Haicheng, the red mud pavilion, the long fragrance of tea is refreshing.
Bu Li raises his hands and feet, his posture is simple and full of charm.
"Xiao Xie, are you ready to leave again when you come back this time?" Bu Ruotian asked.
It has been several months since the surgery, and he is recovering very well, with a rosy glow reappearing on his face.
"Since ancient times, I have always been content with what I have. I have earned enough money for several lifetimes, so there is no need to wallow in fame and fortune." Sitting opposite Bu Ruotian was a middle-aged elegant man.
The face is thin and angular, yet elegant yet somewhat sharp. But the words are gentle and gentle, which makes people happy to hear them.
"Brother, you can see it clearly. I have been working hard all my life. I really envy you to see you so free and unrestrained." Bu Ruotian said.
"Brother Bu, say something inappropriate." The elegant man smiled and said, "You have just recovered from a serious illness. Just let it go when it's time to let it go. Your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. There is no need."
"Haha." Bu Ruotian just smiled and said nothing.
The elegant man knew that Bu Ruotian was very interested in fame and fortune, which was the case when they were partners in the real estate business.
Such a thing as retreating from the rapids has never existed for Bu Ruotian. There will only be courage and diligence in him.
As old friends, we laugh at the grudges and pretend to forget them all. A good word of warning, there’s only so much you can do.
He smiled, changed the subject, and asked, "Brother Bu, do you know Mr. Zheng who performed the surgery on you at the First City Hospital?"
Bu Ruotian looked at the elegant man with a smile and said lightly: "Speaking of this person, I really envy you."
The elegant man smiled and did not answer.
"When I was sick, by chance, I happened to catch up with Professor Senyu coming to China to give lectures. I paid a lot of money to hire him to do the surgery. I thought that life and death were critical, but he was the best doctor after all."
The elegant man listened to Bu Ruotian's words while sipping tea.
The tea soup rose thickly, and he sniffed it first. The strong but not greasy aroma of ginger made him intoxicated.
"In the end, I didn't expect that Professor Senyu gave up, but it was Mr. Zheng who performed the operation by himself." Bu Ruotian said lightly: "Later I woke up and thought that maybe it was destiny and it was my turn to leave. I didn’t expect that when I went to the Imperial Capital for a follow-up checkup, my terminal illness was actually cured.”
"Brother Bu, you are in good health." The elegant man took a sip of the Dahongpao and praised: "The Dahongpao cultivated by Mr. Chen Dehua himself is indeed pure in taste. I have looked around the world over the past few years and found that I have no worries. But I have no fixed place to live. It’s rare to taste such good tea.”
Bu Ruotian smiled and said: "Xiao Li, when you thank Uncle Xie for leaving, take all the leftovers with you."
Bu Li nodded and smiled.
The elegant man was not polite and responded with a smile.
"Mr. Zheng asked the third child to thank him once. I thought that's it. He will have more experience in a few years, help him operate in the provincial capital, and give him a future." Bu Ruotian said: "But when I checked again in the imperial capital, I actually saw him there."
"Well, I heard from Yiren that she is doing research on new techniques."
"Old Qin from the provincial capital, you still remember it. We went to him to approve the land and took care of it a lot."
"Remember, it's all over."
"Yes, Lao Qin is the kind of person who gets paid to do things, and I keep his good qualities in mind. I thought about introducing Mr. Zheng to him as a foreshadowing if I go to the provincial capital in the future. But Lao Qin estimates He was unhappy and ran to the imperial capital by himself."
"Have you met?"
"Yes." Bu Ruotian's smile became even stronger. Seeing Qin Liren's surprise after such a turn, I still find it interesting in retrospect.
"Old Qin went to 912 to see the director for surgery. That director was the one who transferred Mr. Zheng to the Imperial Capital this time. At that time, Mr. Zheng developed a new technology that specifically treated Lao Qin's type of liver cancer with multiple small nodules."
The elegant man held hands and smiled.
What happens next goes without saying. They are all human beings. To this extent, no one would have imagined.
"I think Mr. Zheng is about the same age as my Bu Li, so I originally wanted to set things up. But brother, you are lucky, your little beauty got there first." Bu Ruotian said with a smile.
Bu Li's hand froze slightly, and a little tea soup spilled out.
The elegant man waved his hand and said with a smile: "When I came back, I didn't even see him. Young people nowadays, don't mention it."
"This young man is not bad. Xiao Liuzi has dealt with him several times and said he is honest and honest, and we can have a close friendship." Bu Ruotian said.
"Nowadays, the word zhengyi is not a good word."
"It depends on how capable you are. If you are not capable, you can help yourself in; if you are capable, it is just a casual matter."
"That's true."
"The third child also spoke very well of him, saying that he was as wise as a fool." Bu Ruotian said.
"It's over, it's over."
"That's not necessarily the case. Let's wait until you meet in person."
The two chatted for a while, mostly talking about various anecdotes over the years and people they knew back then. In the end, they couldn't help but feel emotional.
Life is like a dream, the ancients are honest and don’t deceive me.
The elegant man said goodbye without being too polite to Bu Ruotian, and left the red mud pavilion without eating.
After getting in the car, he said in a deep voice: "Go home."
The driver nodded silently and drove smoothly through the streets and alleys of Haicheng, all the way to the villa area north of the First City Hospital.
After returning home, the elegant man rang the doorbell.
"Aning, is it you?"
"Well, I'm back."
Opening the door and entering the house, a beautiful woman in home clothes, who looked about thirty years old, helped him take off his coat and asked, "Why are you back so early?"
"I heard what Lao Bu said, but I don't want to talk to him anymore. He is too old-fashioned and can't see through many things." Xie Ning said.
"It's okay not to talk. What did you say? How about the young man?" The woman suddenly flashed her big eyes with a curious look on her face. He looks exactly like what Xie Yi will look like when he grows up, every bit as good as before.
Xie Ning laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to scratch her nose, and said with a smile: "It is said that the more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes her son-in-law. You haven't even met yet, and you already like her?"
"The beauty is so simple, isn't that why I'm worried?"
"The information says that Director Kong from 912 took him to the Imperial Capital to set up a surgical research center. If he is less than thirty years old and can reach this point, his level is no problem. Lao Bu also said the same, don't worry about this."
Xie Ning pondered and said: "I have seen some young people who are amazingly talented and beautiful. It doesn't matter how far they can walk or how high they fly. With me here, even a puddle of mud can be stuck on the wall."
"As good as you are, I'll do whatever you want for dinner."
"I won't eat at home. I contacted Lao Pan and invited the department to have dinner in the evening." Xie Ning said: "I should always thank everyone for taking care of Yi Ren during this time."