Chapter 2552 So That's It

"You say, you say."

"Do you need an operation, are you injured or sick? Which department do you need to live in? I'll contact you right away."

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When Director Qiu heard that Mr. Yan Changsen, who was opposite him, said that he was going to have an operation at home, he paused.

Surgery at home? Is it the legendary Kang head appendicitis?

Director Qiu knew that there was such a thing as Kangtou's appendix surgery when he was studying in the imperial capital. There was no way to do it. It was a contingency measure for the extreme shortage of medical resources at that time.

But that was all many years ago, who is still doing appendicitis at home now.

Not to mention Yan Changsen's level of rich people, even ordinary people are now going to the hospital to have their appendix removed. wrong! Suddenly, Director Qiu suddenly realized why Mr. Yan called himself? Shouldn't he contact himself through his assistant?

He's the kind of person he usually doesn't even meet. Even if other business partners want to meet, they need to make an appointment in advance. Generally, they don't see each other for three to five days or a week.

The schedule is full, busier than a doctor standing on the operating table every day.

Well, there is no comparison.

He called in person, it must be something important at home! Thinking of this, Director Qiu felt hot in his heart.

"Mr. Yan, I will definitely do what you said. What kind of disease is your relative? I will ask the most powerful doctor in Tiannan for surgery?" Director Qiu asked in a low voice.

"Boss Zheng..."

All of a sudden, director Qiu's heart set off a huge wave! He asked subconsciously: "Is it Boss Xiao Zheng who just won the Nobel Prize?"

Although Mr. Yan's behavior is a bit weird, but it really is a big deal! Boss Xiao Zheng is a big shot, and it is said that he is close friends with Master Yan and Master Song.

And they just won the Nobel Prize, and they are in the limelight.

An at-home operation actually invited Boss Zheng to come! It is said that Boss Zheng has a bad temper and is very airy, but it is Mr. Yan who is very capable and powerful! sharp! !

"Okay, I'll contact the equipment right away. I know the owner of a private hospital. The equipment is newly bought and is a little more advanced than our hospital. Don't worry, we will go to your home as soon as possible."

"Consecutive epidurals...worst angle, okay! I must have all the emergency medicine and the ventilator."

"Don't bother, don't bother, I'll think about related matters right away, and I won't delay your business."

After hanging up the phone, Director Qiu had already made a decision. If it's just a rich man looking for him, he won't be in a hurry. But when Boss Zheng was invited over there, the matter became more subtle.

When he came back, he was surprised to see the ice melted on the face of the Feng Shui master and folklore expert, and he was also answering the phone with a humble and obedient face. He didn't even go out, stood on the main seat, and kept answering in a low voice.

What's going on here? Director Qiu was a little puzzled.

"The teacher has something to do, so I'm leaving first." The folklore expert said casually, regardless of the feelings of the people present, and hurried away as if no one else was around.

Director Qiu let out a sigh of relief, at least he didn't need to say that he had something to do first. He was still afraid of that frost-faced folklore expert. He was really afraid of causing misunderstandings and causing endless troubles for himself.

The owner hurried to send the folklore expert, Director Qiu whispered that the hospital had emergency surgery, but his friend didn't care. Director Qiu left just like that, picked up the phone while walking, contacted the owner of the private hospital, and prepared various equipment and medicines.

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Director Qiu soon called, and all kinds of equipment, medicines, and cutting bags were ready. Pulled by a truck, agreed with Yan Changsen to meet.

Time was running out, and Yan Changsen was very thoughtful, so he made an appointment to meet at a location that happened to arrive at the same time.

At 2 hours and 12 minutes, Yan Changsen saw a truck just stop when he arrived at the location. He contacted immediately, but saw director Qiu get out of a private car behind, and there were two nurses with him.

"Director Qiu, why are you here?" Although Yan Changsen was anxious, he got out of the car and exchanged greetings.

"You invited Boss Zheng here, so why don't I come?" Director Qiu said, "I'm also curious, and I want to see what the legendary Boss Xiao Zheng looks like."

"These two are..."

"They are all experienced old nurses."

"This time it involves..." Yan Changsen said, staring at several people repeatedly, "It involves some family matters."

Director Qiu was stunned, and he looked at Mr. Yan puzzled, knowing that he would briefly explain what he was taboo next.

"My father... is what you call Master Yan." Yan Changsen said.

Director Qiu was stunned, Master Yan! The person in front of him turned out to be Master Yan's son. In a snap of his fingers, he wanted to understand everything. It's no wonder that he is sitting on tens of billions of property at such a young age, but he doesn't have a name on any rich list.

I see!

"Don't worry, I won't go out and talk nonsense." Director Qiu said cautiously: "Is it Master Yan's business?"

Yan Changsen nodded.

Director Qiu turned around and explained a few words, and the two accompanying nurses nodded solemnly in response.

The three followed Yan Changsen into the car, and the black car led the way, heading towards the mountains.

"Mr. Yan, how did you invite Boss Zheng? I heard that this Boss Zheng is young but has a bad temper." Director Qiu asked confidently in the car.

"It was invited by my old man." Yan Changsen said.

"It's really lucky to get to know Master Yan." Director Qiu said with emotion. Tian Nan believes in these, and many ancient rituals are still being performed.

There are not many people who know Master Yan's name, but there are also many. Most of those who are qualified to know are stingy, and most of them just hear about it.

It's a pity that Yan Changsen said very little, even if he asked Director Qiu to help, he still put on a preoccupied look when he was in the car.

After asking a few words, Director Qiu also felt bored, so he stopped.

The van is not fast, especially on mountain roads. It was almost evening when we returned to the old house in the mountains, and the afterglow of the sun cast a golden light on the mountains, which was really beautiful.

Along the way up the mountain, there are intermittent people wearing simple Chinese clothes standing or sitting, scattered among the mountains. Director Qiu felt a little strange at first, but when he saw someone he knew, he was so surprised that he was speechless.

With a thin face and extremely pale eyebrows, isn't this the folklore expert I met at the dinner just now?

It's just that at the foot of the mountain, his expression as cold as an iceberg before was gone. Some are just cautious. When they saw the vehicle of Mr. Yan Changsenyan, he and the people around him bowed and respected, submissive and humble.

The big shots who came in and out of the high-end mansions could only stand at the foot of the outer mountain at this moment, not knowing what to do. After seeing this scene, Director Qiu felt awe-inspiring.

He glanced at the accompanying nurses, and must repeat a few words afterwards, and must not let them talk too much. Today's matter must involve some secret things, and if you talk too much and miss it, you will bring trouble to yourself for no reason.

Mr. Yan had already made it clear in advance that he must not talk too much, absolutely not too much! Director Qiu repeated psychological construction for himself.

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Note: I'm sorry, I originally planned to have two more chapters today, so I'll just finish it. But when proofreading the manuscript, I found that my hand was slippery. After all, it is about a fantasy origin, and when encountering this kind of story about crossing the sky, the whole person boils. It is undergoing major changes, read it a hundred times silently, this is urban literature, and we are materialists. He paused at the corner to reflect, and tapped lightly.