Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1109 The Whole Family Avoids the Banquet, Master and Disciple Reunite (Two Chapters Combined)
Fang Yan recounted the entire story of He You's return to his family, including how people internationally were watching his affairs, and even the car chase he encountered in Hong Kong. Of course, he simplified the details to make it less thrilling.

However, everyone's hair stood on end when they heard that.

Imagine this: an elder you haven't seen in a long time returns from abroad, claiming to be visiting relatives, only to find out later that he's been paid to come back and collect secret formulas. That's terrifying.

The old woman spoke in dialect:

"Then we should tell Director Liao!"

"In this situation, you shouldn't let him get close to you."

Fang Yan shook his head and said:
“No, he is an overseas Chinese, and he did not openly obtain the secret formula through illegal means, nor did he explicitly express his intentions. What I am saying now is just my guess and judgment based on his current behavior.”

“Like the Americans and Japanese who came before, they all came for the secret formula I have. Even if we know it, we can only deal with them, we can’t just kick them out or arrest them.”

My mother said with some concern:
"That's too dangerous. I wonder what we'll encounter tonight."

"Fang Jie and Fang Chen know nothing yet, what if he sets a trap for them tonight..."

Zhu Lin, who was standing to the side, said:

"If you're really worried, just say you have something to do and can't go. You can just call the school."

Fang Yan nodded and said:

"It's fine if you don't want to go. Anyway, our family doesn't want to get anything from him. Let's just pretend we don't know him."

The old woman is very receptive to advice, and now that her son and daughter-in-law have both said so, she nodded and said:

"I think that's a good idea!"

She chooses to stay away from places where cunning is required, and is too lazy to deal with these foreign relatives. Her principle is simple: she can't let her family members hold back the dialect.

In particular, the dialect has made things clear, and now He Huiru believes that this fourth uncle is an "enemy agent" who has returned from abroad.

Because of her status, she couldn't do anything to him, but she still chose to keep her family away from him.

The old woman said:

“I’ll call your dad, Fang Jie, and Fang Chen right now.”

"Okay." Fang Yan nodded.

Once my mother made up her mind, she immediately started working on it. Before long, she made all the phone calls, explained the situation briefly, and the rest of the family members said they wouldn't go.

As for my eldest and second uncles' families, they weren't afraid of anything.

My second uncle's family and Fang Yan's family had a falling out, and no matter what they did, it didn't affect Fang Yan's family.

As for the eldest uncle's family, they also have the mentality of taking advantage of Fang Yan's family. If they really want to be used as pawns by He You, Fang Yan can take the opportunity to block them.

However, Fang Yan believes that He You is not very interested in them.

If none of Fang Yan's family goes today, He You will most likely know that Fang Yan is wary of him. He's not that stupid to start by targeting people who aren't closely connected to Fang Yan's family.

Fang Yan was too lazy to guess what he would do. After making the call, Fang Yan went to Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

The classmates should all be waiting in the meeting room by now.

Today's analysis of medical cases will definitely involve Fang Yan, except for the fatty liver and miscarriage, the other two can still be discussed.

When Fang Yan arrived, he found that they were all outside the conference room. He asked and found out that the dean and Director Liao were already in the conference room.

Being around the boss is incredibly stressful, so everyone's running away.

Fang Yan was also at a loss for words. Some people were desperately trying to find opportunities to interact with the leaders and leave an impression, while his classmates were all hiding outside, as if they were afraid of making eye contact with the leaders.

Many of the people here have worked in companies before, and are not exactly bright-eyed college students.

They remained the same.

Fang Yan walked into the conference room and, as expected, saw Director Liao and the dean there, as well as Gao Han, who was standing next to Director Liao.

Fang Yan greeted them.

After Director Liao agreed, he inquired about the treatment of He You's fainting spell earlier that day.

"That's true... He came out of the toilet, and due to excessive phlegm and heat, he became delirious and fainted. At first, Yan Yifan was the one who tried to resuscitate him, but later Jin Wubing and I massaged him and performed bloodletting to revive him," Fang Yan confirmed to Director Liao.

"I see..." Director Liao suddenly realized.

Then, speaking in dialect:
"He said he wanted to thank you and the people who participated in the rescue, and planned to invite you to dinner at the Yanjing Hotel when you have some free time, and also invite the leaders from the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office of the State Council, the Health Department, and Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

"..." Fang Yan was speechless. The other party was really persistent.

Knowing they couldn't get him tonight, they immediately changed their strategy.

Fang Yan didn't mince words with Director Liao, and said directly:

"Let me tell you something first."

"Hmm? What is it?" Director Liao asked.

