Chapter 143: The Arrival of Japanese Experts (Fourth Update Seeking Monthly Tickets)

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  Shen Fei heard the movement beside him, said two sentences to Shen Zhihong and hung up the phone. He walked to Geng Le's side, looked him up and down: "I don't care what you've heard, I hope you won't leak it out. Otherwise, you know my temper."

  Looking at Chen Fei's serious eyes, Geng Le finally came back to his senses from the shock, hastily nodding: "Young Master Shen, don't worry, my mouth is very tight, actually I didn't hear anything just now."

  "It's better if you didn't hear." Shen Fei nodded and hummed a cold tune, walking into the private room on his own. Geng Le leaned lightly against the wall by the door of the private room, patted his chest lightly and whispered: "Fortunately, I didn't offend Dr. Wang too much last night, or else it would have been like hitting an iron plate."

  "Geng Shao, what are you muttering about?" Geng Le was lost in thought when his shoulder was suddenly patted, startling him so much that he jumped up and turned around to see Tang Yaoguang, only then did he let out a sigh of relief and complain: "Why are you sneaking up on me like that, you scared me to death."

  "When did your guts become so small?" Tang Yaoguang joked, saying as he patted Geng Le: "Go to the bathroom, want to go together."

  "Alright, I guess I did drink a bit too much." Geng Le nodded, bent down to pick up his phone and found that the screen had already gone black, unable to help but let out a bitter laugh.

  "How can you not even want a cell phone, who made you angry?" Tang Yao Guang asked with a smile, and then suddenly realized, saying in a low voice: "It shouldn't be Shen Fei, that guy is too overbearing."

  "Shut up for now and it's better if you don't speak ill of Dr. Wang in front of Shen Fei from now on." Geng Le hurriedly glanced around and reminded him kindly.

  "I'm getting suspicious, is Shen Fei into some bad habits? Is he hooked on that Dr. Wang or something? That guy's not even a pretty boy." Tang Yao said with obvious lingering resentment about what happened in the private room earlier.

  "Are you looking for death?" Geng Le suddenly became anxious: "You go to the bathroom alone, I'll go later." He said, turning around and walking back.

  "What's wrong with you?" Tang Yaoguang pulled Geng Le back: "It's just the two of us talking privately, what's there to be afraid of."

  "What's there to be afraid of!" Geng Le coldly snorted, disdainfully saying: "Do you know what your words just now meant? Shen Fei could beat you in public and you'd still have to take it."

  "He dares, even if it's the Shen family who can't afford to offend him. He can't just sweep my face for a small doctor like that." Tang Yaoguang didn't think much of it.

  "Little doctor!" Geng Le coldly snorted. He looked around cautiously and said in a low voice, "Considering our good relationship, I'll tell you a secret. That Dr. Wang is probably the son of Shen's family's former daughter who had a falling out with them. The mother of Dr. Wang you just scolded is actually Shen Fei's own aunt. Can you blame her for slapping you?"

  Tang Yaoguang took a sharp breath in, standing still on the spot, staring at Geng Le for a long time before spitting out a sentence: "Is what you're saying true?"

  Let's put aside the whispers between Tang Yao Guang and Geng Le for now. At 12 o'clock in the afternoon, someone had already sent all of Wang Xu's materials to Shi Jin Ping's office.

  Shi Jinping took a simple glance, took a deep breath, and instantly understood the reason. Wang Xu's information was very simple, nothing special, just an ordinary young man from Qingfu County, Xiping City, who graduated from Kyoto University of Traditional Chinese Medicine last year, and had a close relationship with Gao Xuemin.

  However, what surprised Shi Jinping was Wang Xu's mother, whose name was Shen Bingjie. Originally from Kyoto, upon closer inspection, she turned out to be the youngest daughter of Old Man Shen.

  I understand the reason now. Shi Jinping finally knew why someone from the Song family called the United Front Department last time, his own grandson was wronged, how could that person not take action.

  Shi Jinping was taken aback, the phone on the table rang, the caller display showed Kyoto, he hastily picked it up and said loudly: "I am Shi Jinping of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, who is this?"

  "I am Shen Zhenghong." A thick voice came through the phone, making Shi Jinping's ears a little numb.

  "It turned out to be Commander Shen. I don't know what you called about?" Shi Jinping hastily asked with a smile, in fact, he had already guessed the purpose of the other party's call.

  This Shen Zhengping is the eldest son of Old Shen, commander of the Kyoto Garrison Command, a general officer rank, and at just 58 years old, he is in his prime, with many speculating that he may enter the military's true high echelons.

  "I called Minister Shi, how could he not know, it's naturally for my nephew whom I've never met." Shen Zhenghong also didn't hide the truth, speaking straightforwardly: "The old man is getting on in years, can't be bothered with everything, I also understand the ins and outs of this matter. Our Shen family isn't unreasonable, this time around, my nephew didn't do anything wrong."

  "We've already understood this, Commander Shen, please rest assured that we will handle it fairly." Shi Jinping said, Shen Zhenghong made a phone call, which was much better than the other person who made the phone call. If the other person had called directly and said something, there would have been no room for recovery.

  "Hmm, then I'll thank Minister Shi for that. Although I don't understand diplomatic affairs, it's actually the same as fighting - when you're strong, they're weak, and when you're weak, they're strong. It's either the east wind blows down the west wind or the west wind blows down the east wind. When it's time to be tough, we still need to be tough." Shen Zhenghong said with a smile.

