Chapter Thirty-Seven: Re-encountering Qi Chang Country

  Many doctors under the stage heard Wang Zhi's question, but this time no one stood up to ask questions again. After all, there were originally few Chinese medicine practitioners on the scene, and everyone didn't have much to ask. Just now it was just intentional harassment. After Wang Zhi answered a few questions with a smile, people couldn't underestimate him anymore. Although Wang Zhi's answers to the previous questions weren't particularly profound, that kind of light and airy expression wasn't something anyone could have, and he must have had great confidence in himself.

  Seeing no one asking questions from below the stage, Wang Zhi smiled slightly and stood up, returning to his original seat.

  "Dr. Wang is indeed formidable." Just as Wang sat down, He Yang on his side smiled and said.

  "What's so great about that? It's just coping with a few clowns." Wang Zhi smiled lightly, to be honest, Wang Zhi didn't like this kind of person very much.

  Then another old professor went up to give a speech, and after he finished, it was already 12 o'clock in the afternoon. When it was time for lunch, the symposium took a temporary recess and continued at 2 pm in the afternoon.

  Since the seminar was a self-organized academic discussion, the conference did not provide meals. As soon as it was over, Zhou Boran and Jiang Yuanhua came to pull Wang Zhi together to eat, and Han Zhixin also followed up at the door, plus He Yang who was originally on the side, five people gathered together.

  Han Zhi Xin laughed and said: "Old Zhou, today you came to Nan Rao which is my territory, this meal I'll treat."

  "This is naturally your treat, how can you still ask me to pay?" Jiang Yuanhua said with a displeased tone, his mustache twitching upwards.

  "Haha, look at Old Jiang's temper, today he must have sweated for Wang Zhi." Zhou Boran laughed.

  "It's not, this stinky kid. Fortunately, the old guys on stage still have some face and didn't make things difficult for him, or he would have been in a tough spot." Jiang Yuanhua said with a huff, glancing at Wang Zhi.

  He knew that those old guys on stage were not simple, and if someone deliberately made things difficult for him, Wang Zhi would not be as easy to deal with as the doctors below.

  "This is also the case," Zhou Boran nodded and patted Wang Zhi's shoulder, saying: "I'm telling you, kid, can't you just not be too arrogant? You talk so big, what if someone asks you about something you're not good at, won't you be embarrassed?"

  "Haha, isn't it just because Professor Jiang is angry with you? You say I'm fine and he pushed me to the front desk to be stared at, who provoked whom?" Wang Zhi said with feigned anger, but in his heart, he was completely unbothered. To put it simply, if they were only talking about traditional Chinese medicine, Wang Zhi was confident that no one on the scene could stump him.

  "Haha, you little stinker, you don't know a good person's heart. Old Jiang is doing this for your own good." Zhou Boran said with a smile, just as a stretched commercial sedan pulled up in front of them, which was the one Han Zhixin had called for.

  Han Zhi Xin this time invited guests to spend a lot of money, the place where he entertained his guests was Mingyuan Restaurant in Nanrao, one of the famous five-star restaurants in Nanrao.

  It's clear that Han Zhixin should have known that Zhou Boran and the others were coming, so he had already booked a table in advance. When Wang Zhi and the other four arrived at the entrance, they were directly led into the private room by the waiter.

  They arrived at the private room, and several people sat down separately. Han Zhixin, as the host, let Zhou Boran and Jiang Yuanhua take the top seats. He Yang, although a medical consultant, was still slightly inferior in front of Zhou Boran and Jiang Yuanhua, and didn't dare compare himself to Han Zhixin either, so he sat down below Han Zhixin. Finally, Wang Zhi casually took a seat, after all, he was the youngest among those present.

  Han Zhixin ordered the dishes and asked for a bottle of 10-year-old premium Maotai, filled everyone's cups, and smiled: "This afternoon we will continue to communicate, so let's just take a sip, drinking this bottle is enough."

  Among the few people, except for Wang Zhi, they were not very good at drinking and naturally had no opinion. Wang Zhi liked to drink but also had self-control, so naturally there was no opinion either. The few of them laughed and finished their first cup.

  He Yang hastily stood up and poured a full cup for everyone, smiling: "Today I can drink with several of you, it's really rare. I'll drink first to show respect." After finishing speaking, he drank another cup, and the others also hurriedly and politely accompanied him.

