And just outside the room filled with the smell of bitter Chinese medicine, a middle-aged man with half-white hair in a suit was looking at the skinny and scary-looking comatose young man in the room with a distracted face, pursing his lips and not saying a word, but his eyes were slightly red, and his curled fingers were still trembling subconsciously.

Beside him was a middle-aged woman about his age, one hand tightly clutching his sleeve, the other hand holding her mouth, her eyes were blank, her body trembled slightly, and a line of tears slipped from time to time in her eyes.

"Minister Chen, Mrs. Chen, the time has passed. Why don't you go out first?" But at this moment, an old man dressed as a medical worker appeared from the side, looked at the two of them and sighed softly, and slowly spoke.

"Ahh......h Is the time already up?" The middle-aged man in a suit with half-white hair trembled slightly, and his tone sounded a little complicated.

Immediately after that, he patted the woman beside him in fear, and whispered: "Zhenru, when the time comes, let's go." ”

"Ah, it's time? so soon? Wait, let me take one more look at Xiaolin. Maybe it was because she felt that the middle-aged man with half-white hair slapped herself, and that kind of woman woke up like a dream and opened her mouth in a daze, but then she suddenly reacted a little fiercely and said loudly.

"Shhh

Seeing this, the half-white-haired middle-aged man frowned slightly, but then sighed, forcibly took the woman away, and left a sentence: "Doctor Mo, Xiaolin, he will leave it to you...... We'll see him in a few days. ”

"Well, go slowly, Minister Chen. ”

Hearing this, the old man of the medical staff nodded slightly, and then suddenly shook his head and sighed, with a complicated expression and was silent.

......

On the other side, when the middle-aged man forcibly took the middle-aged woman out of the courtyard, the latter suddenly broke free from his big hand without knowing where the strength came from, and said a little out of control: "Chen Zhenjun! Are you finished? Now that my son has become like this, is it possible that I, who is a mother, can't I stay here and look at him more? Your Chen family, isn't it too much!?"

At this time, if someone in the political arena is here, and hearing that he actually calls that middle-aged man Chen Zhenjun, he will definitely be immediately surprised! Because of this name, Chen Zhenjun, he is now the executive deputy minister of a certain ministry in Beijing, at the level of deputy minister, who holds real power, and usually only appears on television, but he did not expect it to be now......

"It's true, Xiaolin has become like this, I don't want to, it's just ...... It's me who is wrong, okay, don't be angry. If you fall ill again, what do you want me to do?" Hearing this, Chen Zhenjun's face was complicated and depressed, and he took the other party's hand and stroked it gently, with an indescribable sense of powerlessness in his tone.

Although he is now the executive deputy minister of a certain ministry that I don't know how many people envy, he is dignified and has real power in his hands, and it is very likely that he will go one step further and sit in a higher position in the upcoming general election.

But now he can't even save his son, he can only watch him tortured like that, getting thinner and thinner... This feeling is really unbearable, and it is unbearable.

"Hey, I ......"

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman who was called Zhenru trembled, and finally a look of exhaustion appeared on her face, and she was a little weak to speak: "I don't want to be angry with you, it's just ......"

"Don't worry, it's all old husbands and wives, I understand. Chen Zhenjun squeezed out a smile and said.

"What nonsense. ”

The middle-aged woman who had been made true shook her head, and suddenly said in a condensed tone: "The little miracle doctor in Mr. Xun's mouth...... Is there any news?" When she said this, her expression and tone were obviously a little strange, even Chen Zhenjun heard the same words.

"You mean... Not yet, it is said that the old lady has already sent someone over, but it doesn't seem to be going well. Mr. Ming doesn't seem to want our Chen family to contact that family. Chen Zhenjun said with a complicated expression.

"After all, they were driven out of the capital in the first place, of course...... But if you can't invite that little miracle doctor to come to the capital and see a doctor for Xiaolin, wouldn't it?" Speaking of this, the middle-aged woman's expression suddenly changed, and she was reluctant to continue.

"That's true, you said... That little miracle doctor, can really cure Xiaolin's disease?" Hearing this, Chen Zhenjun was silent for a while, and suddenly asked.

"Why do you ask this?"

The middle-aged woman known as Zhenru was slightly stunned, and then whispered with some uncertainty: "After all, it was personally recommended by the one from the Medical Holy Hall." With Mr. Xun's identity, he shouldn't talk nonsense, right?"

Hearing this, Chen Zhenjun's reddish eyes flashed, and he suddenly seemed to have made some kind of decision, and said, "Then since that's the case, I'll go to Jiangnan to meet that person in person... nephew. ”

"What are you talking about?Zhenjun, are you serious?" said the middle-aged woman with a look on her face when she heard this, and said with some surprise.

