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The next day, Zhao Changqiang bought something casually on the street, then took a taxi to the old man's private villa.

Qian Qimin personally took Zhao Changqiang to Mr. Qian's study.

Mr. Qian was not bedridden as Zhao Changqiang imagined, but was sitting behind the desk, reading the thread-bound "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" with a mirror. When he saw Zhao Changqiang coming, he raised his head and laughed. He said, "Brat, it's rare that you still remember to come and see me, an old man in his dying years. Sit down, Xiao Min, and take out my treasured special hair tip for Xiaoqiang to taste."

Zhao Changqiang quickly smiled and said: "Old man, you are growing old and strong now, how can you say that you are dying?"

When Zhao Changqiang was talking, he kept looking at Mr. Qian.Although the old man seemed to be in good spirits, his body was a lot thinner than before, and his eyes were dark, especially his eyes. He never wore glasses before, but now he not only wears glasses, but also loses the brilliance of the past.

It can be seen from this that Mr. Qian is indeed seriously ill. Although he is very tough, he is fighting against the illness all the time and enduring the pain.

This is Mr. Qian, the tough guy who rushed out of thousands of troops. If someone else was sick like this, he would have been lying on the bed long ago and couldn't get up.

The old man heard Zhao Changqiang say that he was "old and strong", he couldn't help waving his hands, and said sadly: "Hehe, I'm always old, but I can't say 'be strong'. I know my own illness, and I don't have many days to live .In this life, people will die if they are sick or not. I have lived to be 81 years old this year, and I don’t care about anything anymore. I can go to see Marx calmly. Hehehe???????

Grandpa Qian had just laughed a few times, and suddenly coughed heavily, his originally straight waist bent like a bow, Qian Qimin hurriedly walked to Grandpa, put a tissue to Grandpa's mouth, and waited until Grandpa Qian finished coughing. Then, he took the tissue away from his mouth.

Zhao Changqiang vaguely saw many bloodshots on the tissue paper.

Seeing old man Qian's pained appearance, Zhao Changqiang couldn't help feeling heartbroken. He wished that he was Hua Tuo alive, using his magic hand of rejuvenation, and prescribing a fairy prescription, so that the old man would be cured of his illness.

When Zhao Changqiang was young, his grandfather Zhao Wugang taught him traditional Chinese medicine and family martial arts at the same time. However, Zhao Changqiang preferred martial arts when he was a child, and he didn't like medical skills at all. So later he had very good martial arts skills, but he only learned a few Chinese medicine skills. Seven seven eight eight, it's just that he has practiced one-hand acupuncture and moxibustion to a high degree of proficiency.

Thinking of his grandfather, Zhao Changqiang suddenly remembered something.In his later years, grandpa seemed to have been studying the causes of human cancer and the treatment methods of traditional Chinese medicine. He even created several prescriptions with his own experience, and asked Zhao Changqian, who was still a kid, to recite them every day. I have already forgotten all about it.

"Those prescriptions may really have some effect. Even if they can't cure Mr. Qian's illness, it would be good if they can slow down the growth of cancer cells." Zhao Changqiang thought so, and he began to frown and recall the things his grandfather asked him to recite back then. Soup song.

"Grandpa, why don't you rest for a while? I'll bring a small gun in later?" Qian Qimin said carefully while hammering Grandpa's back.

"No, I still have something to say to this kid, Xiao Min, go and get my Maojian tea and let Xiaoqiang taste it. Although this kid doesn't understand tea, he loves to drink tea." The old man eased his breath said after coming.

Qian Qimin agreed and left the study.However, as soon as she left the study, Mr. Qian coughed again, and Zhao Changqiang hurried over to beat Qian Qimin's back for Mr. Qian.

While beating the old man's back, Zhao Changqiang said, "Old man, shall I take your pulse?"

"Well, okay, I just remember that you can cause trouble, but I forgot that you are a Chinese medicine doctor." After the old man stopped coughing, he put his hand in front of Zhao Changqiang.

Zhao Changqiang asked the old man his pulse while asking a few more questions, and then took out a golden needle from his body and stabbed the old man's lungs a few times. Suddenly, old man Qian felt a lot easier to breathe, and even his waist straightened a lot .

"Hey, boy, I really have you! If you prick me like this a few times a day, maybe I can live a few more days." Mr. Qian said excitedly, having not felt such a comfortable feeling for a long time.

Zhao Changqiang said with a smile: "Old man, my method is only effective for a short time, and it will be useless after a long time. Just now I remembered a prescription, which was created by my grandfather in his later years. It may be useful for your illness. Why don't you give it a try? ?”

"Well, I think it's okay. I'm still very optimistic about your kid's medical skills." The old man said happily.

Zhao Changqiang couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, as far as his knowledge of Chinese medicine was concerned, he was far behind his grandfather!

Not long enough, Qian Qimin brought tea for the two of them. Seeing that Mr. Qian's condition was much better than before, he couldn't help but repeatedly praised Zhao Changqiang's superb medical skills.