  After all, He Yang is an outsider among the few people. Wang Zhi and Zhou Boran Jiangyuan Hua have known each other for only two months, but they are very close friends. It goes without saying that Han Zhixin is also a long-time friend of theirs. Only He Yang had little contact with them before, and if it weren't for Wang Zhi attending the conference under the name of Jianghuai City's medical consultant, He Yang wouldn't have been invited by Han Zhixin.

  Several people finished another glass, and no one toasted anymore. Several people chatted casually, waiting for the dishes to be served.

  Zhou Boran and Jiang Yuanhua had not seen Han Zhixin for a long time, and the few of them had a lot to talk about. They chatted happily, but the topic of their conversation was all about Wang Zhi, which shocked He Yang on the side. From their conversation, he could clearly hear Zhou Boran's admiration for Wang Zhi. Knowing that Zhou Boran and the other two were professors in the medical field in Jiangnan, it was clear that this person was not simple to be praised by them. From then on, He Yang dared not underestimate Wang Zhi again, and his mind kept thinking about how to get along with Wang Zhi.

  Just as a few people were talking, the door was lightly knocked twice. A man pushed the door and walked in, smiling and saying: "Ha, Brother Wang Zhi, you're really here. I thought I saw the wrong person just now."

  Upon hearing the voice, Wang Zhi also hastily turned his head around and after seeing the person's appearance, quickly stood up with a smile and said: "Ah, Qi older brother, what are you doing here?"

  The newcomer was none other than Qi Changguo, the son of Old Man Qi. He had come to Jiangnan with a friend on some business and happened to see Wang Zhi, so he came in to say hello. Qi Changguo had a very good impression of this young man, Wang Zhi.

  "Come to Jiangnan for something, coincidentally saw you, how is it? Won't refuse to welcome your elder brother?" Qi Changguo smiled and walked in, finding an empty chair to sit down.

  "What a surprise! I'm so glad to see you, I was just saying that after you left, there's no one who can drink with me freely. How's your health, old man?" Wang Zhi asked with a smile.

  "Alright, it's all good now. The old master is radiant every day, full of energy and vitality. Those old doctors in Kyoto who examined the old master can't stop praising the miracle. Whenever Qi Changguo mentions Qi Lao's health, he becomes extremely happy. In the past, the old master's illness would occasionally relapse, although it was controlled, but there were still underlying problems. However, after Wang Zhi treated him, he was completely cured, and even his chronic injuries from many years ago fully recovered. The doctors all say that with the old master's current condition, he can definitely live for another ten years."

  Wang Zhihe and Qi Changguo were chatting and laughing, while Zhou Boyan and others also quickly stood up to greet them. He Yang was so excited that he didn't know whether to sit or stand, as Qi Changguo was a powerful figure in the capital, and it was difficult for ordinary people to meet him even once.

  Although Lin's family, Old Man Lin, is also highly respected, compared to Qi Lao, there is still a gap. After all, Qi Lao was the leader of Lin Lao during their time as comrades-in-arms, and although Qi Lao was only made a lieutenant general after the founding of the country, he was a real major general. The difference between them is naturally not to be mentioned in the same breath. Moreover, Old Man Lin eventually went to work at the local level as a mayor, and although he also held the high position of provincial party secretary, he now enjoys vice-national treatment. However, Qi Lao has always been in Kyoto, and his influence is by no means ordinary. Even now, Qi Changguo is the Minister of Supervision of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, a real full ministerial-level cadre. Furthermore, Qi Changguo is only 50 years old this year, and with the influence of the Qi family, it will be easy for him to enter the Politburo in two years.

  The Central Commission for Discipline Inspection is a government agency that even vice-ministerial officials from various provinces dare not trifle with, so how can He Yang, a medical advisor without any official position, remain calm and composed?

  "Please sit down, don't be polite. I just saw Brother Wang Zhi coming in and saying hello." Qi Changguo also knew Zhou Boran and Jiang Yuanhua, and said with a smile.

  After sitting down, Qi Changguo and Wang Zhi and others each had a cup of wine and bid farewell. When leaving, they warmly invited Wang Zhi to gather together in the evening, and Wang Zhi naturally agreed with pleasure.

  Seeing Qi Changguo's tall figure leave the private room, He Yang's heart couldn't calm down for a long time, staring blankly at the cup in his hand, muttering to himself: "I actually drank with a deputy ministerial-level official from the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection."

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