After leaving the restaurant, Qin Feng thought about it and called Jiang He.
Listening to the chat in the box, Wen Lan seems to be facing trouble from the war department now.
And Jiang He happened to be from the War Department, so he might be able to find out the reason.
When the call was connected, Jiang He's hearty laughter sounded: "What a coincidence, I was about to call you too."
Qin Feng was stunned: "What's the matter?"
"Well, some bad news."
Jiang He pondered: "What happened at the western suburbs manor last night."
"When my men were handling the scene, I checked their mobile phones and found that they had exposed your existence."
"That is to say, the temple may know your existence, even though I have ordered people to fake the scene to make it look like it was done by me."
"But there is no guarantee that the temple will not put you on the hunt list."
Qin Feng did not expect that Xijiao Manor would involve such a big trouble: "What do you want me to do?"
"Just wait and see what happens."
Jiang He's voice was low: "Their intervention in Nandu should not be as simple as it seems on the surface."
"You are just an emergency. Once I find out what they are doing in Nandu and solve the root cause, your trouble will be solved."
"But to be on the safe side, please contact me more often. If anything happens, I will be there as soon as possible."
Qin Feng nodded. With Jiang He, a member of the War Department, temporarily covering him, he didn't have to worry too much.
It just happened to free up some time and give him a chance to regain his strength.
"By the way, I want to ask you something."
Qin Feng remembered the conversation in the box:
"Does your war department have an Adjutant Wang? He seems to be in charge of the entertainment industry near the war department's headquarters."
"Adjutant Wang?"
Jiang He was stunned for a moment: "There are many adjutants in the war department, and there are also many surnamed Wang. What's wrong, he is causing trouble for you?"
"It's not like you're causing trouble for a friend of mine."
Qin Feng said truthfully: "I want to see if there is any chance for mediation."
"I understand, wait for my call."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Feng saw that it was still early, so he planned to go to his aunt's clinic.
Shen Xue was his only relative in Nandu. During the four years of college, he had been secretly giving him living expenses and would bring meals to school to see him from time to time.
After being busy with work as an intern and not seeing each other for half a year, he wanted to see how his aunt was doing.
Ten minutes later, Qin Feng got off the bus at the entrance of Baihe Clinic.
He also bought some fruit and milk on the way and carried them to the door of the clinic.
But soon, he realized something was wrong.
The clinic's front is not big, but it is extremely crowded.
If they all come to see a doctor, that would be something to be happy about.
But these people all blocked the door and did not go in. Instead, they looked around and talked, obviously watching the excitement.
Qin Feng had a premonition that something was bad, so he pushed through the crowd and walked in, shouting at the same time: "Auntie."
At this moment, Shen Xue, who was looking frightened, heard the voice, and panic flashed in her eyes.
Qin Feng walked into the clinic and found that the clinic had been smashed into a mess.
The tables and chairs were overturned, and syringes and infusion tubes were scattered on the floor. Shen Xue, wearing a long white dress, stood in the middle with a nervous and embarrassed look on her face. She kept winking to herself, signaling Qin Feng to leave quickly.
"Auntie, what's going on?"
Qin Feng carried the gift across the tables and chairs and came to Shen Xue.
"Xiao Feng, leave quickly..."
Shen Xue pushed Qin Feng anxiously: "Don't come in, leave quickly."
"Why?"
Qin Feng looked suspicious and pointed at the two fierce men in front of him: "Because of them?"
"what is your job?"
The leading young man looked at Qin Feng sideways. Qin Feng noticed that he was covering his right hand and there was blood seeping on his fingertips.
"Are you injured?" Qin Feng asked in surprise.
"Haha, your aunt is not good at medical skills. When you were removing my bandage, you cut my hand with scissors and you don't want to pay for it."
The young man sneered and said: "Then I will have to destroy her shop. When will I pay for it and when will it open again?"
"Xiao Feng, it's not like that. When I was taking off his bandage, he touched my leg, and I accidentally cut his hand with the scissors..."
Shen Xue hurriedly explained.
Qin Feng lowered his head and saw that the white stockings under his aunt Shen Xue's long skirt had been violently torn open, revealing her white and tender skin, which was particularly embarrassing...