Zhao Changqiang asked Qian Qimin to take a pen and paper, write down a prescription, and asked Qian Qimin to arrange for someone to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine.Qian Qimin knew that his grandfather had something to discuss with Zhao Changqiang, so he did not return to his grandfather's study for the time being.

After Qian Qimin left, the old man's face became serious. He looked at Zhao Changqiang and asked, "Stinky boy, tell me the truth to the old man, did you organize the soul-destroying club in the island country?"

Zhao Changqiang was taken aback. He didn't expect the old man to know this, but he didn't know that the recent fight between the Yamaguchi-gumi and the Miehun Society had caused a certain impact in the world.The island government also wants to suppress Miehun Society.But because Yue Nanshan listened to Zhao Changqiang's words, Miehun Society not only recruited Chinese people, but also recruited all kinds of people.Therefore, the members of the Miehun Society are very messy, almost from any country, and many of them have legitimate social identities. The police in the island country do not have conclusive evidence and cannot arrest them at all.

Although Zhao Changqiang didn't know why the old man suddenly asked this question, he still told the truth: "Master, I really didn't organize the Miehun Society. I'm the county magistrate of Pingchuan County now, how can I have time to go to the island country to organize the extermination society?" Soul club."

"So, the boss of Miehun Club is not your younger brother?" the old man asked.

"No." Zhao Changqiang said firmly.He has always regarded Yue Nanshan as a brother, never as a younger brother.

Just as Zhao Changqiang finished speaking, he actually saw a hint of disappointment on the old man's face.He couldn't help wondering, the old man seemed to be looking forward to the Miehun Society being organized by me?What's the matter?

Thinking about this, Zhao Changqiang asked with a smile: "Old man, why did you suddenly think of asking this question? Is it important that I am the boss of Miehun Society?"

Mr. Qian thought for a while and said, "If you organized Miehun Society, I would like to tell you a few things. Since you have nothing to do with Miehun Society, then forget it."

Zhao Changqiang saw that when the old man mentioned the Miehun Society, there was no hatred on his face, as if he had a good impression of the Miehun Society, so he said, "Old man, I just said that I am not the organizer of the Miehun Society. But it didn’t say that I have nothing to do with the Miehun Society. If you have anything to say to the person in charge of the Miehun Society, I can still bring it to you.”

"I knew you had something to do with the Miehun Society, hehe. If that's the case, this matter will be easy. Xiao Qiang, do you still remember the Falcon Project back then?" Mr. Qian said with a smile.

"Of course I remember. Isn't this plan over?" Zhao Changqiang asked strangely.

The old man shook his head and said: "No, this plan has never ended. It was only your Falcon team that was disbanded. The Falcon Project is aimed at the island country's fire plan. As long as the island country's fire plan is not extinguished, our hunting The Falcon program will not end. But now the Falcon program is implemented by cultural and educational officials."

"In recent years, the island countries have been dumping all kinds of cultural garbage in our country, promoting militarism, and even promoting the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere. In the island countries, the Yamaguchi group supported by right-wing forces is mainly responsible for this matter. Yamaguchi The Yamaguchi group is the outright remnant of militarism. As long as the Yamaguchi group is not eliminated, the remnant of militarism in the island country will not disappear, the fire plan will not end, and our country and many countries in Southeast Asia will not be peaceful."

"However, although the Yamaguchi-gumi is doing some shady things behind the scenes, it is a formal technology group in name. It is supported by the official power of the island country, and its headquarters is shackled in the island country. Therefore, it is impossible for the Chinese government to face the Yamaguchi-gumi head-on. But the island country The appearance of Miehun Society turned things around. It greatly distracted the Yamaguchi-gumi and caused a lot of trouble for the Yamaguchi-gumi. It left the Yamaguchi-gumi no time to continue dumping various ideological things in China. Therefore, the emergence of Miehun Society is very beneficial to our country."

"However, recently, the Miehun Society has been beaten up by the Yamaguchi group, and it is about to end. This is what we don't want to see. Therefore, the Huadiao Department decided to secretly fund the Miehun Society with a sum of money. Make them grow??????"

When Mr. Qian said this, Zhao Changqiang suddenly interjected, "Wait, Mr., what department is this Huadiao Department? Why have I never heard of it?"

Mr. Qian smiled and said: "The full name of the Huadiao Department is the International Relations Investigation Department of the Huaguo Central Committee. Problems that cannot be solved by means. The Huadiao Department has always been directly in charge of me.”

Zhao Changqiang understood that the Huadiao Department is similar to the cia of M country, it is a spy agency of Hua country.

After Mr. Qian briefly explained the background of the Huadiao Department to Zhao Changqiang, he continued, "Although we plan to support the Miehun Society with a sum of money, the people from the Miehun Society are deeply hidden in the island country, so we can't contact them at all. To the person in charge of the Miehun Society. That’s why I asked you if you have anything to do with the Miehun Society.”

"The old man wants me to help you find the person in charge of Miehun Society?" Zhao Changqiang asked.

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