"Xiao Su, Ding Yang is my son-in-law. He has just been transferred to our Jiangnan Province. He is a newcomer and needs you to take care of him in the future." Just as Su Tiezheng was confused, Yan Zhengfeng suddenly said with a smile.
Hearing this, Ding Yang frowned slightly, subconsciously looked up and glanced at Su Tie, a trace of disdain flashed in his heart. With his current status in the army, why should a small doctor take care of him?
However, in front of his father-in-law, he couldn't say anything, so he could only lower his head and sneer.
Su Tie didn't care too much, just smiled and waved his hand and said, "Old Yan, you are joking. Mr. Ding is a school-level officer at a young age. How can I take care of him? I, a doctor, still want him to do this.
The soldiers are here to protect them.”
As he spoke, he deliberately or unintentionally glanced at Ding Yang's two bars and one star epaulette, and felt thoughtful.
Although he is not a soldier, he also knows that China has extremely strict requirements for the promotion of soldiers' ranks.
It takes at least thirteen to fourteen years from a recruit to a major. Even if you join the army at the age of eighteen, you will be the highest officer at the age of thirty.
And Ding Yang is less than thirty years old and can hold the rank of a school-level officer, which is obviously extraordinary.
Hearing Su Tie's praise, Ding Yang smiled proudly and said, "Doctor Su is polite. If you cure my father-in-law's illness, you will be the best benefactor of our family. If you have any places you need help in the future, you can find them at any time.
I can basically settle the matters in Linjiang with my connections in Jiangnan Province.”
He seemed to be expressing his gratitude to Cyprus, but in fact he deliberately showed his strength in front of Cyprus.
Yan Zhengfeng didn't think so much, and he responded with a smile: "Yes, Xiao Su, if you have something to use Ding Yang in the future, just give orders at any time."
Su Tie nodded slightly, then said, "Old Yan, I don't know what happened in the future, but now I'm so hungry that I can't let me drink the northwest wind to fill my hunger, right?"
"Blame me, it's all my fault that I'm so excited that I forgot about this. The wine and food have been prepared long ago. So let's go in and talk?" Yan Zhengfeng said with a smile.
Then, he pulled up Cyti's arm and said with a smile: "Xiao Su, I won't say much about the extra word "Thank you". Today you want to drink a few more drinks with me."
Hearing his words, Ding Yang hurriedly stepped forward and whispered: "Dad, your illness is just right, and you shouldn't be able to drink alcohol for the time being. Moreover, Dr. Zhao from Jinling also said that you have severe hypertension.
I think I'd better quit drinking."
"If you quit drinking, then you might as well kill me." Yan Zhengfeng frowned and said impatiently: "You don't need to worry about this. My illness has been cured long ago. Drinking a few glasses of wine is nothing."
"Yes, Mr. Yan's illness has almost cured. It's okay to drink a little wine. Instead, he feels better and it's good for his health." At this time, Su Tie also said hurriedly.
"Well said, I love to hear Xiao Su's words. If I don't let me drink, I'd better die." Yan Zhengfeng nodded repeatedly.
Then, he hugged Cyti's shoulder and walked into the community with a chat and laugh.
Seeing this scene, Ding Yang's already ugly face became increasingly astonished.
He was a little suspicious for a moment, who was Yan Zhengfeng’s real son-in-law, or Su Tie.
After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and looked at Yan Yiheng beside him, and asked in confusion: "Yiheng, where does this boy named Su come from?"
"Oh, Mr. Su is a doctor at Linjiang Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. He seems to be the director of the dermatology department. Uncle, what do you want to do?" Yan Yiheng said curiously.
"It's nothing, just ask." Ding Yang replied coldly, then couldn't help but look at Su Tie again, and the disdain in his heart became even stronger.
He originally thought that Cyprus held an important position in the Chinese medicine hospital, such as vice president, dean, etc., but he turned out to be a small department director. He had never seen a person of this level in the past.
"Uncle, Doctor Su Xiao's medical skills are indeed good. I heard that you have the old problem of rheumatism. If you have the chance later, you can ask him for help." Yan Yiheng hesitated for a moment and said with a hurried smile.
