Beauty's enchanting bodyguard

Chapter 50 The Hand of God
Zhao Xing pondered slightly, recalling the mysterious young man Xiao Yi he met on the road.Then he raised his head and told the old secretary Zhang Weimin softly and slowly.

"According to what you said, someone saved my life on the road." Secretary Zhang thought for a while, and the wrinkles on his forehead were tightly twisted together.

"That young man was so strange. He wrote a prescription when he left. I don't know if it will be useful?" Zhao Xing asked doubtfully, thinking of Xiao Yi's flamboyant lines.

"Oh?" After a moment of astonishment, Zhang Weimin showed some interest on his old face: "My high blood pressure is due to my poor diet when I was young, and I was too busy to exercise. Over the years, both Chinese and Western medicine have I’ve read a lot, but nothing works. How dare a young man have the courage to write a prescription for me to try?”

Zhao Xing stood up and said, "I'll get it and show it to the secretary."

"Alright, let me have a look." Zhang Weimin seemed a little tired, after saying this, he closed his eyes and lay down.

Zhang Weimin was only somewhat curious about a young man's prescription.However, from the bottom of my heart, I didn't have much confidence.The root cause of his old illness has not been effective after so many years of treatment.Gradually, Zhang Weimin also knew that the root cause of this old disease might not be cured.

Zhao Xing ran back to the Audi car and fetched the small book.Looking at the line of cursive script written by Xiao Yi, he smiled lightly and muttered: "This line of calligraphy is really good, but it's a bit sloppy. I don't even know many characters."

Running all the way, Zhao Xing quickly took the notebook back to the ward.

"Old secretary, can you see if it's useful?" Zhao Xing handed over the notebook in his hand and said respectfully.

Zhang Weimin got up slightly and leaned his back on the hospital bed, and took the notebook handed over by Zhao Xing.

Opening the book lazily, he looked through his cloudy eyes weakly.

The old secretary Zhang Weimin just took a look, and his cloudy eyes lit up, and a ray of light emerged.Then, with a trembling voice, he directed the driver Zhao Xing and said, "Quick, quick, help me sit up."

Zhao Xing was taken aback for a moment, wondering why Secretary Zhang was in such good spirits just after the operation.However, he never dared to disobey Secretary Zhang's orders.Immediately, Secretary Zhang was helped to sit on the bed.

During this small movement, Secretary Zhang's eyes never left the notebook in his hand.Moreover, the eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

Secretary Zhang's hands trembled slightly as he took out the notebook, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.For him, in the whole world, there is only a book in his hand left.

The driver, Zhao Xing, sat at the side in a daze, his mouth opened wide.He has served the old secretary Zhang Weimin all these years, and he has never seen Secretary Zhang have such a big mood swing.

In the ward, it was silent for a moment.

After going on like this for half an hour, Secretary Zhang's eyes became moist for a while, and a line of tears actually flowed out.He patted his thigh under the quilt vigorously, and paused every word in a trembling voice: "Okay, good, good."

Zhao Xing sat on the side, but his face was full of mist, and he said dully: "Old Secretary, what is good, is this prescription useful?"

The old secretary took a deep breath, let his tears flow freely, and roared: "Idiot, of course the calligraphy is good. It is simply too good, better than any contemporary calligraphy I have seen. Look at this, the strokes Continuous winding, the shape of the characters changes a lot. Every character flies like a dragon and snake, revealing the edge of a sharp sword."

Zhao Xing was getting more and more confused when he heard it. He is a rough man who knows nothing about calligraphy.Immediately, he could only smile bitterly and said, "The handwriting is good, so why are you crying, secretary?"

"Weeping with joy."

Secretary Zhang said these four words slowly, but then grabbed Zhao Xing's sleeve, and continued to ask in a gaffe: "Are you sure, this line of words was written by a young man?"

Looking at the situation of the old secretary, Zhao Xing couldn't help thinking about it again in fright.Then, he nodded vigorously, and said with certainty: "When he wrote this line, he wrote it in front of me. Besides, this book belongs to me, so it is impossible to leave it on me in advance. It seems that he was a little I was in a hurry, so this line of characters was completed in one go. I don't know calligraphy, I just find the characters on it so difficult to read."

"Idiot." When Secretary Zhang heard what the driver Zhao Xing said, he immediately became furious, and shouted: "Do you understand this is calligraphy, do you understand this is wild grass? You have followed me for so many years, why are you still like this?" An elm head?"

Zhao Xing looked at Secretary Zhang who was furious, and said aggrievedly: "Secretary Zhang, you have to pay attention to your body."

Looking at Zhao Xing's aggrieved face, Secretary Zhang shook his head and sighed: "Since I retired, I have been immersed in calligraphy for many years. From the Eastern Jin Dynasty to the Ming and Qing Dynasties, I have collected so many famous calligraphy posts. However, after reading today's flamboyant cursive script, the famous posts I collected in the past are all rubbish, all rubbish, all shit..."

This meeting, Secretary Zhang said it was heartbroken.It seems that he has lost the morbid state just after the operation, and lost the prudent style of a generation of old secretaries.

Zhao Xing's pupils dilated for a while, and his nose and eyes were crowded together. Secretary Zhang's words were too shocking to think about.Is this still the old secretary that everyone admires?

Zhao Xing blinked and shook his head vigorously.

"That young man, I absolutely want to find him. Tell me quickly, what is his name and where does he live?" Secretary Zhang said hurriedly, regardless of Zhao Xing's thoughts.

At this moment, Zhang Weimin was no longer Jiang Hai's old secretary, but just a fanatical fan of calligraphy.

