Liaison Office was formally established, which was carried out in an orderly manner under the auspices of lawyers Wu Zhanming and Zhang Xuedan.

Zhu Tong has been paying attention to Ye'er's situation, and the news from Qin Keqiang's side is mixed.

On the first day, Ye'er was closed in Zhu Tong's bachelor apartment in the Ocean Hospital; Only came out at night and had a snack on the street.

The next morning, Ye'er returned to her sister's house. Su Juan was off duty, and the sisters went out shopping in the afternoon and didn't go home until the evening.

On the third day, Ye Er returned to the Fuhua Shipbuilding Liaison Office of Jin Mao Building and started work; At least on the surface, there is not much of an unusualness.

The bad news is that there are still suspicious characters near Su Juan's house.

Although the scandal between "Divine Doctor Li Xiang" and Miss Chen Yiyi was stirred up by the media, they seemed to admit that Ye Er and Xiaobao were killed.

Qin Keqiang has already cleaned up two groups of people, both of whom belong to private detective agencies without exception. They said that they were commissioned by an anonymous person to investigate the rules and schedules of Su Juan's family's arrivals and exits, as well as as detailed privacy information. The price offered by the anonymous man is high enough, and there will always be a private detective to work for him. In this regard, Zhu Tong and Qin Keqiang had nothing to do.

Zhu Tong also got a message that last night, Huang Hai invited the Su sisters to dinner at the hotel; It's very harmonious and intimate.

Qin Keqiang was more worried about Zhu Tong's reaction, but he didn't expect him to just smile and ask another question: "Brother Qin, why do you care so much about the Su family?" ”

"The reason is simple, because they are related to you. People don't want to see you coerced. ”

"Who will coerce me?"

"That's what I want to know."

Qin Keqiang really doesn't know? Zhu Tong was a little skeptical. If Qin Keqiang came forward to protect himself at the beginning, it can be said that he was entrusted by the old liar; Although Zhu Tong thought that this reason was a bit far-fetched, the old liar and Qin Keqiang both said so, so they could only listen to it in vain. But now that Qin Keqiang's protection has been expanded to Ye'er and her family, the former reason is immediately in danger of bankruptcy.

The old liar's impression of Ye Er was not very good, and it was impossible for him to make such a request to Qin Keqiang.

In terms of personal relationships, Zhu Tong thought that he and Qin Keqiang were good friends, but they had not yet reached that height.

Fan Lao's illness is very complicated to say, but the reason is simple: wine.

The organizers wanted to take this opportunity to give some opinions on the work of the financial working group, believing that Wang's big move before the Spring Festival had already interfered with Shanghai's economic development to a certain extent. A few days ago, some people even published an article in a newspaper saying that the financial working group is a product of autocracy and is incompatible with the market economic policy under the socialist system. Interfering with normal economic activities through government actions is a symbol of backwardness and isolation, and a negation of Shanghai's economic development.

Because of the appearance of Fan Lao, no one said anything at the group meeting, and the spark in the media was naturally extinguished.

The trouble was left to Zhu Tong, and Fan Lao was good at drinking before. He blocked no less than ten rounds of persuasion at the group meeting this time, and finally drank three glasses of low-alcohol liquor.

After the diagnosis, Zhu Tong and Zheng Shurong agreed that the purple butterfly in Fan Lao's body had been contaminated with alcohol, and he was likely to become an alcoholic like Smith.

Zhu Tong asked Fan Xilin for his opinion, and Fan Xilin didn't say anything for a long time. Zhu Tong went to ask Della, but her words were very simple.

"The old man has been stubborn all his life, and you'd better let him make up his mind about this matter."

Come to think of it, Fan Lao is almost eighty years old, and according to the laws of nature, there are not many days left; This kind of thing is to ask for his opinion,

Despite this, Zhu Tong still invited Wang Xiangjiao, the health of the old man is very important, and he doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

On the last day of February, in the evening, Zhu Tong accompanied Wang Xiangjiao into Fan Lao's ward.

Today's Fan Lao is full of red light, in good spirits, and his complexion is quite good; Judging from his appearance, his hands are not shaky, his eyes are not dazzling, and his speech is clear, and he has never imagined that he was a dying old man who relied on modern medical equipment a month ago.

There was a strong smell of liquor wafting in the room, and for several days, Fan Lao had to drink more than a pound of liquor every day. Since Zhu Tong pulled him back from the brink of life and death three days ago, Fan Lao's alcohol consumption has been bullish day by day.

It can be said that most of these wines were consumed by Purple Butterfly, and Fan Lao himself did not absorb much. It's just that he's proud, proud that he drinks more now than he did when he was younger.

"Old chief, I'm here to bring you wine." Wang Xiangjiao put two bottles of Moutai on the coffee table; "You have to pay more attention to your body, you don't dare to drink all this wine in one day."

"Hahahaha, still understand me to the frame." Fan Lao happily took out the wine bottle, opened it and sniffed at the end of his nose; "Good wine, that's really good wine. Director Li, would you like to have a drink too? ”

Zhu Tong smiled humbly and said nothing. Fan Lao is like a child, Zhu Tong strictly limited the dosage of him and wine in the past two days, he wanted to take this opportunity to take a few more sips.

"Old Fan, I was invited by Director Li today, and I have some questions about your health, and he needs to ask for your opinion."

