Fang Yu and Yu Ting chatted about tea, talked about the weather in Shawan, and talked about the market environment, but they didn't mention the development of new projects.

Fang Yu was a little anxious,

"Mr. Yu, as the largest enterprise in Shawan, if you can cooperate with my Kyushu Group, I can guarantee that we are definitely the first batch of people to eat crabs in this market."

Unexpectedly, Yu Ting smiled and waved his hand,

"What Mr. Fang said is that these sundries will be handed over to the following to be handled, I think Mr. Fang has not looked very good recently." With that, Yu Ting turned the ring on his hand, and through the sunlight outside the window, a dazzling light shot at Fang Yu.

He was flashed by the light a few times, his eyes were a little uncomfortable, and he changed his posture.

"Hehe, didn't you just go to Tokyo a while ago, and I'm still a little unaccustomed to returning to China, so it's okay, just sleep a few times."

Yu Ting was slightly stunned, and secretly turned the ring on his hand again, but the seemingly casual action had a deep meaning.

But the young man in front of him obviously didn't react much, which also made Yu Ting's face solemn,

"Eh, we are doing business, the body is the first important thing, it just so happens that I have a master of traditional Chinese medicine who was just invited from Qinggang, Zhou Yun, to invite Mr. Liao to come over and check the pulse of Mr. Fang."

Fang Yu didn't have time to shirk, Zhou Yun had already pushed the door away, and he had some doubts in his heart, but his face was not easy to show, so he had to laugh dryly,

"Mr. Yu seems to pay great attention to health."

A few minutes later, an old man about 80 years old was brought in by Zhou Yun, his beard was white, and he looked a bit like that.

"Boss, Mr. Liao is here."

Yu Ting didn't stand up either, and waved his hand lightly,

"Mr. Lao Liao takes the pulse of my guest."

The old man surnamed Liao nodded, pulled over a chair and was about to take Fang Yu's pulse.

He didn't want to ask much, so he had to stretch out his arm and let the old man manipulate, and half a minute later, the old man touched his beard slowly,

"This gentleman's body seems to be a little overactive and his spleen is insufficient, but fortunately, he is still young, and he will be fine after a while, but the blood seems to be a little viscous."

Fang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to withdraw his arm with a smile,

"Thank you, sir, for checking the pulse, I'm still young, don't worry."

Unexpectedly, the old man grabbed Fang Yu's hand and didn't let go, and with the other hand, he took out a needle and a cotton swab from his pocket.

"Don't be nervous, little sir, I'll take a little blood for you to test, we have to believe in science, blood viscosity is not a good thing, maybe it will cause blood clots." Anyway, when he pulled the needle, he was going to prick it towards the vein in the crook of Fang Yu's arm!

He thought of the two mysterious men two days ago, and immediately pulled back his arm with a force, so that the old man's needle was empty!

"Hehe, it's still Mr. Don't Lao, I'm fine, it's fine." He lowered his sleeves in a daze, and he lost his temper a little.

Yu Ting squinted, glanced at Zhou Yun, and waved his hand to signal the old man to step back,

"It's hard work, Mr. Liao, since Mr. Fang doesn't want to, don't force it."

He breathed a sigh of relief, pressed the cufflinks of his shirt, and stood up.

"I'm sorry, I'll make it easier."

"Mr. Fang is light." Yu Ting still raised his hand lightly.

Fang Yu stood up and was just about to walk towards the door, but unexpectedly, his feet couldn't help trembling slightly, and under the force, his leg muscles showed signs of being uncontrollable!

He hurriedly took a step back to stabilize his figure, and smiled awkwardly at Zhou Yun and the others,

"Hehe, I may not have eaten well at noon, and I have a little low blood sugar."

Unexpectedly, neither Zhou Yun nor Yu Ting answered him, but stared at him suspiciously, as if they were waiting for something.

Fang Yu only felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, his head was dizzy, his feet were weak, and he sat down on the sofa again, his eyelids were also heavy at this time, and sleepiness kept coming from his mind.

"It seems that Fang is always a little tired, Zhou Yun, send Fang always back to rest." This was the last sentence Fang Yu heard before closing his eyelids.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying on a small bed, surrounded by the pungent smell of disinfectant water.

"Damn, what's the situation, Zhou Yun drugged Lao Tzu, right?" He rubbed his head and struggled to sit up.

This sat startled him, there was no light in the room, but there was a window, and the curtains were not drawn, and he could see that it was already night, and there was not a sound around.

Ignoring the fact that his feet were still a little weak, he quickly got up and came to the window, and secretly said that it was not good, this window was welded by the thick iron railing of his thumb, and it could not be shaken by man.

By the faint moonlight, you can see a large lawn outside the window, and there are almost no buildings within 100 meters in front of you.

"What the hell, kidnapping?" Fang Yu was a little flustered, but immediately found that his Patek Philippe was still on his wrist, and the display time was half past eight in the evening, and it seemed that he had slept for five or six hours.

No one touched the most valuable things, but the mobile phone was taken away, and it seems that the other party does not want to let him contact the outside world.

He hurriedly fumbled around the room, and there was a switch near the door, and when he turned it on, the light above his head turned on, and only then did he see the furnishings in the room.

This is obviously a hospital room, with white sheets, white quilts, and even the word "quiet" on the wall, and there are still two white coats left in the room, but there are no markings.

Fang Yu sat back on the edge of the bed with his buttocks, rubbed his spontaneously swollen head, and suddenly found that his shirt cufflinks had been unbuttoned, and there was an obvious bruise on the crook of his arm, which was obviously bloody!

"What are you doing, do you have to let Lao Tzu take a blood test?" He stood up scolding, and kicked the closed door hard,

"Open the door and let Lao Tzu out!"

After shouting a few times but no one answered, he touched his shriveled stomach, he hadn't eaten a bite from noon until now, and he was hungry and panicked.

Fortunately, there was some dry food in the house, a lot of bread and mineral water, he quickly took a bag, and after checking it, he found that it was a local brand in Shawan, and it seemed that he was still in Taoyuan.

After hesitating again and again, Fang Yu still didn't touch these foods, for fear that he would faint again after two bites, and threw away the bread bag, he began to go around the room, shook the bed frame, and found that it was made of stainless steel that was extremely strong, and he couldn't move it even a bit.

At that moment, he could only come to the window, shouting for help at the top of his voice, and after a few minutes, there was still no answer, so he couldn't help but be deflated, and sat on the edge of the bed, touching the pocket of his suit, which was empty.

Fortunately, this time it was a business meeting, and his ID documents were kept by Sun Han, and only a mobile phone was taken away, and even the two large bills in his trouser pocket were not touched.

When Fang Yu was in this mysterious ward, Zhou Yun and Yu Ting were not idle, from the afternoon to now, the two of them have been waiting anxiously in an experimental center under the Taoyuan Group.