The corner of Zhao Xing's mouth tugged, he hesitated for a moment, but he said honestly: "I don't know his name, and I also don't know where he lives. Secretary Zhang, it was a chance encounter."

"Go and call the old cow over here. Even if I turn the river and the sea over, I have to find that young man." The old secretary Zhang Weimin clenched his fists tightly and said firmly.

Lao Niu, of course, is the current secretary of Jianghai City and a big brother in Jianghai's political circle.

Zhao Xing looked at Secretary Zhang who was already in a frenzy, hesitated for a moment, then picked up the phone and called Secretary Niu again.

In the middle of the night, Secretary Niu hurried to the hospital again.

At the end of September, Xiao Yi was very leisurely, spending the whole day in Yuanda Driving School.

The study plan of the driving school is very tight, so Xiao Yi, who is completely idiotic about driving, quickly integrates into the intense study of the driving school.

The only thing that makes Xiao Yi's life a little passionate is returning home from driving lessons every day.Xia Wei, a beautiful nurse in the hospital, always cooks a big pot of chicken soup and brings it to her.

Drinking chicken soup every night, and flirting with the beautiful nurse Xia Wei, life is extremely beautiful.

On the other hand, Zhong Xiaoyu, a rich lady, has been extremely busy recently.Firstly, I have to help my mother with the business, and secondly, her birthday is coming soon.Birthday, in the circle of young ladies and gentlemen of the upper class, is generally held extremely grandly.

After all, the birthday party also included a coming-of-age ceremony.

Therefore, both Zhong Xiaoyu's mother and daughter secretly began to organize Zhong Xiaoyu's birthday dinner.Jianghua Group is the leading enterprise in Jianghai, and the Zhong family is even more prestigious.This kind of grand dinner naturally has to be held as a grand point.

However, in the entire political circle of Jianghai, the world has already been turned upside down.Xiao Yi's wild grass has already become famous.Moreover, it has been framed by Secretary Zhang and hung in the lobby of his home, titled God's post.

As a spiritual leader in Jiang Hai's political circle, Secretary Zhang has long been known in the circle for his post from God.

Many government officials in the political circle, no matter they are naturally fond of calligraphy, or they are influenced by Secretary Zhang.Everyone has a lot of famous posts from famous masters, and they are all very fond of calligraphy.This God's post became famous in the circle at the beginning, and everyone frantically searched for the original author.

However, after all, this matter cannot mobilize the police force of the whole province.Seeing that the end of September is coming to an end, Xiao Yi, the original author of God's Post, has not been found for a long time.

And in the circle, the rubbings of the God's post became popular.Whether they really like calligraphy or they want to cater to the old secretary Zhang Weimin, they all come to Secretary Zhang's house to make rubbings.Later, Secretary Zhang secretly hid the God's post for fear of damage to the original work.

For a while, the price of rubbings of God's Posts in the circle began to rise rapidly.All government officials are proud to have rubbings of God's post.

In the government building, the dignitaries who have the rubbings of God's post have been arrogant for a while.Officials who don't have the rubbings of God's post have been frowning for a while.

As a result, the important officials in the entire Jianghai government building, officials of all sizes in Jianghai's political circle, even went crazy like Xiao Yi.

Seeing that tomorrow is about to be the last day at the end of September, the sun has softened a lot.

Xiao Yi practiced the last car in the driving school skillfully, stepped on the brake and turned off the car skillfully.After these days of study, Xiao Yi can be said to be very handy in driving.

As a generation of hidden weapon masters, the flexibility of his hands and brains is naturally unparalleled by others.Once he gets the hang of it, Xiao Yi can be said to drive gracefully, and he can do everything from sharp turns to drifting.The steering wheel was in Xiao Yi's hands, as if he had become one with him.It seems that it feels a bit like a car and a human being.

Walking into the door of the principal's office of the driving school, Xiao Yi knocked on the door.Then, politely stood aside and waited.

However, Xiao Yi's hearing was excellent, and there was a sound of getting dressed in the office.The sound of a man's heavy breathing, and the sound of a woman's panting.

Xiao Yi knew that this was the principal's daily activities before he got off work.He smiled and sighed, "Sure enough, it's the secretary who has something to do, and the secretary who has nothing to do."

"Come in." Two minutes later, the door of the office slowly opened.The secretary of the driving school principal, Shang Xiaohong, whose blush had not faded, opened the door of the office and stood aside a little shyly.

Xiao Yi chuckled, then walked in, saw the bald headmaster sitting on a chair pretending to be calm, he yelled, "Principal, are you up to Xiaohong again?"

I have to say that the name Shang Xiaohong was really well acquired.Her parents seem to have already counted on Shang Xiaohong's day.

Shang Xiaohong in the office, that blush became more intense.But the bald headmaster pretended to be calm and coughed, and said, "What do you want to come to me today?"

"Anyway, I'm not rushing to get on with you, Xiaohong." Xiao Yi laughed, and then said seriously: "Come to say goodbye to you, I feel that my driving skills are complete. I've already got my driver's license and so on. Bring it here." Bar."

The bald headmaster was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Shang Xiaohong and said, "Xiaohong, have you got Mr. Xiao's driver's license ready?"

"done."

Shang Xiaohong walked over, opened the drawer, and took out the driver's license that had already been issued for Xiao Yi.Then, with a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye, he sent it to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi took his driver's license, then smiled evilly at the bald headmaster, and said, "It's okay, you should go on to Xiaohong."

Leaving these words behind, Xiao Yi turned around and strode out of the driving school principal's office.

(End of this chapter)