Wan Yunting paused and said, "Sister Yan, please invite them to my consultation room. I'll be right there."
Sister Yan nodded, went out to bring Ruan Xingwen and her daughter to his consultation room to wait. Wan Yunting greeted Jiang Yichun and Gu Yuanbai, then hurried out, returning to his own consultation room. He looked at Ruan Xingwen and her daughter Song Moyi, "I'm sorry, President Ruan. I was out and delayed."
Yesterday, when he opened his phone, he had a missed call from Ruan Xingwen!
This was because Wan Yunting was supposed to perform acupuncture treatment for her daughter every two weeks.
The day before yesterday, Ruan Xingwen had called him but couldn't get through. Later, she heard from her daughter that Wan Yunting had been expelled from school. She later found out that the school rumored him to be a gang leader, which led to his expulsion.
When the news broke yesterday, Ruan Xingwen realized that Wan Yunting had recently gone to Yunnan and then to the Golden Triangle to apprehend drug dealers. Wan Yunting had also called her yesterday to explain, which was why she brought her daughter today.
"I didn't expect Doctor Wan to be a police officer," Ruan Xingwen said with a smile as she watched Wan Yunting go in to wash his hands and come out, sitting on a chair.
"No."
Wan Yunting saw the clean white coat hanging on the clothes rack. Clearly, Jiang Yichun had asked the cleaning lady to wash it, not willing to see him leave the hospital like this. This moved Wan Yunting. He put on the white coat and turned to Ruan Xingwen, smiling, "I just helped the police with something. I'm a TCM doctor now."
Ruan Xingwen nodded and smiled, "Not just any TCM doctor."
This comment made Wan Yunting smile. He beckoned to Song Moyi, "Student Moyi, come here. Teacher will check your pulse."
"Okay."
Song Moyi, wearing a small dress, was not in school today because it was Sunday. She went over and let Wan Yunting take her pulse. She said, "Teacher, when will you come back to teach us?"
Wan Yunting looked at her and smiled gently, "Teacher will have to wait for a while before I can go back to teach you. For now, you must listen carefully to Teacher Gu's lessons, understand?"
"Mhm, we like listening to Teacher Gu teach, and we like listening to you too," Song Moyi said with a cute smile.
Ruan Xingwen asked, confused, "Teacher Wan, now that things are cleared up, hasn't the school asked you to return to your position?"
Wan Yunting looked up at her, released Song Moyi's hand. Her congenital heart disease was basically stable. He asked them to prepare for acupuncture treatment on the medical bed behind the screen. Wan Yunting followed with a set of silver needles, sterilizing them in boiling water while smiling, "Principal Gu was just at the hospital and chatted with me. However, I still have some personal matters to attend to. I estimate I can return to school next month."
"Oh."
Ruan Xingwen nodded and said, "If you need any help, just let me know. Don't be polite."
Wan Yunting glanced at her, smiled, and nodded. After the needles were sterilized, he began acupuncture treatment for Song Moyi…
An hour later, Wan Yunting saw Ruan Xingwen and her daughter off…
There weren't many patients in the morning. By eleven o'clock, Wan Yunting bid farewell to Director Li and left the TCM department early. He drove directly to Ma Jianguo's old residential area…
"Ma…"
At this time, in the community park, Ma Jianguo and a few old friends were playing chess. With a snap, he moved a piece, "Here, checkmate!"
"Hey, Old Ma, that move is incorrect."
Old Wang, who was playing chess with Ma Jianguo, pointed at his move, "I just moved the elephant, and your horse came over. That's not right."
"What's not right?"
Ma Jianguo glared with his old eyes, acting like a mischievous old child and playfully arguing, "What's wrong with my horse coming from here? Old Wang, if you can't play, then don't. Let Old Zhou play."
"Bah, I can't play? It's clearly you, you old scoundrel, cheating…"
This Old Wang was also a retired old cadre. He was familiar with Ma Jianguo, and these old friends all lived in this community. They usually played chess and bickered, living a very carefree life.
Just as these two old men were bickering, Han Qizhi walked up with two bags of gift boxes. He looked very haggard now, due to his father's death, his nephew Han Yuze being murdered in England, and his elder brother Han Yutang being hospitalized with mental disorder. His elder brother had not yet returned from abroad.
At the same time, for some reason, his position as the mayor's secretary was also being made difficult by Mayor Hu, causing Han Qizhi great distress during this period.
Therefore, he visited Ma Jianguo every few days, hoping that he could intercede with Mayor Hu, and at the same time, help him connect, hoping Wan Yunting would let his Han family off the hook…
"Old Ma…"
Han Qizhi walked up with the gifts in his hands and cautiously greeted Ma Jianguo, who was setting up the chessboard, "This is some bird's nest and high-quality tea that I just bought from abroad…"
"Why are you here again!"
Ma Jianguo turned his head, his old eyes glancing at Han Qizhi with disdain, and waved his hand, "Go, go, go. I've told you that your Han family's downfall is deserved. I can't help you. Hurry up and leave, don't disturb our chess game."
Han Qizhi was stunned. Facing Ma Jianguo's attitude, he felt a pang of heartache but still forced a smile, "Old Ma, I know our Han family made mistakes, but please, Old Ma, think about the great contributions my father and I made to the country back then, and help our Han family…"
"Wait, Han Anhong made contributions to the country!"
Ma Jianguo turned his head, his old eyes glaring at Han Qizhi, and snorted coldly, "If it weren't for his flawed planning back then, our Huadu City's economy wouldn't be as backward as Shenzhen. And he made mistakes repeatedly. If it weren't for his age, and he couldn't withstand the blow, I would have fired him directly back then. How dare you mention him now."
"Furthermore, your elder brother's company developed over the years relying on your father's connections. As for the shady dealings your Han family conducted privately, don't think you can hide it from everyone."
"I'm telling you, the reason your Han family has reached this point is your own doing!"
"Hmph, if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked. Who can you blame!"
These words turned Han Qizhi's face pale, as if he had turned to ash…
After all, his elder brother's company had developed so rapidly because his father, Han Anhong, had handled connections behind the scenes. At the same time, Ma Jianguo's words clearly indicated that he knew about the shameless and despicable things his nephew Han Yuze had done to Fang Yanxi, which was why Ma Jianguo was so resolute in not helping their Han family one last time.
For a moment, Han Qizhi stood there silently with the gifts in his hands, his heart filled with despair, knowing that his Han family was completely finished this time.
Just then, a silver sedan drove into the community gate and parked in a parking space. Wan Yunting got out of the car. From a distance, he saw the pavilion in the community park where Ma Jianguo and Old Wang and others were playing chess. He walked over with a bag of fruit he bought on the way, and called out from a distance, "Old sir…"
Upon hearing the voice, Ma Jianguo poked his head out. Seeing Wan Yunting, his old eyes lit up immediately. He got up, squeezed past the old friends who were watching, and even pushed aside the nearby Han Qizhi, "Oh, ha ha ha, little Wan, you kid are back to see me, quick quick quick, play a game with me first. I've been waiting for you to play a game with me…"
The stunned Han Qizhi watched as Ma Jianguo enthusiastically pulled Wan Yunting over, which left him completely dumbfounded. He had never seen Old Ma be so friendly and enthusiastic towards a junior…