He asked in dialect:

"Do you remember when we were in Hong Kong, we were targeted by a British pharmaceutical company and they chased our car there?"

Director Liao nodded:
"Of course I remember. You managed to escape after running to Old Tang's villa. It was Xue Zhen who found out the truth and used some tricks to convince them that you had left Hong Kong, which allowed you to move around freely."

He said in dialect:

"Now I suspect that my great-uncle and his professor friend were both hired by this company."

"This..." The dean standing to the side was somewhat surprised.

Director Liao, however, remained calm and spoke to Fang Yan:

"Tell me more about it."

"Gao Han, go to the outside entrance and tell everyone outside to move away."

Upon hearing this, Gao Han immediately nodded and left. There were some confidential matters involved, so Director Liao didn't want the students outside to know.

Fang Yan then recounted the story again, this time in more detail.

He also shared his own analysis.

After hearing this, Director Liao nodded and said to Fang Yan:

“Professor Huang Qiming does have some financial ties with British pharmaceutical companies. We don’t have clear evidence that you are his great-uncle, but since they are friends, we certainly have reason to suspect him.”

Director Liao said to Fang Yan:

"He hasn't done anything too outrageous yet, so you don't need to overreact."

"Next, I will arrange for our people to investigate in the UK and try to find out the details about him, Huang Qiming, and the British pharmaceutical company."

Fang Yan nodded:

"understand……"

After saying that, he asked:
"Should I accept his invitation?"

Director Liao said:
"Since his reasons are valid and he has invited so many people, of course we can agree to his invitation."

“If you are prepared, he can’t cause any big trouble in our capital.”

Nodding in dialect:

"I'll remember that."

Then he added to Director Liao:

"However, I definitely won't be able to go to the family dinner tonight. I made an appointment with Lao Hu to pick up my master at the airport, and my family has also decided that they don't really want to get involved."

Director Liao said:
"This is also a family matter, so try to handle it gently and avoid damaging your own image."

"Even if you want to refuse, you have to be reasonable and have evidence. You can't let him find a handle to use as an opportunity to publicize and hype it up."

Nodding in dialect:

"I know, it's like practicing Tai Chi."

Director Liao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Haha, that's a very vivid way of putting it."

……

After discussing this matter, it was time for Fang Yan and the others to summarize their afternoon. First, Fang Yan recounted the medical case of the overseas Chinese businessman from noon that day.

The dean left first.

Director Liao seemed to have nothing to do in the afternoon; he actually stayed there and sat down to listen.

I treated the dialect as a work report and recounted the two medical cases I had chosen that I could talk about.

Director Liao was quite satisfied after listening. He did not participate in the Q&A session with other people. He said goodbye to Fang Yan and then left.

As soon as Director Liao left, the atmosphere in the conference room became lively.

Everyone had a lot of questions on their minds, and they all asked them at once.

For example, Li Zhengji asked:
"How can the Renying pulse in the neck be used in place of the Cun, Guan, and Chi pulses? Could you share your insights?"

He's only interested in these high-end things; he's not so interested in the others, since he can figure it out himself.

These are his future team members, Fang Yan said:

"Of course it's no problem!"

Then I told them all the tips and methods involved.

After learning the results, everyone was at a loss, or at least most people were at a loss. This method requires a very high level of perception from the doctor. Most people thought they would need a long period of practice to master it. Only a small number of people had strong pulse diagnosis skills to begin with, so they immediately got the hang of it after hearing the dialect.

At this point, because of this pulse diagnosis technique, a huge gap once again appeared in the class. Some students could do it, while others could not; there were no people in between.

Then someone asked whether it's possible to use immunosuppressants (cyclophosphamide) in combination with traditional Chinese medicine, given the critical point where the body cannot tolerate tonics.

Of course, what people are most curious about is how the dialect helped He You get first aid.

They had all heard the patients outside say that a few needles had brought the person back to life, as if the person had been brought back from the brink of death by the help of the dialect.

This could actually be discussed, so after asking the questions, Fang Yan shared He You's rescue process with everyone on the screen.

Old Hu arrived around four o'clock.

"Excuse me, students, I have to finish work early today. I need to be at the airport to pick someone up at five o'clock sharp," Fang Yan said, bowing to this kind of person.

The others naturally had no objections either; after speaking so much in the dialect, they needed time to process it.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Fang Yan went downstairs with Lao Hu to the parking lot.

"Drive one car? Or one car for each person?" Old Hu asked Fang Yan.

He said in dialect:

“You and Lao Cui will share one car, and I'll drive the other. Who knows, there might be other people who need a ride later.”

Old Hu nodded:

"Alright! Let's go!"

