It was a quick flight from Weihai to Beijing, and it took more than an hour to arrive at Beijing Airport. Zuo Han looked at the sky and did not go to the place where he rented an apartment. He took a taxi directly to the 772 Hospital with his bag on his back.

Because of what happened to Zuo Tianming last time, Zuo Han didn't want to get too involved with the Zuo family. It was almost evening at this time, and the possibility of someone visiting Zuo Yuan was the lowest.

Zuo Han brought a Class A pass issued by the Security Bureau, and the south building of 772 Hospital was unimpeded. However, no matter what kind of pass it was, you were not allowed to bring extra items in. Zuo Han could store other things, but not Millennium Ginseng.

Looking at the big stick-like ginseng, the guard was curious and a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Zuo, you really can't bring this in." The guard in charge of the inspection said politely: "What's more, the chief's diet and medication are strictly regulated. You..."

Seeing that he couldn't do anything, Zuo Han thought for a while and said, "Is Zheng Wufeng here?"

Zuo Han was really worried about giving Thousand-Year Ginseng to others. Zheng Wufeng was one of the few people who could make him feel at ease.

"What a coincidence, Captain Zheng is not here today." The guard replied:

Zuo Han thought about it again and said helplessly: "Then Song Ya should be here, I can just find her."

Hearing Song Ya's name, the guard couldn't help but grin.

Song Ya has an elegant name, but her temperament is not elegant at all. Even if someone with a higher rank than Mr. Zuo comes, she dares to stop them from giving eye drops. Almost all of these people below have not loved and scolded her.

Of course, Zuo Han wouldn't want to find her if he couldn't help it.

The guard went to find Song Ya, while Zuo Han was waiting in the examination room. After a while, a man pushed the door in and made a sound.

"Who are you? Where is Xiao Liu?"

Zuo Han looked back and saw that when he first came here, he took him to see the bald man Zuo Shiji. Zuo Han didn't know his name, but he remembered that Zheng Wufeng called him Lao Zhao.

"Hello." Zuo Han stood up and said hello: "I'm here to see Mr. Zuo."

When Old Zhao saw it was Zuo Han, he frowned and said, "I didn't even pick a time when I came. The leader is having a meal right now."

"I brought something for Mr. Zuo and I'll be leaving soon." Lao Zhao's tone was obviously a bit harsh, and Zuo Han didn't bother to say more to him.

"The chief doesn't need anything from outside." Lao Zhao said unceremoniously: "If there's nothing else, you can come back another day."

Zuo Han didn't speak this time. He picked up the newspaper on the table and read it.

"You..." Lao Zhao paused, waved his hand and walked out of the examination room.

After going out and looking back twice, Lao Zhao walked outside the building and took out his mobile phone.

"Director Zuo, I didn't disturb your rest, I'm Xiao Zhao..." Old Zhao was smiling with a humble tone, completely different from before.

While Lao Zhao was on the phone, Song Ya, wearing a nurse's uniform, came down from upstairs and entered the examination room.

"Don't you have a Class A pass? Why don't you go in by yourself instead of asking me to do anything!"

As soon as Song Ya entered the door, she choked wildly.

Zuo Han raised his head and glanced at Song Ya, feeling a little unhappy.

It's really hard to behave properly. I have to face difficulties repeatedly when I give ginseng to my eldest brother to save his life. It's not as refreshing as before.

However, such days are enjoyable, but they are destined not to lead a peaceful life.

Zuo Han sighed secretly, raised his head and said to Song Ya: "I found the thousand-year-old ginseng, take it to someone to check it. If there is no problem, give Zuo Lao medicine as soon as possible."

"Mr. Zuo is not short of ginseng, and let's talk about the things outside..." Song Ya just choked subconsciously, and suddenly felt something was wrong, and blinked: "What did you say? Thousands, thousand years?"

Zuo Han said nothing, picked up the wooden box on the table and threw it away.

Song Ya opened the wooden box in confusion, and an intoxicating fragrance came out, which instantly made her feel dazed. After she regained her composure, she couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Song Ya has never seen large ginseng before, but the one in the wooden box is definitely the most special one she has ever seen. It is the size of an adult's forearm, and its whole body is glowing with an intoxicating luster and exuding an alluring aroma. It is simply

Like a work of art.

"Here, is this real or fake?" Song Ya wanted to reach out and touch it, but she didn't dare.

"There are so many experts and instruments in 772. Let's check it out and we'll know." Zuo Han stood up and said, "I don't feel comfortable leaving the ginseng to others, so I'll trouble you."

"What kind of ginseng? Let me take a look." After making the call, Lao Zhao turned back. Seeing the box Song Ya was holding, he subconsciously wanted to reach for it.

Zuo Han stepped forward, grabbed Lao Zhao's wrist, and said, "I'm sorry. This thing is very important, so you'd better not touch it."

Thousand-year-old ginseng is not a delicate thing, and it won't hurt if you touch it. But the eldest brother's position in Zuo Han's heart is extremely important, so how can he let unrelated people touch it at will.

Lao Zhao was grabbed by the wrist, and his face suddenly darkened: "I must be responsible for the safety of the leader. You ginseng has an unknown origin. Can't I even check it?"

"I've asked Nurse Song, so I won't bother you anymore." Zuo Han pushed gently and let go of his hand.

Although Lao Zhao was also affiliated with the Security Bureau, unlike Zheng Wufeng, he was an office coordinator and receptionist, and his body was not as good as that of an ordinary soldier. Zuo Han took a few steps back with just a slight push.

"You are so brave!" Old Zhao immediately became angry: "Nurse Song is just a medical staff and has no such right!"

