The night was deep, and in the room, Du Hao fell asleep soundly, the thin quilt covering his body was picked up, and it fell to the floor crookedly.

His brow furrowed, evidently in a not very good dream.

"What is the weight of the pulse? However, the first pulse is like the weight of three mushrooms, and those who get along with the fur are also the lungs.

"Such as the weight of the six mushrooms, and the bloodline, the heart is also.

"If you are as heavy as nine mushrooms, you can get the same as your muscles, and your spleen is also.

"Such as the weight of the twelve, and the tendon level, the liver also.

"Press it to the bones, lift it to the sick, and the kidneys too. Therefore, it is said to be light and heavy. ”

The elegant and indifferent sentences came out of the mouth of the fairy-like tall and thin man, making the surrounding audience nod happily.

"Master Qin really has insights!"

"Is this what it looks like? I'm enlightened! ”

But there was a middle-aged man with an ancient face and a hideous expression who brushed his sleeves and stood up: "Ridiculous! The three nine candidates are the impeccable trumpet techniques that have been passed down from generation to generation! ”

"Qin Luo, you are simply deviant, you have embarked on the evil path without knowing it!"

Qin Luo sighed slightly, turned his gaze to this person, and said to this person with some pity: "Zhu Xun, although you are the contemporary descendant of the ghost-faced monster doctor, your qualifications are a little worse, and you only know one thing about medical skills. ”

"Three parts of nine candidates, three parts of twelve candidates, and even the ancient three parts of fifteen candidates, there is no distinction between superior and inferior, it is nothing more than to prescribe medicine according to the situation, and it is right to learn and use it."

"Master Qin is right!"

"Master Qin is right, this Zhu Xun is too stubborn and old-fashioned, no wonder the ghost face and monster doctor generation is not as good as the generation, alas, ......"

Zhu Xun's face turned red, his fists were clenched, and his teeth were clenched: "It's too much to bully, too much to deceive!" Qin Luo, I will not allow you to ......"

……

The pain in the chest and abdomen came one after another, and the internal strength that had been cultivated so hard had been completely disordered, scurrying around in the body and destroying the vitality.

Qin Luo already knew that his life was not guaranteed, and this scene from the past suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Zhu Xun, does he actually remember that time and hold a grudge until now?"

"I didn't expect that I would die because of this......"

……

Du Hao straightened up suddenly, woke up from the dream, and the moment his eyes opened, a golden light seemed to flash in the dark room.

Although it was pitch black everywhere, he could see clearly, and since the last time his sense of smell was more acute, this time it was obviously his vision that had been strengthened.

The memories in my mind kept tumbling, and one after another undiscovered memories came flooding back to my mind.

He still remembered the hatred of Zhu Xun, the ghost-faced doctor of that generation, gritted his teeth, and remembered his sudden and wry smile before he died.

It's actually because of this that I've been hated so much that I'm assassinated......

No, I'm not Qin Luo, I'm Du Hao!

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Du Hao shook his head and pulled himself out of Qin Luo's memory.

I walked to the side of the bed and opened the curtains, and the faint light of the morning sun shone in, and the east was already white.

It was past six o'clock, and he had never gotten up so late.

Du Hao took a shower, returned from a morning run at a faster pace, had breakfast at home, and then sent Ji Yingrong to the company.

After that, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Lin Qinqin.

"Hey, Du Hao? Are you waiting for me in the bureau again? Lin Qinqin's tone was full of ridicule and ridicule.

The corners of Du Hao's mouth twitched, and he resisted the urge to scold.

He got down to business: "Is there any arrangement for your grandfather today?" I want to visit his old man's home. ”

"You want to see my grandfather? Wait a minute, I'll check his itinerary for today...... Oh, nothing to do, all day at home in the morning and evening. ”

"I'll tell grandpa, by the way, do you want me to pick you up?"

Du Hao thought for a while and said, "I'll drive over by myself." ”

"Okay, what time are you going to make an appointment?"

"Now, I'm going to the garage."

Half an hour later, the black Audi stopped at the door of the Lin family's mansion.

Du Hao got out of the car, walked to the vermilion thick wooden door, grabbed the copper ring on the door and buckled it.

A sound of footsteps approached, and at the first sight of the door being opened, Du Hao saw Lin Qinqin in a white dress.

Probably because at home, she didn't wear makeup today, but gave people a sense of amazement that clear water came out of hibiscus and was naturally carved, and even Du Hao couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Lin Qinqin giggled and turned around in a circle: "How is it, I'm dressed very beautifully today, right?" Even you look like a pig brother, you must take a stable one when you go out to fish Kaizi! ”

Du Hao couldn't help but sigh: "If you can't speak, maybe you can add a few more points to the degree of charm, but unfortunately, as soon as you open your mouth, your original temperament is gone!" ”

"Cut! What's wrong with what I'm talking about, this is called real and not pretentious, do you men prefer those little girls who pinch their throats and pretend to be tender? ”

Du Hao didn't bother to talk to her anymore, and asked, "What about your grandfather?" Still in the backyard main house? ”

"Yes, I'm making tea for you! Since you said last time that drinking green tea is not good, now he is already working on black tea. ”

Du Hao shook his head as he walked: "With the power of your family, only the most high-end Qimen or Ceylon high-level real estate can enter the eyes of the old man." ”

"It's a pity that I don't have much research on tea, I don't like black tea and green tea, and most of what I prepare is a waste."

Passing through the weeping flower gate, entering the backyard, and walking all the way along the corridor, the osmanthus trees in the courtyard have grown lushly, and they are not satisfied with the bleak appearance when they came before.

Du Hao entered the main house in the backyard and went up to the second floor, Lin Zeshan sat at the tea table as if they had met for the first time, and cast his eyes on him with a smile.

"Du Hao, here, sit down and drink a cup of black tea I just brewed."

Du Hao saw the ceremony, sat firmly on the other side of the tea table according to the posture in his memory, took the tea bowl handed over by Lin Zeshan with both hands, and did enough foreplay to look at the smell, then brought it to his mouth and took a small sip gently.

Then nodded: "Good tea!" ”

Lin Zeshan laughed: "Sure enough, Du Hao Xiaoyou is the one who understands tea, this tea is for Qin Qin to drink, it is a cow drink, a simple waste haha!" ”

The corners of Lin Qinqin's mouth twitched, remembering what Du Hao said downstairs just now that he didn't like to drink tea, and scolded in his heart: "Pretend, heh, man!" ”

After tasting a round of tea, it's time to get down to business.

Du Hao didn't hide it, and went straight to the point: "I came this time to ask Old Man Lin a question. ”

"You say." Lin Zeshan raised his sparse white eyebrows.

"Did Mr. Qin Luo have a conflict with Zhu Yang back then?"

Lin Zeshan's hand holding the teacup trembled, and he looked at Du Hao in shock: "Where did you know about this?" ”

"Could it be that Zhu Ziqi told you? No, he has always been secretive about his father's scandals, and he will never take the initiative to mention it to others! ”