"Okay, I've approved Chinese medicine before, hey! Naive, I didn't expect that in the end, it was the Chinese medicine that pulled me back from the ghost gate. Director Li, I solemnly apologize to you today. Those of us are too subjective to deny TCM based on our own experience and without in-depth investigation and research. Lesson me! Xiang, you have to learn from me and don't make similar mistakes. For the heritage that belongs to our nation, we must give them the opportunity to express themselves and give them room to live. ”

"Yes, yes, Fan Lao is right." Wang nodded to the frame again and again, and glanced at Zhu Tong,

Zhu Tong knew that it was time to speak by himself, so he sorted out his thoughts and said, "Old Fan, the lesions in your body are disappearing, and you are expected to be able to leave the hospital within a month." You ......"

"Director Li, just say it directly." Fan Lao interrupted Zhu Tong with a smile and said to Wang Xiangjiao; "It seems that I have not done well enough, Director Li is my attending doctor and my life-saver. He has to think about what he says, let alone others. ”

Wang Xiangjiao nodded: "We all have such problems, Director Li, just say it." ”

"Thank you Elder Fan for your understanding, according to your current physical condition, I am afraid that you will not be able to do without wine in the future." I wish the child to tell the truth.

Fan Lao laughed: "How is it?" Guess right? I said, don't restrict me from drinking. How many years can I live? In this life, there are too many regrets, and my life should have been explained a long time ago. There is a poem that says well, a hundred years do not hesitate to get drunk a thousand times, and one lamp can dispel eternal sorrow. From today, I started living the life of a sake bag and rice bag. ”

"Old Fan, if you drink like that, your body won't be able to stand it." Wang Xiangjiao worriedly persuaded.

Zhu Tong continued: "This is also my opinion. Fan Lao, your body can't bear it. I think if you can limit the amount of alcohol you drink to 300 grams a day, I guarantee you will live another 10 years. If it exceeds 500 grams, the vitality in your body will be depleted very quickly. ”

"Three hundred grams, that's six taels." Fan Lao smacked his lips and looked at Zhu Tong like a child; "How about a little more, a pound a day? It's so easy to control, I only drink one bottle of wine a day. ”

Zhu Tong shook his head, the purple butterfly in Fan Lao's body needs about two hundred and fifty grams of liquor every day, and an extra fifty grams is what Fan Lao can enjoy.

The embarrassing thing is that Fan Lao's body is inseparable from the maintenance of the purple butterfly, and without the support of that little elf, he will not live for three months.

"Eight taels well, four hundred grams." Fan Lao was still haggling.

"Fan Lao, to tell you the truth, even three hundred grams a day is very risky. It is the nervous system and cardiovascular system that are most affected by alcohol, and I cannot guarantee that your body will not have adverse reactions. ”

Fan Lao groaned and said, "Is it serious? ”

"You may have a stroke, and you may have other adverse effects."

"For example......

"Like, losing a sense of self." Zhu Tong finally gave the worst possibility.

Fan Lao suddenly pushed the wine bottle far away, pouted and said, "Let me be a fool, don't do it." "I looked at them greedily, and I looked quite reluctant;" Director Li, you're not scaring me, are you? In the past, my wife used to scare me like this. ”

Zhu Tong smiled and said, "There is another way, I will teach you a word, if you can insist on writing two hundred times a day, you don't have to quit drinking." ”

Fan Lao cheered: "Okay, okay, I'm fine anyway, practicing calligraphy can kill time." ”

"Fan Lao, what Director Li said is a word, not calligraphy." Wang Xiangjiao knew that Zhu Tong was going to teach Fan Lao a kind of self-cultivation skill, and reminded.

"Yes, if Fan Lao can learn this word well, it is not impossible to live a long life."

"What word?" Fan Lao eagerly tried to find a blank piece of paper, but there was no brush in the room.

"We must first make three chapters of the law, first, before learning this word, we can only drink 600 grams of wine a day."

"Yes, I listen to the doctor."

"Second, don't be lazy, 200 times a day is a must. No matter what happens......"

"I know, let's talk about the third." Fan Lao interrupted Zhu Tong impatiently, and looked at Moutai with longing: "Is it that if I learn this word, I can drink casually?" ”

"The third is the hardest, from today onwards, you can't take any medication without my permission and that of Dr. Zheng. It doesn't matter if it's Western medicine or Chinese medicine, no matter who sent it to you, even if it's from your relatives or friends, or if it's a medicine sent by a certain master, you can't use it. ”

Obedient and listening, Fan Lao looked at Wang Xiangjiao; "Director Li means ......"

"I don't mean anything else, your body can't stand the toss anymore." Zhu Tong didn't dare to say it too clearly.

Wang Xiangjiao took care of it relatively little, and said: "Old chief, I suggest that you replace the staff around you, and you also need to pay attention to your diet." ”

Fan Lao was surrounded by secretaries and full-time doctors, as well as cooks and drivers, and there were about five or six of them; When he was seriously ill, these people had little to do, and the only people who stayed by him were full-time doctors and secretaries. Usually the ones who make up their minds are Fan Xilin and Della. This time, his condition suddenly deteriorated, and he took the special medicine sent by his old subordinates, and it was Fan Xilin who took the idea.

"I'll think about it." The expression on Old Fan's face was helpless. At his age, he already looks down on most things, but when it comes to the people around him, especially his relatives, no one is comfortable. He didn't expect why Director Li transferred him from the villa of the Institute of Marine Diseases to the intensive care unit.

Now that his condition is stable, he will not be allowed to go back, but will be admitted to the Gaogan ward.

In terms of conditions, here it is much worse than the institute.

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