"Of course it's true. Xiaolin is already like this, and Dr. Mo is obviously helpless, if this continues, Xiaolin's situation is very likely to be bad. Chen Zhenjun nodded, frowned again, and said.

"Phew! Phew...... What nonsense. But aren't you in a critical period now?," the middle-aged woman hesitated.

"Xiaolin is my son, and I must fulfill my responsibilities as a father. Chen Zhenjun said lightly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman known as Zhenru was slightly stunned, and her eyes softened a lot when she looked at Chen Zhenjun again, and she said slowly: "Zhenjun, don't be too tired." Or I'll come with you. ”

"No need. ”

But Chen Zhenjun shook his head when he heard this, and said: "What happened back then was always a thorn, and now, Mr. Ming also has a conflict with his grandfather, and he doesn't want our Chen family to contact that family again." So I'd better go alone, it's troublesome when there are too many people. ”

"Well, alright...... When are you going to leave?" the middle-aged woman paused, then finally gave up and asked again.

"Early tomorrow morning. After all, I have to go back tonight and have a showdown with my dad first. Chen Zhenjun shook his head and said with a headache.

......

At night, in an inconspicuous courtyard study in an alley in Beijing.

Chen Zhenjun was sitting across from an old man with two bowls of smoky tea.

The old man was wearing a gray shirt, his face was wrinkled, he was old, and even a pair of eyes were cloudy, but the momentum that was revealed between his inadvertent eyebrows could still make people's hearts beat and understand that this old man was not a simple person.

"Dad, I'm going to leave the capital for a trip. Chen Zhenjun glanced at the other party and said slowly.

And his dad naturally showed the identity of the other party.

This old man is none other than Chen Bingzhang, the second-generation boss of the Chen family in the capital, Old Man Chen. This former official reached the deputy national level and entered the National Guoyuan, but now he has retired for a few years and is idle at home to retire.

However, even if this kind of big man has retired, his influence is still extremely amazing. In the Chen family, Chen Bingzhang and Old Man Chen's influence is second only to the old lady.

As for the relationship between Chen Zhenjun and him, there is no doubt that of course it is father and son.

"Leaving the capital?'s work?" Chen Bingzhang Chen was slightly stunned and asked.

Hearing this, Chen Zhenjun shook his head and said slowly: "It's not a matter of work, it's a private matter." I want to go to Gangnam. ”

Don't you know that now is the most critical moment for you, and whether you can go further to the position of minister depends on this time...... Wait, where do you want to go?" Chen Bingzhang subconsciously said angrily when he heard this, and slapped it on the table without light or heavy slap, but as he spoke, he was suddenly stunned.

"Dad, I want to go to Jiangnan. When Chen Zhenjun heard this, he said expressionlessly.

"Gangnam... Is it because of Xiaolin?" the old man hesitated for a while when he heard this, and then asked with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Hmm. Today, Zhenru and I went to see Xiaolin again, and I felt that if I didn't take action, I was afraid that I would have to send the white-haired people to the black-haired people. Chen Zhenjun sighed and said.

"White-haired people send black-haired people?"

Chen Bingzhang Old Man Chen's rough fingers trembled slightly, and he became silent, and only after a long time did he hesitate: "But your grandfather's side, there is also Zhenguo ......."

"It's a grudge between them, it has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to care. I just wanted to ask the father of the patient to see my son. However, before the old man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Zhenjun a little stiffly. He said lightly.

Hearing this, Old Man Chen Bingzhang was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly and fell silent again. After a long while, he slowly spoke: "Your grandfather's health has been getting worse and worse recently, and most of them have ...... I can't hold it anymore. If he really falls, I'm afraid there will be some trouble in the future of our Chen family. ”

"That's why for so many years, we've been listening to his old man and accommodating him everywhere, and of course that's how it should be. It's just that, after all, Xiaolin is my own son, and I can't let it go. Chen Zhenjun's tone was still the same, and he said.

“...... Well, you're right, after all, Xiaolin is also my own grandson, and I can't tolerate someone taking his life and joking. ”

Chen Bingzhang Old Man Chen suddenly changed his tone and grinned: "Since you want to go, then go, but remember that it's best not to let people grab the handle, otherwise your election will become troublesome." After all, in addition to you, many other people are also fighting. ”

"Dad, don't worry, I know what to do. Chen Zhenjun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said.

However, Chen Bingzhang Chen didn't answer him anymore, but stroked his reading glasses, got up and walked to the landline, and dug out a tattered phone book in a small wooden cabinet. He muttered to himself, "I remember that there should be Mr. Ming's phone number on it." Since you are going to pass, it is better to inform him first, so as not to have any misunderstandings. ”

Then he dialed someone's phone and went outside to whisper.