  "What Commander Shen said is that a weak country has no diplomacy. I still understand this sentence." Shi Jinping replied repeatedly.

  Just as he hung up the phone, Jiao Yusheng walked in: "Old Shi, I heard the materials have arrived. What's the situation?"

  "Do you still remember Shen family's little daughter twenty-five years ago?" Shi Jinping asked.

  "A bit of an impression, what's wrong, could it be..." Jiao Yusheng asked strangely, but was interrupted by Shi Jinping before he finished speaking.

  "Not bad, that doctor is Shen's grandson, I just hung up the phone with Shen Zhenghong." Shi Jinping said with a wry smile.

  "What did Shen Zhenghong say?" Jiao Yusheng asked with a frown, although he was also very surprised, but after all, he was still a high-ranking official of the positive department level, and his reaction speed was still very fast.

  "Shen Zhenghong said that diplomacy is something he doesn't understand, but it's actually the same as fighting a war - when you need to be tough, you're tough." Shi Jinping said.

  "Hmm, easy for you to say." Jiao Yusheng sighed and didn't say much more, striding out without revealing what was on his mind.

  At 12:50, the expert from Tokyo finally arrived at Zhongjiang Airport. The city of Zhongjiang had sent people to wait for them at the airport. As soon as the expert got off the plane, they rushed onto a car without delay. With sirens blaring all the way, they arrived at the Central Hospital in 20 minutes.

  Nan Gongyong's life is very big, although the city center hospital expressed at dawn that Nan Gongyong's condition was critical and might not last until 12 noon, but Nan Gongyong himself created a miracle.

  After the hustle and bustle of all the doctors at the municipal hospital, plus some real experts from the provincial hospital arriving early in the morning, Nan Gongyong still hadn't taken his last breath before the Tokyo expert arrived.

  The experts in Tokyo were very overbearing, and as soon as they arrived, they drove away all the Chinese doctors who were treating Nan Gongyong, taking full control of his treatment. The leaders were Japan's famous internal medicine expert Nishino Motoi and renowned liver disease expert Yamamoto Naokazu.

  At the same time, Nan Gong Xiong's eldest son, Nan Gong Chang Hong, and his daughter, Nan Gong Ying Hua, also arrived with a group of twenty or so people, taking over the city central hospital temporarily.

  Although these Japanese experts were arrogant and domineering from the start, Fang Xinghu, the director of the Central Hospital, let out a sigh of relief. Before the arrival of the Japanese experts, they had managed to save Nan Gongyao, so they didn't bear any responsibility.

  Japanese experts were full of confidence, but when they really took over, they found that the reality was not as simple as they had imagined. The situation with Nangong Xiong was more severe and complicated than they had anticipated.

  It was actually expected, although the Zhongjiang City Central Hospital is not a well-known hospital globally, with the help of experts from the Provincial People's Hospital, they may not be much worse than these Japanese experts, and the gap won't be too big. They struggled for over ten hours, just to delay until the arrival of the Japanese experts, which was already a miracle. The situation with Nangong Xiong naturally wouldn't be too good.

  After a preliminary examination, the expert leading the team, Nishino Motoi, shifted all responsibility to the Chinese side, saying that the Chinese hospital did not make enough effort in treating him, which led to Nanjing's serious condition.

  Nangong Xiong's daughter, Nangong Yinghua, received the news and immediately made a scene at the hospital. Nangong Changhong called the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Tokyo again, demanding that those responsible be held accountable.

  Nan Gong Sakura, after causing a commotion at the city center hospital, learned about Wang Xu's situation from Kameko Toda and became even more enraged. She didn't care that Nan Gong Xiong was being treated in the emergency room and immediately rushed to Fukusho Hall with her subordinates, declaring that she would make Wang Xu pay.

  While others were making a big fuss about this matter, Wang Xu was laughing and joking with Yang Han in his newly purchased room.

  After giving Liang Baohui acupuncture, it was noon, and the number of people in the clinic gradually decreased. Fusheng Hall's reputation is not small in the surrounding area, but after all, it is just a small clinic. People from other places mostly don't know about it, and some minor illnesses are also treated nearby. More serious ones naturally go to large hospitals. Not many people are willing to rush to Fusheng Hall, unless they truly understand Wang Xu's medical skills.

  Looking at the clinic with few people, Wang Xu took Zhao Kai to close the door and went out for lunch. After coming back, Yang Han called to say that the house's things had been delivered and asked him to come over and take a look.

  This new home of Wang Xu is quite close to the clinic, it's a temporary nest for him and Yang Han in Zhongjiang. After the clinic is done, Zhao Kai can sleep in his single room. As soon as he received Yang Han's call, he rushed over.

  "How about this bed, it's really beautiful and costs tens of thousands." Yang Han was delighted to measure her own decorated house, and the whole person fell into the newly bought big bed.

  "Not bad, this bed is too good, I'm not afraid of falling off even if it's a bit rough." Wang Xu burst out laughing and also pounced onto the bed, pinning Yang Han underneath him, and kissed his red lips.

  "Hooligan, this bed is mine, yours is next door." Yang Han weakly resisted, the sound coming out of his mouth more like a moan.