Cannon Fodder Is King

Arc 2.16

Duan Congyan's hands are getting better day by day. Without Xie Bowen's knowledge, Meng Zezhi has become a frequent visitor to Duan Congyan's bed.

Li Wenhuan and his subordinates have not appeared, and knowing the time when Wan Zi returned to Beijing, everyone's tense nerves slowly relaxed.

On this day in mid-September, Han Daqin returned from a dinner party and found Meng Zezhi with seven or eight gift boxes.

"Look, Uncle Xie, this is the saffron from Chongming, this is the Cordyceps from Nagqu, and this is an official bird imported from Malaysia..." Han Daqin opened these gift boxes one by one: "And this, one hundred and sixty years old Changbai Mountain wild ginseng."

Meng Zezhi looked at what Han Daqin was referring to, and raised his brow slightly: "Give it all to me?"

They all say that there is nothing to do with diligence, and that if you do not commit crimes, you will steal.

Han Da nodded, with a hippy smile, and told the truth: "I am also entrusted by others, please thank you for your help, Uncle."

Meng Zezhi touched his old face and had to admit that this century-old wild ginseng was still quite attractive to him.

"Oh?" He put down the jade pendant and carving knife in his hand, and said, "Let's talk about it?"

Looking at him, Han Daqin knew that things were half done. He quickly said: "It's an old friend of mine. The family is in the medicine business. He gave these supplements. His family bought a new building some time ago. The house, but within a few days of moving in, his daughter had an accident."

"What happened?"

Han Daqin organized the language: "The servant at home said that in the first few days, she saw her talking to the air several times, but she didn't say anything when she asked, and the servant didn't take it seriously. After all, when people are bored, It's normal to talk to yourself or something."

"Later, she couldn't refresh her energy no matter what she did, and people became more and more lethargic. In less than a few days, she lost seven or eight catties. Three days ago, after she passed out in class, she He never woke up. He was sent to the hospital and a series of tests were done. Apart from the weak body, nothing happened. The doctor could not tell why he came. My old friend wondered if his daughter was. Something is entangled in it."

"That's it," Meng Zezhi said, "then I'll go with you."

It wasn't all for the sake of Han Daqin's face, mainly because Meng Zezhi remembered that he still had a main task of 'becoming a well-known true magician' to complete.

The Hou family's affairs had already given him a strong sense of presence in the upper circles of the capital. If he could take advantage of this opportunity to expand some contacts, it would be great.

"Then it's settled." Han Daqin said hurriedly.

Early the next morning, under the leadership of Han Daqin, Meng Zezhi met his old friend.

Qian Qiguang's expression was haggard, his skin was dull, as if covered with a layer of dust, and his sunken eye sockets indicated that he had recently suffered from a severe lack of sleep.

He couldn't hide his excitement on his face: "Xie Daochang, I can't help you make a special trip this time, Qian is grateful."

Meng Zezhi stretched out his hand and gave him a hand, only saying: "Where, it is Mr. Qian's love for his daughter, who is heart-warming."

Hearing this, Qian Qiguang's face flashed with self-deprecation, and his smile was uglier than crying: "Thank you, do you think?"

"Let me see Ling Qianjin first!"