Chapter 867

Tang Qiuhong's office can be regarded as a shabby room with a small area. It was also a product of the 1980s. Compared with some local township bureaucrats who own several hundred square meters of office, it is not worth mentioning.

From this point of view, Tang Qiuhong is indeed an official who is willing to do practical things for the people, and Lin Tian is also willing to communicate more with him.

Tang Qiuhong looks at the boy in front of him with a smile. In his impression, Lin Tian has a lively mind and strong ability, which belongs to the type of young people he likes. What's more, Lin Tian always knows how to advance and retreat, and how to understand the general situation.

In front of others, he would always respectfully address Minister Tang, while in private, Lin Tian would also address uncle Tang sweetly.

"Uncle Tang, tomorrow I will have a one-to-two competition with Maria xiaocang, the representative of Han Medicine, and Cui Meizhen, the representative of Han Medicine. It was originally a folk exchange of medical skills. I hope you can come out in the name of the official in tomorrow's competition."

Lin Tian finally told the truth of his idea, with a pleading color on his face.

After hearing this, Tang Qiuhong hesitated a little. In fact, he already knew about tomorrow's competition. He would support Lin Tian's challenge to famous experts from Korea and Taiwan in any case.

But in what name, he has been hesitant. It's not about personal honor or disgrace, but for the overall situation. In a word, he is also a member of the government. Every move represents the image of the government.

If tomorrow's competition between Lin Tian, xiaocang and Cui Meizhen is, at least, a spontaneous medical exchange among the people. At the most, it is related to the rise and fall of traditional Chinese medicine among the three countries.

If he doesn't go, then he can advance and retreat. If he fails, he won't have any loss to the image of Huaxia. Once he represents the image of the government, that is to say, tomorrow, Lin Tian must win, and he must win.

This has nothing to do with personal honor or disgrace, but with the image of the country.

Victory is a national hero and defeat is a national sinner.

Thinking of this consequence, Tang Qiuhong hesitated. He looked at Lin Tian with a little hesitation and asked tentatively, "have you thought about it all?"

Lin Tian nodded firmly. The light in his eyes made Tang Qiuhong believe that his idea was not a matter of personal loyalty, but a behavior after careful consideration.

"Why?" Tang Qiuhong used to touch the cigarette box from the table. When he met something, he would habitually smoke a cigarette to ease his mood. After lighting it, he took a puff and then asked, "give me a reason!"

Lin Tian also understood that Tang Qiuhong was so careful that he didn't think much of himself. He quickly sorted out his thoughts and calmly said, "island country, Bangzi, they have been in China for a long time. Judging from their deeds, they have been planning for it for a long time, and we have been in a very passive position. Previously, you know, I have been fighting with the Mo family, Now that the affairs of the Mo family have been settled, it's time to send the island and Bangzi back to their hometown... "

Seeing that his words were solid, there were stars in his eyes and unquestionable affirmation in his words, Tang Qiuhong was suddenly moved, and his heart was full of courage.

Thin but not weak, modest and low-key, this is Tang Qiuhong's first impression of Lin Tian. With the passage of time, his understanding of Lin Tian has increased. He found that this young man's enthusiasm for traditional Chinese medicine has reached a peak.

Rao is the body blood boiling, he is still silent, still waiting, waiting for Lin Tian will think in the heart, one by one to him.

After waiting for a while, Lin Tian saw that Tang Qiuhong didn't make a statement, and then continued: "I didn't do it for myself. Traditional Chinese medicine is weak, and with the impact of Western medicine, its status is becoming more and more embarrassing, and the talents in this field are gradually withering. In addition to Yan Lao, Gu Lao, several respected elders, I can't even think of any young people who can be famous... "

"Aren't you a rising star?" Tang Qiuhong interrupted with a smile.

Just now, I listened to Lin Tian's words. I had a cigarette in my hand and was about to burn out. I didn't realize it. I suddenly felt some burning hands. I was in a hurry for a while, and then I continued to urge Lin Tian: "go on."

Lin Tian was amused by Tang Qiuhong's antics and continued: "my dream since childhood is to develop traditional Chinese medicine. It doesn't matter even if I sacrifice myself. But I also know that my own strength is not enough. It needs the joint efforts of thousands of Chinese people, but the most important thing is that traditional Chinese medicine should let them see hope, A hope that they can fight for... "

"Good!" Tang Qiuhong pats the table and praises it out loud. For a long time, he hasn't heard anyone say such sincere words to him. He really applauds Lin Tian's words.