Ding Yang smiled disdainfully and snorted coldly: "What a miracle doctor? I think the genius is almost the same."
"Uncle, what do you mean?" Yan Yiheng was stunned for a moment, subconsciously turned around and glanced at Ding Yang. Seeing that the other party was cold, his doubts became even more intense.
But he didn't care, but continued: "Uncle, don't look at Mr. Su's young, but his medical skills are indeed very good. I can testify."
"Haha, no matter how good his medical skills are, he can still be better than those well-known foreign experts in PricewaterhouseCoopers and professors at Jinling Medical University. Even these people dare not call themselves miraculous doctors. Why is he?"
Ding Yang snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "Yiheng, the old man is old, it is understandable to be a little confused. You are young, how can you believe his nonsense? You are also a miracle doctor and can cure all kinds of diseases. He will say this in a few days.
Do you believe that you can live forever?"
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the community without waiting for Yan Yiheng to explain.
Seeing this, Yan Yiheng was a little confused and subconsciously touched his head, not understanding why Ding Yang had such deep malicious intentions towards Cycad.
But he didn't think too much, but hurriedly followed.
...
"Xiao Su, last time there were too many people in the family, and I couldn't tell you a lot about it. Today, there are no other guests at home, so you and I can speak freely." Walking along the bluestone path along the lake, Yan Zhengfeng suddenly turned around and looked at him.
Cycad said with a faint smile.
Su Tie paused slightly, then hurriedly said: "Old Yan, I have no other questions. I just want to know who was hurt by your injury?"
"This matter is a long story. If you are really interested, you might as well wait until you finish this meal and I will explain it in detail with you. In addition, I also have some questions to ask you, and I hope you can answer truthfully then." Yan Zhengfeng was busy.
Said.
Before Su Tie answered, he continued, "Of course, if you don't want to say it, then today's meal will be regarded as my thanks for your life-saving grace. You will still be my benefactor of the Yan family in the future. But I was injured and I couldn't do it with me.
You said in detail.”
When Su Tie heard Yan Zhengfeng's words, he was a little hesitant. He didn't know what questions Yan Zhengfeng wanted to ask him, but once the other party asked about the cultivation of Taixuan Sutra, he really didn't know how to answer.
First of all, this matter is too mysterious and normal people will not believe it at all. Secondly, he still understands the principle that a man is guilty of being guilty. Such wonderful Dharma and supernatural powers are inevitable that others will not be moved.
If he is taken care of by someone with a heart, he will be in danger. After all, he can't ignore everything now.
It was just Yan Zhengfeng's injury, which was really strange. He really wanted to find out the truth, so for a moment, he was a little hesitant in his heart.
"Xiao Su, you don't need to make a decision immediately. You can wait until the meal is over before talking." As if guessing Su Tie's thoughts, Yan Zhengfeng smiled quickly and then said: "It's almost here, I'll cook myself at noon today,
You will also try my skills later."
"Okay, then I want to see it." Su Tie nodded and responded, still thinking about Yan Zhengfeng's words just now.
While talking, the two came to the villa, sat for a while, and the banquet officially began.
Since it was just an ordinary family banquet, there were no other guests. Apart from Yan Zhengfeng and Yan Yiheng, there were only Ding Yang and Yan Feifei and his wife to accompany him.
As soon as he sat down, Yan Zhengfeng quickly took out a bottle of red wine, poured a glass of Cycad alone, raised his hand and smiled, "Xiao Su, try this wine quickly, this is an old wine I have treasured for decades."
Cyti nodded, quickly picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Suddenly, a sour smell surged into his throat. The strong and irritating smell almost made him unable to help but vomit it out.
"Xiao Su, how about it? The taste is good?" Yan Zhengfeng seemed to have expected it, and asked while laughing.
"Not really, I won't drink fake wine anymore." Su Tie shook his head and smiled bitterly, a little confused about what Yan Zhengfeng means.
Yan Zhengfeng shook his head with a smile and said hurriedly: "The taste of this wine is indeed not very good, but... the meaning behind this wine is really not simple."
As he spoke, he hurriedly handed the bottle of wine to Cyti and smiled and said, "Xiao Su, I won't talk about it for now. Why don't you let you guess what the significance of this bottle of wine is?"