Tang Xiaolan called several subordinates of his company to help, and took Luo Zhiyuan's car to the repair shop in an "Isuzu" mini truck, while Tang Xiaolan drove Luo Zhiyuan to the hospital for treatment.

Luo Zhiyuan did not refuse.

If it weren't for Tang Xiaolan, he wouldn't have done this. But since the fate in the dark made the two intersect in this thrilling form, Luo Zhiyuan didn't want to miss the opportunity. He wanted to take the opportunity to test Tang Xiaolan and see if he could find a valuable clue.

Tang Xiaolan drove the car and rushed towards the hospital. On the way, Luo Zhiyuan's pager rang, and An Guoqing's pager was again, asking him to call back immediately.

Luo Zhiyuan frowned and pinched the pager. Tang Xiaolan smiled and handed his elder brother over: "Reporter Luo, if you don't mind, please use my phone to reply."

Luo Zhiyuan nodded, "Thank you."

Luo Zhiyuan took over his elder brother and went back to An Guoqing.

"What's wrong with National Day?"

"Brother, Secretary Deng just called my dad and said that he lived in Room 303 of Anbei Hotel. It was fine tonight. If it was convenient for you, he wanted you to come and help him with acupuncture."

Luo Zhiyuan smiled bitterly and was about to refuse, but suddenly his heart moved. He glanced at Tang Xiaolan who was driving seriously, and raised his voice intentionally or unintentionally: "National Day, are you talking about Secretary Deng of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection?"

Luo Zhiyuan suddenly said something strange, and An Guoqing on the other end of the phone was stunned, "Brother, don't pretend to be confused when you understand... Isn't it Secretary Deng?"

"When will Secretary Deng come to Anbei?" When Luo Zhiyuan said this, the corner of his eyes fell on Tang Xiaolan's face, which suddenly changed color.

"Didn't you tell you that it was the one that was passed today. He will stay in your city for a few more days, and you don't have to run to the province - Secretary Deng said that this is what he meant. While he is in Anbei, you can help him completely cure the pain in his back."

"Okay. I happened to tell Secretary Deng about my father's affairs. On National Day, I tell you, my father is so unfair - he is an honest and sesame official, and he has no real power. Because he has a better relationship with Zheng Pingshan, he was taken away by the Discipline Inspection Commission... What do you think is this? It's nonsense!"

Luo Zhiyuan deliberately talked with An Guoqing, which made An Guoqing feel a little confused and kept humming haha.

Luo Zhiyuan glanced at Tang Xiaolan's face becoming more and more serious and ugly. He knew that the time was coming, so he hung up the phone and handed over the elder brother: "Thank you, Miss Tang."

Tang Xiaolan turned his head and looked at Luo Zhiyuan with a strange look and forced a smile, "You're welcome."

...

When they arrived at the hospital, Tang Xiaolan helped Luo Zhiyuan get out of the car, went to the emergency department to check in, and waited for a while.

A piece of skin was scratched on the lower part of Luo Zhiyuan's arm, and the same was true on his legs. The emergency doctor on duty quickly helped Luo Zhiyuan clear the wound, disinfect it, and then bandage it.

After seeing the disease, Luo Zhiyuan moved forward slowly, Tang Xiaolan followed closely and left the hospital's emergency department one after another.

The autumn wind is refreshing, and the night is as bright as water. Standing on the steps and looking up at the stars in the sky, Luo Zhiyuan turned around and looked at Tang Xiaolan and smiled, "Miss Tang, I'll just take a taxi back by myself, so I won't bother you."

Tang Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, walked up to him and said silently: "I'd better give it to you - where do you live?"

Luo Zhiyuan smiled softly: "Living Area of ​​Municipal Government Office."

Tang Xiaolan's beautiful mouth twitched obviously, and she walked forward a few steps, suddenly stopped and turned around and stared at Luo Zhiyuan, "Reporter Luo, are you the son of Cheng County County Magistrate Luo?"

Luo Zhiyuan pretended to be surprised: "Yes, Miss Tang, do you know my dad?"

Tang Xiaolan raised the corner of her mouth and said in a quiet voice: "Well, I know your dad. I had dinner together a few months ago."

Luo Zhiyuan was really surprised this time: "Is that so? I haven't heard my dad talk about Miss Tang."

Tang Xiaolan's mood suddenly became depressed, and she strode towards the parking lot, "Let's go, reporter Luo, I'll take you back!"

The two got into the car, and Tang Xiaolan was obviously a little unconscious when driving. Luo Zhiyuan silently observed her expression change, but did not speak up again to test it. He knew very well that Tang Xiaolan was an extremely smart woman. If he had more words, it would definitely arouse her high vigilance and the effect would be counterproductive. In fact, Tang Xiaolan must have been suspicious of him.

The car was speeding. As it was about to enter the door of the living area of ​​the government agency, Tang Xiaolan slowed down and pursed her lips and said softly: "Reporter Luo, I heard you call just now. Do you seem to know the leaders of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection?"

"Well, I know Secretary Deng of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection." Luo Zhiyuan did not hide any more and spoke straight to the point: "I have seen him with back pain before. This time Secretary Deng came to Anbei to investigate the case, so I asked me to go over and help him see his waist again."

Tang Xiaolan held the steering wheel tightly and paused, "Aren't you a reporter? Why did you become a doctor again?"

Luo Zhiyuan called him a haha: "Miss Tang, do you know that there is an old Chinese doctor named Mu Jingshan in our city?"

"I have heard of the miracle Doctor Mu, known as Mu Shenjian, and is a very famous old Chinese doctor."

"That's my grandfather. I learned a little bit of my grandfather's fur and occasionally played a guest appearance as a doctor."

Tang Xiaolan was good at speaking and breathed a long sigh. Then he stopped talking. He drove into the living area and drove to the downstairs of the Luo family according to Luo Zhiyuan's instructions.

"Miss Tang, I'm here. Thank you for sending me back. I'll spend money tonight." Luo Zhiyuan made a joke and was about to get off the car when he pushed the door open.

Tang Xiaolan hesitated and turned his head and smiled, "Reporter Luo, leave me the contact information--"

Immediately, she immediately explained and added: "When your motorcycle is repaired, I can let you contact you. By the way, this is my business card, with my phone number on it. If your body is still uncomfortable, come to me at any time, and I will be responsible for you."

Luo Zhiyuan smiled, took her business card, put it in his pocket, then took out a pen from his bag and wrote down his paging sign and the phone number at home in his notebook, tore it off and handed it over: "Ms. Tang, goodbye!"

After saying that, Luo Zhiyuan pushed the door and got out of the car, limping into the building.

Tang Xiaolan did not get out of the car, and sat silently in the driving position and stared at Luo Zhiyuan's back. The smile on his pretty face instantly disappeared, and his eyes flashed.

Luo Zhiyuan entered the house. When his mother Mu Qing saw that he was injured, she was shocked and hurried over and supported him: "Son, what's wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!