"You said, you said."

"I'm going to have surgery, are you injured or sick? Which department you need to live in, I'll contact you now."

“…”

When Director Qiu heard Mr. Yan Changsen on the opposite side say that he would have surgery at home, he paused.

Doing surgery at home? Is the legendary appendicitis of the kang head?

In the past, there was no way to do appendix surgery on the kang. It was a response measure that was extremely scarce at that time.

But that was something that happened many years ago. Now who is still having appendicitis at home?

Not to mention the rich man of Yan Changsen's level, even ordinary people now go to the hospital for an appendix to have their appendix. No! Suddenly, Director Qiu suddenly realized why Mr. Yan called himself? Shouldn't he contact him through his assistant?

People like him can't meet him at all. Even if other business partners want to meet him, they need to make an appointment in advance. Generally, they don't meet him for three or five days or about a week.

The schedule is full, and it is busier than the doctors who stand on the operating table every day.

Well, there is no comparison.

He called himself, and it must be that there was something big at home! Thinking of this, Director Qiu felt very excited.

"Mr. Yan, I must have done what you said. What is the disease of your relatives? I'll ask Tiannan's most powerful doctor for the operation?" Director Qiu asked in a low voice.

"Boss Zheng..."

At this moment, Director Qiu's heart suddenly started to stir up huge waves! He asked subconsciously: "Is Boss Zheng who just won the Nobel Prize?"

Although Mr. Yan acts a bit weird, he is indeed a big deal! Boss Xiao Zheng is a big shot. It is said that he is close friends with Master Yan and Master Song.

And he just won the Nobel Prize and was in the limelight.

A surgery at home actually invited Boss Zheng to come! It is said that Boss Zheng has a bad temper and has a big aura. Mr. Yan is powerful and powerful! Awesome!

"Okay, I'll contact the equipment now. I know the boss of a private hospital. The equipment is newly purchased and is a little more advanced than the ones in our hospital. Don't worry, go to your house as fast as possible."

"Continuous epidural...the worst angle, good! I must have prepared all the rescue medicines, and I will also carry the ventilator."

"No trouble, no trouble. I will think about the relevant matters immediately, and I will definitely not delay your affairs."

After hanging up the phone, Director Qiu had already made a decision. If it were just a rich man to look for him, he would not be very anxious. But if Boss Zheng was invited there, the matter became subtle.

When he returned, he was shocked to see the Feng Shui master, the face of the folk expert melting the ice, and his face was humble, and he was obedient to follow the call. He didn't even walk out, stood in his main position, constantly responding in a low voice.

What's wrong with this? Director Qiu was a little confused.

"If you have something to do in the master, I will leave first." The folk expert said casually, regardless of the feelings of the people present, leaving hurriedly as if no one else was around.

Director Qiu let out a long sigh, at least he had to take a step first if he had something to do. He was still afraid of the frigid folklore expert, really afraid of causing misunderstandings and causing endless trouble for himself.

The owner hurried to send off folklore experts. Director Qiu whispered that the hospital had an emergency surgery and his friends didn't care. Director Qiu just left like that, picking up the phone while walking, contacting the boss of the private hospital, and preparing various equipment and medicines.

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Soon Director Qiu called, and all kinds of equipment, medicines, and cut bags were prepared. He pulled them in a truck and agreed to a meeting place with Yan Changsen.

Time is tight, Yan Changsen is meticulous and made an appointment to meet at a location that could be reached at the same time.

In 2 hours and 12 minutes, Yan Changsen arrived at the location and saw a truck stopping. He immediately contacted him, but saw Director Qiu get out of a private car behind him, 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 have invited Boss Zheng, how can I not come?" Director Qiu said, "I am also curious, wanting to see what the legendary Boss Zheng looks like."

"These two are..."

“All experienced old nurses.”

"This time it involves..." Yan Changsen said, staring at the few people repeatedly, "It involves some things at home."

Director Qiu was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Mr. Yan in confusion, knowing that this person would briefly talk about what taboos there are.

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

Director Qiu was stunned, Master Yan! The person in front of him was actually Master Yan's son. In the blink of an eye, he thought about it all. No wonder he was so young and had a billion-dollar property, but he had no name on the list of rich people.

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 nurses accompanying him nodded cautiously and responded.

The three of them followed Yan Changsen into the car, led the way with a black car, and drove towards Congshan.

"Mr. Yan, why are you Mr. Zheng? I heard that this boss Zheng is not old and has a bad temper." Director Qiu asked in the car with a good letter.

"It was my old man who invited me." Yan Changsen said.

"It's a good luck to meet Master Yan." Director Qiu said with emotion. Tiannan believes in these things, 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 the people who are qualified to know are stingy, and most of them are just heard of.

Unfortunately, Yan Changsen rarely said anything. Even if he asked Director Qiu to help, he still looked worried when he was in the car.

After asking a few questions, Director Qiu also felt bored and stopped.

The trucks couldn't run fast, especially on the mountain road. When I returned to the old house in the mountains, it was almost evening. The afterglow of the sun shone a golden light in the mountains, which was very beautiful.

As he went up the mountain, people wearing simple Chinese clothes stood or sat, scattered among the mountains. Director Qiu felt a little strange at first. When he saw a person he knew, he was extremely surprised and speechless.

Her thin face and her eyebrows were extremely faint. Isn’t this the folk customs expert I just met during the meal?

But at the foot of the mountain, his cold expression as cold as an iceberg disappeared. All he had was caution. When he saw Mr. Yan Changsen Yan's vehicle, he and the people around him bowed and paid tribute, obediently and humble.

The big man who entered and left the mansion of the high-ranking houses could only stand at the foot of the outer mountain, not knowing what to do. After seeing this scene, Director Qiu felt awe-inspiring.

He glanced at the nurses who were accompanying him and told him repeatedly afterwards that he must not let them talk too much. Today's matter must involve some secret matters. If he talks too much, he will cause trouble for himself in vain.

Mr. Yan had already made it clear in advance that he must not talk too much, nor must he speak too much! Director Qiu repeatedly made psychological construction for himself.

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Chapter completed!