Su Tie hesitated for a moment, then quickly took the red wine handed over by Yan Zhengfeng and glanced at it briefly.
I saw that the bottle of red wine was very old, and even the writing on the packaging had become very blurry, and the manufacturer and age could not be seen at all.
However, from the shape and material of the bottle, Su Tie could still tell that this wine was not very good, even inferior to the red wines on the market that cost tens of dollars a bottle.
At such a family dinner, Yan Zhengfeng brought out such a bottle of low-quality red wine to entertain him, which really made him confused about the other party's intentions.
Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood and a hint of gunpowder smoke at the mouth of the bottle.
"Could it be that this wine was seized from the battlefield?" After pondering for a moment, Su Tie hurriedly looked up at Yan Zhengfeng and asked curiously.
Yan Zhengfeng's face changed slightly, and he said with some surprise: "Yes, I did find it from the corpses of the enemy soldiers after a fierce battle. Mr. Su is indeed Mr. Su. He can even guess this. I admire it."
Su Tie waved his hand and didn't say much. In fact, based on Yan Zhengfeng's identity and the clues, he could easily guess it.
The only thing that he couldn't figure out was still why Yan Zhengfeng entertained him with this bottle of wine.
Just when Su Tiezheng was confused, Yan Zhengfeng suddenly said seriously: "Actually, the injuries in my body were also sustained in that fierce battle."
After hearing Yan Zhengfeng's words, Yan Yiheng, who was drinking tea with his head down, suddenly changed his expression and looked over hastily, looking forward to what the other party would say next.
Ding Yang also raised his head suddenly. Over the years, he had only heard that Yan Zhengfeng was seriously injured on the battlefield, but he really didn't know how.
Yan Zhengfeng did not say any more, but waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's all in the past, so don't mention it. Xiao Su, come and have a drink. Let's have a taste of this wine."
"Dad, I remembered that you have treasured this wine for decades. You also said that you want to pass it down from generation to generation as a family heirloom. I didn't expect that you would use it to entertain Dr. Su today." At this time, he never spoke.
Yan Feifei suddenly said loudly, with a bit of jealousy in her tone.
"Haha, that's because I haven't met anyone qualified to let me open this bottle of wine before. Now is the time." Yan Zhengfeng looked at Su Tie with a smile, his eyes full of appreciation.
After hearing Yan Zhengfeng's words, Ding Yang, who was already in a bad mood, his face suddenly darkened again.
He comes from a military family, and he has already achieved a school-level military rank at a young age. Even if you look at the entire Jiangnan Province, he is still the best. However, his status in the eyes of his father-in-law is not even as good as that of a small doctor. It really feels like a lump in his throat.
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Yan Feifei was also a little unhappy. She pouted and said coldly: "Dad, what do you mean by this? Isn't our Ding Yang not qualified enough to let you open this bottle of wine?"
"Feifei, that's not what I meant, nor did I say that Ding Yang is not good. If he is not good, can I let you marry him?" Yan Zhengfeng frowned slightly and said loudly.
After hesitating for a moment, he coughed dryly and said: "Feifei, don't make trouble, there are guests here, please pay attention."
Yan Feifei, however, remained unyielding and shouted: "Dad, if that's not what you meant, why didn't you serve Ding Yang with this wine when he came to our house?"
"This... mainly, this..." Yan Zhengfeng was immediately stopped by the question. He didn't know how to answer for a moment, and his old face turned red with anxiety.
His original intention was to use this wine to show his sincerity to Su Tie, hoping that Su Tie could be honest with him, but he couldn't say it in public, and now that his daughter was questioning him, it really made him a little embarrassed.
Especially when he saw Ding Yang's expression becoming serious, he was even more confused about whether to laugh or cry.
Seeing this situation, Su Tie suddenly wanted to laugh.
Naturally, he could guess what Yan Zhengfeng meant. He hesitated for a moment and then said hurriedly: "Mr. Yan, I didn't expect that this wine of yours is so precious. I accept your offer, but I don't think I'll drink it anymore."
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"Then... Okay, I'll drink it later. Let's drink something else today." Yan Zhengfeng hesitated for a moment and glanced at Su Tie gratefully.
If Su Tie hadn't helped him out, he really wouldn't have known how to explain it to his daughter.
Yan Feifei and Ding Yang didn't know this, and they still couldn't figure out why Yan Zhengfeng was so polite to an unknown junior.
"Xiao Su, I heard from my dad that you are a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. I don't know which hospital you work in. You should have only been working for a few years." Halfway through the meal, Yan Feifei asked suddenly.