Obviously, Lin Tian's mood is also rising. He jumps up from the sofa. At this time, he is more like a debater with endless waves. He continues: "I want them to see the hope, the hope of traditional Chinese medicine. I hope I'm just a guide, a lighthouse in the dark for those hesitant practitioners. So, I hope that uncle Tang, You can represent the government tomorrow and define this contest in the name of the government. I want to defeat them under the gaze of the public and make them believe that the blood of Chinese men has never been extinguished at any time! "

"Do you have to push yourself to the point where there is no way back?" Tang Qiuhong never doubted Lin Tian's enthusiasm for traditional Chinese medicine. However, he could not understand that there were thousands of ways to revitalize traditional Chinese medicine. Why did he have to force himself to the point where there was no way back?

As soon as his voice fell, Lin Tian said four words to him.

"Burn the boat."

Tang Qiuhong's eyes were filled with tears. He had never been so moved. The image of Lin Tian was much bigger. He was so excited that he couldn't find the right words to express it.

"I'll be there tomorrow, and I'll be there with other health officials." Tang Qiuhong gave Lin Tian a reply.

He knew that he was completely convinced by Lin tianche. Originally, he was still hesitating. Now he has no worries for a moment. Facing a game that can only win but can not lose, Tang Qiuhong has never been so eager for the result.

After his impassioned speech, Lin Tian returned to his former five good youth who was harmless to human beings and animals, modest and prudent.

"Uncle Tang, it's nothing. I'll go first." Lin Tian smiles at Tang Qiuhong to express his gratitude to him.

Tang Qiuhong did not speak, but calmly sat back in place, waved goodbye to him.

In the past, Tang Qiuhong wanted to send Lin Tian out of the door. At this moment, he was so excited that he couldn't calm down. Even if he said a word, it became very difficult to do an action.

Sitting on the chair, looking at the departure of Lin Tian, his chest is like ten thousand horses galloping.

Pick up the toughened thermos cup in front of the desk and take a sip of tea to calm the boiling blood, but he found that his hand holding the cup was shaking.

Fight, young man. You bet your fortune, and I'll go with you regardless.

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Durian Garden

Dong's other garden

There are flowers and grass, ponds and rockeries, which are certainly inferior to the gardens in Sucheng. The unique durian garden is not abrupt and imitative, and the unique durian garden is somewhat unique.

The other garden that Mr. Dong bought at a great price naturally has its own unique features. Otherwise, with his insight, he would not be able to sell at a loss.

Dong Tianmiao walked quickly between the trestles. His pace was very fast. He didn't pay attention to the beautiful landscape in Yanjing.

At the end of the trestle is the place where Mr. Dong recuperates. The room is not big, which is only 40 or 50 square meters. The decoration of the room is chic and grand. It is not only forthright from the north, but also smart from the south.

There are not many buildings that perfectly combine the advantages of North and south, but this is one of them. Obviously, it is not unreasonable for Mr. Dong to prefer it.

This room, which I don't know who made it, is not only filled with Mr. Dong, but also with a guest.

Looking at the hot and fragrant tea in the exquisite tea set, ye guxiong sighed sincerely: "Mr. Dong, you are really a person who can enjoy life."

Mr. Dong has lived for more than 80 years. He has already become a man of age. What can't he understand? For ye guxiong's praise, he also sniffed out other flavors.

Fubo, the housekeeper, skillfully divided the cup to two people. His tea skill was completely handed over by the old man. Old man Dong liked to drink tea, so as the nearest servant around him, he naturally wanted to love his family.

Mr. Dong picked up the cup and took a sip of tea. After a while, he made a professional comment: "Lao Fu! Your water today is boiling too much, and the tea leaves are soaked in hot water, losing the original tea's crisp sweetness.... "

Ye guxiong asked himself that his ability of evaluating tea was not bad. He picked up the cup and tasted it carefully, but he didn't feel like what Mr. Dong said. This made him admire Mr. Dong's skill even more.

However, no matter how much admiration you have, it's just in your heart, not in your mouth. Ye guxiong is a son of a noble family. Even though he is full of waves in his heart, he can still talk and laugh calmly.

"I'm sorry, master. I didn't know young master Ye Gu was coming today, so I was busy directing other people to clean the garden and forgot about the water on the stove. When I remember, the water had been boiling for a long time." Faulkner explained.

Ye guxiong's face changed. He didn't expect that Mr. Dong's tongue would be so sensitive. He was so shocked that he really admired him.

"Well, go down!" After telling the truth to the old loyal servant, Mr. Dong stopped investigating him and waved his hand to sign him back.

Fubo carefully picked up the tea set and stepped back. After all this, he found that his back was soaked with sweat.

Ye guxiong has a smile at the corner of his mouth. He thinks it's right this time. As soon as he's about to open his mouth, Dong Tianmiao pushes the door from outside.

Dong Tianmiao looks like a pig head, which is completely beyond ye guxiong's expectation. He did not expect that anyone would dare to beat Dong Tianmiao in Yanjing. He was surprised, but he still looked on coldly.