Lao Zhao was an office worker and didn't like to stay in the security bureau. As Zuo Lao was admitted to the hospital, he hugged Zuo Shiji's lap. Zuo Shiji had opinions on Zuo Han, so naturally he had to take a stand

Stable. If you didn't have any scruples, you would just call the guards to take someone away now.

Song Ya's status is very special, but she does not have the right to directly review items. She was still hesitant at first, but as soon as Old Zhao interfered, Song Ya's temper immediately rose.

"If you want to know if I have any rights, go ask your director."

After saying that, Song Ya didn't even look at Lao Zhao, she took the ginseng and turned around and walked towards the elevator.

The guards standing there looked at each other, but no one said a word.

Zuo Han didn't look at Lao Zhao, showed his pass, and walked into another elevator.

Lao Zhao was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he didn't dare to say anything.

He can stand in line and express his position, but he dare not interfere directly.

While Lao Zhao was having his luck, he suddenly saw two people walking into the south building from the outside. He took a closer look and his face suddenly showed joy.

"Tianming, Mr. Jiang." Old Zhao trotted over with enthusiasm.

The visitors were none other than Zuo Tianming and Jiang Peng.

When Zuo Tianming saw it was Lao Zhao, he gave a symbolic hum.

Zuo Tianming disliked Lao Zhao very much. He talked about Tianming as if he was very close to him. If he hadn't been working as a guard in the south building and couldn't avoid Mr. Zuo when he visited him, Zuo Tianming wouldn't have ignored him.

Jiang Peng performed much better and said politely: "It turns out to be Captain Zhao."

Old Zhao smiled and said, "Are you here to see Mr. Zuo? I'll take you up."

Although no one in the Jiang family was an official, Lao Zhao vaguely knew that the Jiang family had a close relationship with Zuo Yuan, so he was extremely enthusiastic about Jiang Peng.

"No need." Jiang Peng replied politely: "Some time ago, my father came for a physical examination. I came to get him the examination report. Tianming came with me. Mr. Zuo should be having a meal at this time. I won't be here today.

Go ahead and bother me."

Old Zhao clicked his tongue and said: "The two young masters still understand the general situation and are not as ungrateful as some people."

Hearing Lao Zhao's compliment, Zuo Tianming's mouth twitched unnaturally.

They didn't want to see Zuo Yuan. They wanted to accompany him every day if possible. It was a reflection of their honor and status. Including Jiang Gaoye's so-called physical examination, they all found reasons to hang out in the hospital.

But Zuo Yuan asked them to be more busy with their own affairs and not to see his bad old man all the time. Even Zuo Shiji was only allowed to go once a week, and he was not allowed in if he went too many times. They, the fourth-generation juniors, were even less allowed to go there.

go.

These are nothing, but what makes Zuo Tianming unhappy is that Zuo Yuan insists on saying that Zuo Han is an exception and can come and go.

Jiang Peng thought about what Old Zhao said and asked, "Is anyone else here to see the old man today?"

"Here comes Zuo Han." Lao Zhao hummed, "Take a piece of broken ginseng dug out from nowhere and insist on giving it to Mr. Zuo."

Jiang Peng couldn't help but laugh: "The old man is not short of ginseng, but it is still a sign of filial piety."

Zuo Tianming curled his lips and was about to say something sarcastic when his heart suddenly moved. Thinking of what happened before, he blurted out: "Did he find a thousand-year-old ginseng?"

"Haha, how is that possible?" Jiang Peng heard what Zuo Tianming said about the bet about ginseng and laughed: "In this day and age, finding a century-old ginseng is a matter of luck. Thousand-year-old ginseng can only be found in movies.

found."

"Who says it's not?" Zuo Tianming said, but he felt uneasy in his heart. It was true that he hated Zuo Han, but after getting in touch with him, he felt more and more that Zuo Han was not a simple person.

At this moment, Zuo Tianming didn't even think about whether the thousand-year-old ginseng was authentic or not, he was only worried about whether he would really call Zuo Han uncle.

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"This, this, how is this possible..."

Director Sun of the 772 Hospital held a small piece of ginseng root in his left hand and a laboratory test report in his right hand. His eyes were as wide as those of an ox. There were also several gray-haired experts surrounding him, whose expressions were the same as those of Director Sun.

.

"What is possible and impossible? Don't just look at it, but give me a message."

Song Ya was stamping her feet anxiously on the side. Seeing several experts, she still ignored him and said angrily: "It looks like the ginseng is fake. I'll take it and throw it away."

After saying that, Song Ya turned around and walked towards the box placed on the table aside.

"no!"

Five or six veteran experts, including Dean Sun, were as agile as monkeys and surrounded the table where the ginseng was placed. One of them even climbed on top of the table and covered the ginseng with his arms.

"Who dares to touch me and fight him to the death!"

"This is a national treasure..."

Seeing how crazy some old experts were, Song Ya was dumbfounded and finally understood something. She said excitedly: "So, this is really a thousand-year-old ginseng..."

"Of course it's true!" Dean Sun swallowed and said, "Xiao Song, this matter is of great importance. You can't tell anyone except the people in this room and Mr. Zuo himself. Thousand-year-old ginseng

The value is far beyond your imagination.”

"Will it help Mr. Zuo's health?" Song Ya didn't care whether the thousand-year-old ginseng had any other value. She only cared about whether it could save Mr. Zuo's life.

Several experts laughed, and Dean Sun said confidently: "The specific efficacy requires further experiments. After all, no one knew what the effect of thousand-year-old ginseng could be. But one thing I can assure you,

Within eight years, Mr. Zuo's health will not be worse than that of us old men."

"Haha, great, I'll go tell Mr. Zuo right now." Song Ya turned around and ran out.

Dean Sun quickly shouted: "Remember, keep it secret..."

"I know..." Song Ya quickly disappeared.
Chapter completed!