Then the two got into the car, started the engine, and drove out of the hospital, heading towards the Capital Airport.

It was late June, and the sun was still quite strong at a little past four in the afternoon. The car was scorching hot inside, so he opened the windows after starting the car.

It wasn't until the wind blew in that I felt much cooler.

As we gradually left the main urban area, there were not many changes, just like last time. Outside, there were still endless farmlands, with lush green cornfields stretching all the way to the horizon.

Not far away, several red brick buildings under construction could be seen, with red banners reading "Grasp Revolution, Promote Production" hanging from the scaffolding. Workers wearing willow hats used pulley systems to hoist and pass precast cement slabs. It was unclear whether this was a task assigned by the production team or a factory built by overseas Chinese investors.

There has been a noticeable increase in the number of people returning to invest recently, and asphalt paving has already begun on some main roads.

It's clearly to make transportation more convenient after the factory is repaired.

"To get rich, build roads first." Although this slogan was first proposed by Xu Qibin, then secretary and county head of Meishan, Sichuan Province, in 1982 during the Meishan highway renovation and widening project, everyone already knows this principle.

A three-wheeled motorcycle carrying gas cylinders drove by, honking its horn. The gas cylinders in the truck bed were printed with the words "Yanjing Gas Company" in red paint, which made Fang Yan turn around and look at them several times.

"Are gas delivery services now being delivered to the countryside?" he wondered to himself.

Suddenly I remembered that there should be factories here, and it dawned on me that these factories investing and building everywhere have these gas needs, which is why they are delivered here.

It seems that my flapping of the butterfly's wings did have some effect after all.

Historically, there certainly wasn't this much investment around the capital at this time.

It took about forty minutes for the two of them to finally arrive at the Capital Airport.

This is under the condition that they are driving relatively fast.

There wasn't a single tall tree near the airport, so Fang Yan and his friends had no choice but to park their car in the blazing sun.

"The plane will land in a little while, we should be able to see it from here," Lao Hu said to Fang Yan as he got out of the car, glancing at his watch.

Fang Yan nodded and looked up towards the southwest.

I don't know if the planes returning from Sichuan were on that route.

They glanced at their watches; it was still a few minutes before five o'clock. So the three of them waited in the sun.

Old Hu asked in dialect:

"Will my family mind if I don't go to the family gathering today?"

He said in dialect:

"Of course not."

"Because none of my family is going."

"Huh?" Old Hu was taken aback, not quite understanding what he meant.

he asked:
"Why isn't the whole family going?"

He said in dialect:

“My great-uncle is probably from a British pharmaceutical company and wants to get the secret formula from me.”

Old Hu wasn't too surprised when he heard this. He thought for a moment and said:

"That's quite normal."

"Overseas, once they know you have any family relationship with them, they will definitely try to get them to contact you. Then they will probably give you a benefit that you can't refuse."

"If you agree, that would be best. If you don't agree, they'll come up with other ways."

"You seem to have a pretty clear understanding of their logic."

"Capitalists only have a few tricks up their sleeves. I'm a capitalist myself, so I know these tactics all too well."

"If they can't threaten you, they'll definitely threaten those they can, like your great-uncle's descendants. I've heard Li Chengzhu talk about the British pharmaceutical group; their methods are quite dirty."

"Your maternal uncle might come to your door asking for your help someday."

“If he had come back earlier and confessed, I might have tried to help him solve the problem. But he chose to scheme against me, so I definitely won’t take his tricks. If he wants to morally blackmail me, then I have to be morally honest with him first.”

"Haha..." Old Hu laughed; Fang Yan's temperament suited him.

Just then, the roar of airplane engines came from the sky.

Looking towards the west towards the sun, a plane was circling and descending in the direction the runway was pointing.

"It must be Master's plane!" He squinted, the sun was very bright at this moment.

Old Hu watched the plane begin to land, then said to Fang Yan:

"should be."

The two then went to the airport arrivals area to wait for their master to come out. There weren't many people there; most of them were people from their workplaces who had come to pick them up.

Fang Yan didn't even see Wang You and her father.

My senior classmates didn't come over either.

"So they only notified us?" Old Hu remarked from the side.

He said in dialect:

"I guess they originally wanted us to notify the others, but forgot to write it in the telegram. After all, sending a telegram to everyone would be quite troublesome."

Old Hu nodded:

"I guess the old man forgot."

After waiting for about twenty minutes, someone finally came out of the passage.

Fang Yan immediately noticed that the young Liu Xiaoqing was walking at the front, followed by several familiar-looking people.

This woman was also born in 1955, the same age as Fang Yan.

