Chapter 313： Someone is going to Jiangnan again

Chapter 313 Someone is going to Jiangnan again

And just outside the room filled with the bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine, a middle-aged man with half-white hair in a suit was looking at the scrawny, terrifying-looking comatose young man in the room, pursing his lips, He didn't speak, but his eyes were slightly red, and his curled fingers were still trembling subconsciously.

Next to him was a middle-aged woman about the same age as him, holding his sleeve tightly with one hand and holding his mouth with the other, her eyes blank, her body trembling slightly, and there were tears in her eyes from time to time. slide.

"Minister Chen, Mrs. Chen, the visit time has passed. Otherwise, why don't you go out first?" But at this moment, an old man dressed as a medical staff appeared from the side and sighed lightly while looking at the two of them. , said slowly.

"Ah, oh... Has the time come?" The half-white-haired middle-aged man in a suit trembled slightly, his tone sounded a bit complicated and low.

followed and saw that he was afraid and patted the woman beside him, and whispered, "Zhenru, the time is up, let's go."

"Ah, the time is up? It's so fast? Wait a minute, let me take a look at Xiaolin one more time." Perhaps she felt the middle-aged man with half-white hair patted herself, and that kind of woman just woke up from a dream and opened her mouth. , but then the reaction suddenly became a little fierce, and he said loudly.

"Shh, really, what are you doing?"

Seeing this, the half-white-haired middle-aged man frowned slightly, but he followed with a sigh, forcibly took the woman away, and left a sentence: "Doctor Mo, Xiaolin, he will leave it to you... Let's go over. See him again in a few days."

"Well, walk slowly, Minister Chen."

Hearing the words, the old medical staff nodded slightly, then suddenly shook his head and sighed, with a complicated expression on his face and silent.

…

On the other side, when the middle-aged man forcibly took the middle-aged woman out of the courtyard, the latter suddenly broke free from his big hand and said, "Chen Zhenjun! Is it finished? Now that my son has become like this, is it possible that I, as a mother, can’t stay here and look at him more? Your Chen family, is it too much!?”

If someone in the political arena was here at this time and heard that he actually called the middle-aged man Chen Zhenjun, he would definitely be surprised immediately! Because of this name, Chen Zhenjun. I didn't think so now...

"Really, I don't want Xiaolin to become like this. It's just... I was wrong, okay, don't be angry. If you fall ill again, what do you want me to do?" Chen Zhenjun looked complicated after hearing this. Yu Luo, took the other's hand and caressed gently, with an indescribable sense of powerlessness in his tone.

"Hey, I..."

Hearing that, the middle-aged woman who was called Zhenru trembled, and finally a look of exhaustion appeared on her face, and she had no strength to speak: "I don't want to get angry with you, just..."

"Don't worry, it's an old couple, I understand." Chen Zhenjun said with a smile.

"What nonsense."

The middle-aged woman who became Zhenru shook her head, and suddenly said in a condensed tone, "The little genius doctor in the mouth of Mr. Xun...Is there any news?" When she said these words, her expression and tone were obviously a little bit different. Strange, even Chen Zhenjun heard the same thing.

"You mean...not yet, it is said that the old man has already sent people over, but it doesn't seem to be going well. Mr. Ming doesn't seem to want our Chen family to contact that family." Chen Zhenjun followed with a complicated expression.

"After all, they were kicked out of the capital at the beginning, of course... But if you can't invite that little genius doctor to come to the capital to see a doctor for Xiaolin, wouldn't that be?" Speaking of which, the middle-aged woman suddenly changed her expression. I would like to continue on.

"Really, what do you think... that little genius doctor can really cure Xiaolin's disease?" Hearing this, Chen Zhenjun was silent for a while, then suddenly asked.

"Why are you asking this?"

The middle-aged woman who was called Zhenru was slightly startled, and then whispered uncertainly: "It was recommended by the person from the Medical Saint Church. As Mr. Xun, I shouldn't talk nonsense, right?"

Hearing this, Chen Zhenjun's reddish eyes flashed, and he suddenly seemed to have made some kind of decision, saying, "If that's the case, I'll go to Jiangnan to meet that...nephew in person."

"What did you say? Zhenjun, are you serious?" The middle-aged woman said with a look of surprise after hearing this.

"Of course it's true. Xiaolin is already like this, and Dr. Mo and the others are obviously helpless. If this continues, Xiaolin's situation is very likely to be bad." Chen Zhenjun nodded, and the gangster frowned again. road.

