Jiang Yihan felt guilty after being seen, but he still tried his best to hide it, pretending not to understand:

"I met her at the airport during the day. She is beautiful and gentle. She must be a good mother."

"Yeah?"

Shao Zhanlin was noncommittal, his eyes lingered on his face for a while before he said: "I will consider what you said. Go to bed!"

Four simple words, announcing that today's father-son night is over.

Jiang Yihan also accepted it and responded obediently: "Then dad, you have a good rest, and I won't disturb your work."

After saying that, Jiang Yihan left the study room briskly.

Unknown to him, Shao Zhanlin's eyes followed his back for a long time, his eyes full of inquiry.

…

The next day.

Jiang Nuantang got up early in the morning, simply put on light makeup, gave the two little guys a farewell kiss, and told them to stay at home, then left the apartment and drove to the company.

I left early and there were not many people on the road. Twenty minutes later, the car drove steadily into the Shaw Group underground parking lot.

After parking the car, Jiang Nuantang got out of the car and was about to go upstairs. As soon as he turned a corner, he saw an old man leaning on a pillar on the ground.

With the faint light, you can faintly see a layer of sweat on your forehead.

Without time to think about anything else, Jiang Nuantang hurried over: "Grandpa, are you okay? Can you hear me?"

After calling a few times but getting no response, Jiang Nuantang reached out to his wrist without saying a word. The more she listened to the pulse, the darker her face became.

After a while, Jiang Nuantang took back his hand and searched in the old man's pocket again, but could not find any emergency medicine.

There was no time to waste. Jiang Nuantang pursed her lips lightly, took out a box from her bag and opened it. Silver needles of various lengths were soaked in alcohol.

Jiang Nuantang took one from it, found an acupoint behind the old man's ear and at the base of his neck, and inserted it into it. He gently twisted it a few times before slowly pulling it out.

As the silver needle was pulled out, the unconscious old man slowly woke up. Seeing the gold-encrusted silver needle in Jiang Nuantang's hand, the old man's eyes flashed with surprise, but he soon returned to normal and looked at Jiang Nuantang.

Ran said:

"Little girl, did you save me?"

The words were interrogative, but the tone used was affirmative.

"I was just about to go upstairs and saw you lying on the ground, so I came over to take a look."

Jiang Nuantang did not deliberately conceal it. Seeing that his eyes were still on the needle in his hand, he touched the back of his head and explained awkwardly:

"Originally, I wanted to see if you had any medicine on you, but I couldn't find it, so..."

With the development of the times, most modern people advocate Western medicine. It is inevitable that there will be resistance to the unpopular techniques of traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture. She would not have taken out the silver needles just now if the situation did not allow it.

Now it ends a bit badly.

When Jiang Nuantang was in trouble, he saw the old man raised his lips, smiled and comforted:

"Don't worry, you just saved me. I didn't have time to thank you, so how could I question you? I'm just surprised to see you have such superb medical skills at such a young age."

It's not that the old man was exaggerating. His physical problems were caused by being shot on the battlefield when he was young. No matter how many doctors he saw, there was no improvement.

Every time I got sick, I could only rely on painkillers to relieve the pain. Just now, the pain was so unbearable that I fell asleep.

Now when I wake up, there is no pain at all.

Tell him how not to be surprised.

"You flatter me."

This was not the first time that Jiang Nuantang was praised for her medical skills, but it was not for her status, so she felt a little astringent. In order to relieve the heat on her face, she put the silver needle away and put it back, and took out a candy from her bag.

jar.

"This is a candy pill I made myself. If you don't mind, you can put it on your body and eat it as a snack on weekdays."

Jiang Nuantang said it in an understatement, as if it was really an ordinary sugar pill.

But in fact, if anyone who knows anything sees it, they will know that this box of candy pills is not an ordinary candy.

Instead, it is refined from a variety of valuable rare medicinal materials, and it has a price but no market.

Now, she took it out lightly and there was a box of it!

Looking at today, he is by no means an ordinary arrogant person.

"Okay, thank you, little girl."

The old man did not know the magical effects of this medicine, but out of trust and affection for the little girl, he accepted the sugar bowl without any doubt, and treasured it very much and put it in the lining pocket of his clothes for safekeeping.

After doing all this, the old man stood up with crutches. Jiang Nuantang subconsciously gave him a hand. The old man took her actions into consideration, and there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes. After standing, he looked at her and said:

"Look, you saved me, and I haven't even thanked you yet. You gave me sugar pills again. It's still early, so why don't I treat you to breakfast..."

Jiang Nuantang's grandparents passed away when she was very young, but their care for her was deeply imprinted in her mind. Facing such a kind-hearted old man made the soft part of her heart feel hot.

I almost couldn't bear to refuse.

But thinking that today was his first day at work and he would have to go through the entry procedures later, Jiang Nuantang finally soberly declined the old man's kindness.

The old man was a little disappointed after learning that she had something to do, but he still accepted it happily and handed her a gold-gilt business card.

"Since you don't have time, I won't force you. Here is my contact information. If you have anything to do in the future, just call me. If you have nothing to do, you can also ask me, this old man, out for morning tea."

The relaxed words relieved the depressed atmosphere caused by Jiang Nuantang's rejection, and also eased the guilt in Jiang Nuantang's heart. She nodded with a smile, took the business card, and saw the three characters "Shao Hongjun" written on it.

The surname Shao is not common.

Looking at the other person's extraordinary bearing, Jiang Nuantang guessed the other person's identity in just a moment.

But she didn't say anything. She said goodbye to the old man with a normal expression and walked towards the elevator entrance.

After she left, a man who looked like a housekeeper hurried over with a bottle of medicine in his hand.

"Master, the medicine is here, hurry up..."

The housekeeper was about to urge the old man to take medicine when he saw the old man standing there lively and vigorously. He showed no trace of the previous pain and discomfort. He was even more energetic than usual. He was stunned on the spot. It took him a long time to find his voice and asked in shock.

:

"Master, are you okay?"

Shao Hongjun looked at the excitement on the face of the old man who had been with him for decades. In fact, his heart was not much better than him, but he still cleared his throat and pretended to be calm:

"It's okay. I just met a little girl who gave me a shot. Now I feel relaxed all over."

As he said this, the master and servant looked at each other and laughed.

"Let's go! Go see my unworthy grandson."
Chapter completed!