She's originally from Fuling, Chongqing, so filming in Sichuan is practically her home turf.

As she passed by Fang Yan and his group, she paused slightly, her gaze lingering on Fang Yan for a moment before she looked thoughtful. However, she couldn't recall anything and continued walking out of the airport.

"Fangyan!" Just then, a voice rang out from inside the passage.

Liu Xiaoqing turned her head and saw that it was Old Lu, who had gone to film with them, calling for people.

Only then did she realize that the person she had just met was Fang Yan, a famous doctor in the capital.

Fang Yan and Lao Hu stopped paying attention to Liu Xiaoqing and went to greet him.

"Master! It's been almost half a year since I last saw you. How are you doing?" Fang Yan went up to the old man and asked.

Lu Donghua hadn't changed much; he still looked very energetic and walked with a brisk pace.

He looked Fang Yan up and down and said:

"I'm fine, but you look darker."

“You’re the one who’s been wrong!” Fang Yan said to him.

The old man's skin was noticeably fairer.

It must be because I didn't get enough sun exposure; my skin became fair in just four months.

Lu Donghua laughed and said:

"Hahaha... I'm eating and sleeping well over there, and I've even visited several Taoist doctors. I'm living a very comfortable life."

"If the crew hadn't been coming back, I wouldn't have wanted to come back at all."

After saying that, he patted Fang Yan on the shoulder:

"The saying 'Young people shouldn't go to Sichuan, and old people shouldn't leave Sichuan' is really true."

It's clear that the old man really enjoys being there.

"Master, have you forgotten about me?!" Hu Daohu said to Lu Donghua at this moment.

Lu Donghua was taken aback, then slapped his forehead:
"Oh dear, isn't this my little apprentice? I'm so sorry!"

I hadn't noticed Hu Daohu before, but now I realize that he was the apprentice I took in before I left.

Hu Daohu said to Lu Donghua:
"You startled me. I thought you had forgotten about me."

Lu Donghua said:
"I can't forget, I can't forget. Oh, right... where is everyone else?" He looked around and found that only Fang Yan and the others had arrived.

"Did you forget to send a telegram?" Fang Yan asked.

Old Hu also asked:
"Was it only sent to dialect speakers?"

Lu Donghua said:
"No, I sent it to Sihai and Ding Jian yesterday afternoon. They even said they'd get together tonight."

Fang Yan thought for a moment and said:

"That might mean the telegram hasn't been sent yet."

Lu Donghua said:
"No way, how did you receive it?"

Hu Daohu, who was standing nearby, reminded him:

“Master, it’s different. Our telegrams are sent with priority.”

Lu Donghua then realized that Fang Yan and Hu Daohu had connections in higher-ups, and their information was prioritized.

I only just figured out the dialect.

At this moment, Lu Donghua said:
"Then it probably wasn't delivered."

Fang Yan said to his master:

"Since we're having a get-together, why don't you come to my place? I'll call them when I get back and let them know. It's been a while since your grand-disciple has seen you."

Lu Donghua patted the suitcase he brought back and said:

"Okay, I've also brought you a lot of gifts in this box."

"If it weren't for the rule that you can't bring that much on the plane, I could have brought even more."

He said in dialect:

"Hey, you're so particular about that..."

Lu Donghua said:
"That has to be done properly. We haven't seen each other for four months, and I have to show my appreciation as soon as I get back."

Fang Yan smiled and said:
"Let's go, let's not chat here anymore, the car will be burning hot in the sun again soon."

Lu Donghua nodded, let Fang Yan take his luggage, and then the group walked outside together.

When Fang Yan reached the door, he noticed that Liu Xiaoqing, who had come out earlier, was still there. She and a few other people who had come out with her were looking around on the roadside, as if they were waiting for a car.

Fang Yan ignored them, and the old man didn't even go to say hello; everyone just got into the car.

However, before setting off, Fang Yan still asked one question:
"Master, should we take them back with us?"

The old man shook his head:
"No need, I'm not familiar with it."

Those four simple words conceal a great deal.

Fang Yan nodded and started the car. He then saw that Liu Xiaoqing had already noticed him. After Fang Yan turned the car around, she walked over and called out loudly:

"Comrade! Comrade Fang Yan! Mr. Lu!"

The old man paused, then said in a low voice:
"Go quickly!"

Fang Yan was both amused and exasperated, but he still started the car and sped off in a flash.

Old Hu followed closely behind, and the two Mercedes sped away, disappearing into the distance at the end of the road in no time.

Liu Xiaoqing was left standing there helplessly.

"..."

PS: The basic chapter of 6000 words is now complete. There will be an extra chapter later.

(End of this chapter)