Chapter 197: Shen Fei
Able to sell this mess of his men.
The owner of the auction house has long been happy in his heart.
Jiang Yuan smiled lightly, and didn't take it to heart at all.
He doesn't care!
Soon, Luo Cheng returned.
"Mr. Jiang, there is very little information about the sword seller who stayed here, only that his name is Shen Fei, and he is a young man who looks to be only in his twenties."
Luo Cheng said respectfully.
"Shen Fei, ...... in his twenties"
Jiang Yuan looked at Brother Long.
"Check it, in the shortest possible time, help me find out."
After saying that, he left here without looking back.
Goo!
Luo Cheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely.
Just gone?
Now it's your asset!
Don't you want to inspect it?
The owner of the auction house was also extremely stunned.
At this time, he was 100% sure that Jiang Yuan's acquisition of this auction house was indeed just to inquire about a person's news.
Brother Long is no longer surprised.
He just left a younger brother here to take care of it, and turned around to check the person named Shen Fei according to Mr. Jiang's wishes.
Although Hangzhou is not a top city, its population is also vast.
Finding someone in this is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, and it is too difficult.
But since Mr. Jiang ordered it, he could only do it.
It was getting dark, and soon it was dark.
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Hotel.
Shen Qingyue was lying on the bed weakly, and Jiang Yuan took care of it every step of the way.
Zhong Ling pushed open the door and walked in.
"Mr. Jiang, when are we leaving for Zhongnan Mountain?"
Hearing this, Jiang Yuan's face suddenly turned cold.
Drink asked, "What, are you in a hurry?" ”
The voice is not high, but it is unusually dull, and it goes straight to people's hearts, like a giant bell hammering.
Zhong Ling's face instantly turned as pale as paper!
"Don't dare!"
He said quickly, and then retreated, not daring to ask again.
Jiang Yuan was very angry.
The little junior sister is so weak now, this Zhong Ling still dares to come and urge her body.
It took a long time for his anger to subside.
"Little junior sister, I'll go down and bring you some food to nourish your body." Jiang Yuan said.
Shen Qingyue nodded: "Hmm! ”
Jiang Yuan got up and was about to go downstairs.
At that moment, there was another knock on the door.
This time, it was Zhong Ting who came in.
Zhong Ting walked in with several lunch boxes in her hand and a smile.
"Mr. Jiang, this is the black chicken soup I asked the chef in the house to make to nourish the body, and I specially sent it to Sister Shen to nourish the body!"
Zhong Ting said as she put the lunch box on the table.
Jiang Yuan was indifferent.
Shen Qingyue hurriedly said: "There's no need to be so troublesome, the restaurant downstairs can do it." ”
Zhong Ting waved her hand again and again: "The food in the restaurant is too oily and water after all, and it is not suitable for nourishing the body, Sister Shen, you can try this black chicken soup!" ”
She took a bite of Sister Shen, and Shen Qingyue was a little embarrassed when she heard it.
Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows.
He didn't feel it.
But what Zhong Ting said is true.
The food cooked in the restaurant is indeed too oily and watery, and everything is the same as fried, even if it is a chicken soup, there must be a thick layer of fat floating on it, like a hot pot.
Entrance to the hotel.
Zhou Qi watched Zhong Ting walk in with his own eyes.
He gritted his teeth and gurgled his eyes.
"Zhong Ting, you are mine! No one can take you from me! ”
After speaking, Zhou Qi suddenly turned around and left.
Although the night is long, in the dream, it is only a moment.
Early the next morning, Brother Long called Jiang Yuan.
"Mr. Jiang, that Shen Fei has been found!"
Brother Long was also very excited.
He barely rested all night, and this was the only way to finally find out.
There are still many people in Hangzhou called Shen Fei.
There are quite a few people in their twenties alone.
Through monitoring and comparison, one of them was finally locked.
"Where is he?" Jiang Yuan asked.
Brother Long quickly sent him a coordinate to go over, which was the current location of Shen Fei.
Jiang Yuan didn't delay the time, and immediately asked Lao Zhang to drive him there.
Shen Qingyue also wanted to go together.
After a night's rest, her body also recovered a lot.
Jiang Yuan nodded in agreement.
Lao Zhang drove and took them to a hospital soon.
According to what Brother Long said, the person named Shen Fei was in this hospital.
Inside the hospital.
"Shen Fei, your father's hospitalization fee has been used up! You must get your father out within today! ”
A doctor in a white lab coat said coldly to a thin young man in front of him.
This young man is the Shen Fei that Jiang Yuan is looking for.
He took a bank card out of his bosom and handed it to the doctor.
"Doctor Zhao, here are 200,000!"
Well?
Two hundred thousand!
The doctor looked at him in amazement.
"Where did you get so much money. No... No, you've done something illegal, right? ”
Shen Fei waved his hand again and again.
"Doctor, please rest assured to accept it, I got this money through regular channels! Please do your best to heal my father's illness. ”
He didn't say much.
In fact, the 200,000 yuan is the money obtained by selling the short sword Yuehua.
A sly look flashed in the doctor's eyes, and he glanced around, saw that there was no one around, and then took the bank card.
Shen Fei came to the ward.
On the hospital bed, there was a middle-aged man with a pale face like paper, he was Shen Fei's father, Shen Teng.
When Shen Teng saw his son Shen Fei coming in, he tried his best to support his body and wanted to sit up.
But his body was extremely weak, and he fell heavily on the hospital bed.
Shen Fei hurriedly stepped forward to support him.
"Xiaofei, is my hospitalization fee gone? Let's get out of the hospital later, don't waste time here. ”
Shen Teng's voice was also weak and intermittent.
Shen Fei smiled brightly.
"Father, you don't have to worry. I've already paid for the hospitalization! ”
"Huh? Where do you get the money? ”
Shen Teng was stunned for a moment, then his face sank suddenly, and he asked in a cold voice, "Did you take out that short sword and sell it?" ”
Shen Fei showed a cramped look, but nodded honestly.
"You bastard! That sword is a treasure that has been passed down by our Shen family for countless years, and you... Ahem, ahem! ”
Shen Teng was so angry that he coughed again and again, almost out of breath.
Shen Fei hurriedly patted him on the back: "Father, don't be angry!" Don't get angry, being angry is not good for your health! ”
While shooting, he couldn't help muttering: "Father, you usually offer that short sword as a treasure, but I think it's just an ordinary short sword." Isn't it just right that you are seriously ill and sell it for treatment? Why should you be angry? ”
"Hey!"
Hearing this, Shen Teng sighed helplessly.
He couldn't even remember which generation of his Shen family had passed this short sword from.
I only know that his father, that is, Shen Fei's grandfather, before he died, had told him in every possible way that he must keep this short sword.
And this was also passed on to Shen Teng's father by Shen Teng's grandfather.