"Bah! Bah... What nonsense. But you are not in a critical period now? The family will let you leave the capital?" The middle-aged woman said hesitantly.

"Xiao Lin is my son, and I must fulfill the responsibility of being a father." Chen Zhenjun said lightly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman who was called Zhenru was slightly startled, her eyes softened when she looked at Chen Zhenjun again, she said slowly: "Zhenjun, don't be too tired. Or I'll go with you. Bar."

"no need."

However, Chen Zhenjun shook his head when he heard the words and said, "It was always a thorn in the past, and now, Mr. Ming has a conflict with his grandfather, and he doesn't want our Chen family to contact that family again. So I will go alone. Well, too many people will be troublesome."

"That's it, okay... When are you going to leave?" The middle-aged woman paused after hearing this, but finally gave up and asked again.

"Tomorrow early in the morning. After all, I have to go back to show off with Dad tonight." Chen Zhenjun shook his head, and said with a headache.

…

At night, in a humble courtyard study in a hutong in the capital.

Chen Zhenjun was sitting opposite an old man, both of whom were brewing two bowls of smoked tea.

The old man was wearing a gray shirt, his face was wrinkled, and he was old-fashioned. Even a pair of eyes were cloudy, but the momentum that was inadvertently revealed in his eyebrows, but it still made people's heart skip a beat, knowing that this old man is not What a simple character.

"Dad, I'm going to leave the capital." Chen Zhenjun glanced at the other party and said slowly.

And his dad, naturally, also showed the identity of the other party.

This old-fashioned old man is none other than the second-generation leader of the Chen family in the capital, Chen Bingzhang, Mr. Chen.

However, even if such a big man has retired, his influence is still extremely amazing. In the Chen family, Chen Bingzhang's influence is second only to the old man.

As for the relationship between Chen Zhenjun and him, there is no doubt that it is of course the father and son.

"Leaving the capital? Work-related matters?" Chen Bingzhang, Mr. Chen, was slightly startled and asked.

Hearing this, Chen Zhenjun shook his head and said slowly, "It's not a work thing, it's a personal thing. I want to go to Jiangnan."

"Personal affairs? Nonsense! Just look at this time... Wait, where do you want to go?" Chen Bingzhang said subconsciously and angrily, slapped the table with a slap, but while he was talking, he suddenly stunned.

"Dad, I want to go to Jiangnan." Chen Zhenjun said without expression.

"Jiangnan...is it because of Xiaolin?" The old man hesitated for a while before he asked with a complicated expression.

"Yeah. Today, Zhenru and I went to see Xiaolin again. I feel that if I don't take any action, I'm afraid I can only send the white-haired person to the black-haired person." Chen Zhenjun sighed.

"White-haired people send black-haired people?"

Chen Bingzhang's rough fingers trembled slightly, and he fell silent. After a while, he hesitated: "But on your grandfather's side, there is also Zhen Guo..."

"That's the kindness and grievance between them. It has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to care. When I went there this time, I just wanted to be the father of the patient and ask him to see a doctor for my son." However, the old man didn't finish his words, It was interrupted by Chen Zhenjun stiffly. He said lightly.

Hearing this, Chen Bingzhang, the old man Chen was slightly startled, and then he was silent again with a bitter smile. After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth and said: "Your grandfather's health has been getting worse and worse recently, and most of the time he can't hold it anymore. If he really falls down, the situation after our Chen family will probably be a little bit worse. trouble."

"That's why we have been listening to his old man's words so much for so many years and accommodating him everywhere. Of course, this is what we should do. However, after all, Xiaolin is my own son, so I can't let it go." Chen Zhenjun's tone was still the same, road.

"...Well, you're right. After all, Xiaolin is also my grandson, and I can't bear to let someone take his life and make a joke."

Chen Bingzhang, Chen Bingzhang suddenly changed his words, grinned and said: "If you want to go, then go, but remember it's best not to let people get caught, otherwise your election will become troublesome. After all, except for you In addition, many other people are also fighting for it."

"Dad, don't worry, I know what to do." Chen Zhenjun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and forced a smile.

However, Chen Bingzhang, Mr. Chen, has stopped answering his words. Instead, while stroking his reading glasses, he got up and walked to the front of the landline, and found a tattered phone book in a small wooden cabinet. He muttered to himself: "I remember that there should be Mr. Ming's phone number on it. Since we want to go there, let him know first to avoid any misunderstanding."

followed him and dialed someone's phone, walked outside and whispered.

(end of this chapter)