Seeing the other party's arrogant attitude, Su Tie couldn't help but hesitate, and after a moment, he answered: "Linjiang Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."
"It turns out that this is the Municipal Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Vice President Liu of your hospital is an old friend of mine. Do you want me to talk to him for you and let him promote you?" At this time, Ding Yang said with a faint smile.
Su Tie hurriedly waved his hands and said with a smile: "I appreciate Mr. Ding's kindness, but..."
"Ding Yang, you underestimate Xiao Su too much. With his medical skills, he still needs your help to promote him. I think within three years, he will be able to replace the Vice President Liu you know." Yan Zhengfeng chuckled.
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Su Tie smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said hurriedly: "Old Yan, what you said is a bit too much. I don't have that ability."
"Haha, you are too modest. Let me see, with your medical skills, it is not a problem to become the dean. With Hou Jianguo's ability, I really don't know what Mr. Yuan is thinking. I will definitely talk to him another day.
"When mentioning Hou Jianguo, Yan Zhengfeng suddenly lost his temper.
Su Tie hurriedly waved his hands and said with a smile: "Old Yan, I am not the material to be the dean... and I have no interest in it either."
"Haha, I'm not interested. You sound so loud, as if you can really become one. As far as I know, although the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine is not very good, the position of dean is not something that anyone can just want to be. It requires more than just academic qualifications.
, other aspects of ability must also pass, especially medical skills, and must be among the best in Linjiang City. Do you think you have this qualification?" Yan Feifei shook her head disdainfully.
Her words contained a gun and a stick, and she did not hide her doubts about Cycad.
Hearing her words, Yan Zhengfeng's expression changed and he loudly said: "Why are you not qualified? With Xiao Su's medical skills, isn't it more than enough to be a dean?"
"Medical skills?" Yan Feifei's face became more sarcastic, and she waved her hands repeatedly: "Dad, I won't say whether the deceptive tricks of traditional Chinese medicine can be regarded as medical skills. You have only seen Dr. Su a few times, and you dare to judge his medical skills.
good?"
"You..." Yan Zhengfeng was speechless for a moment, and looked at Su Tie with an even more embarrassed expression.
Others didn't know how good Su Tie's medical skills were, but he knew it very well, but there were some things he couldn't say clearly in public, which really made him a little anxious.
At this moment, there was suddenly a cry of a baby upstairs, and then a middle-aged woman dressed as a nanny ran over in a hurry. She said urgently: "Miss Yan, it's not good, Sissy is crying again."
, no matter how much you try to coax her, you can go and have a look."
Hearing the middle-aged woman's words, Yan Zhengfeng's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly looked at Yan Feifei, wondering: "Feifei, what's wrong with Sissi? Doesn't it mean that she will be fine after taking medicine?"
"I...I don't know, maybe the medicine hasn't taken effect yet..." Yan Feifei also looked hesitant.
At this time, Su Tie, who was drinking tea, couldn't help but curiously asked: "Mr. Yan, what happened? Is there a patient at home? Do you want me to help take a look?"
"No, no, it's my daughter. She caught a cold last night and has a slight fever. She should be fine after taking medicine." Before Yan Zhengfeng could say anything, Yan Feifei hurriedly waved her hand in refusal.
Su Tie hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "No way. From the crying, it seems that it's more than just a fever."
"Xiao Su, you said my granddaughter has other illnesses. What is the condition?" Yan Zhengfeng was stunned and asked urgently.
Su Tie shook his head and said with a smile: "I just think the crying sound is a bit strange. As for the specific disease, I still need to take a pulse to find out."
"Okay, Feifei, let Xiao Su go upstairs and take Sissy's pulse." Yan Zhengfeng ordered hurriedly.
"Dad, I don't think it's necessary. Even the doctor at Puhua Hospital said it's fine. I guess Dr. Su heard it wrong, so I'd better go and have a look first." Yan Feifei glanced at Su Tie with some disgust, and then stood up quickly.
Go upstairs.
Her daughter was her heart and soul, and she could not trust her to be treated by old-fashioned Chinese medicine.
Seeing this situation, Su Tie didn't say anything more. He had also heard of Puhua Hospital, which was a well-known foreign-funded hospital in Jiangnan Province. Since the doctors there said there was no problem, he was probably right.
What's more, the patient's family members refused many times, so it was naturally impossible for him to force the treatment, so he continued to chat with Yan Zhengfeng...