Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1131 Entrapment, A Tale of Britain (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)

Because Fang Yan strongly suspected that He Jingwei was the mastermind behind He You, she agreed to have lunch with them later to discuss the matter.

After saying goodbye to the others, Fang Yan asked someone to take the He family father and son to the office for tea. Then he took the medical records to the dean's office.

The main reason why the He family father and son were not allowed to stay here was that we didn't want them to see too much here. Fang Yan wasn't the only one in the elite class with a unique skill; most of them had their own specialties.

If even one of the items is taken by the He family father and son, Fang Yan feels it's a loss for the country.

Why not just take them out for tea?

He Jingwei had already realized this, but Fang Yan was just being wary of him, leaving him helpless. Now he and his son were being watched closely, with no chance for them at all.

Fang Yan then went to the dean's office, where he happened to meet a leader from the Ministry of Health. He took out his medical records and explained the situation.

After Fang Yan finished reporting his work, the hospital director told Fang Yan to just come up with the treatment plan. The leader from the Ministry of Health said that they had had enough time to communicate in the past two days, and they wouldn't be allowed to come again tomorrow. He would personally take these people to other places for exchanges. After all, there are quite a few traditional Chinese medicine hospitals in Beijing. Let them go to other hospitals to see, so as not to keep bothering Fang Yan and his team with their medical treatment.

As for the meeting between Fang Yan and the He family father and son at noon today, the hospital cafeteria set up a table for them in a private room so they could talk alone.

The Ministry of Health leader spoke to the dialect:

“We’re right next door listening. You can talk to them and see what they have to say.”

"We'll decide how to deal with them based on what they say."

I immediately understood the dialect; it was a case of entrapment.

If the Ho family father and son were to violate any taboo, they would at least be deported, if not arrested.

This is exactly what the dialect wants.

After discussing the details with his superiors, he took his leave and returned to the outpatient building.

After asking around and confirming that there were no unsolvable problems, Fang Yan checked his watch, went back to his clinic, and took out the gifts he had received earlier.

After packing everything up, I went straight home.

"All done for today?" Zhu Lin was tidying up Fang Yan's desk in the study.

Fang Yan placed the gifts he had brought back on the table and said to Zhu Lin:

"Yes, this is a gift from an overseas Chinese businessman. There's a rather sharp sword inside. Be careful not to hurt yourself."

Zhu Lin saw that there really was a box containing a sword inside and nodded.

Then, in dialect, he continued:
"Also, I won't be coming home for lunch today. Please tell Mom."

"Okay." Zhu Lin nodded.

Then she asked curiously:

"Where are you going to eat?"

The dialect responded:
"At noon, my great-uncle's son and grandson wanted to have lunch with me in the hospital cafeteria. They said they had something to tell me, but it wasn't convenient for me to bring them back, so I had to arrange for them to have lunch in the hospital cafeteria."

Hearing that the people having dinner with him were from the He family who had returned this time, Zhu Lin, who already knew they were up to no good, asked:

What can they possibly want to talk to you about?

Fang Yan smiled and said in a relaxed tone:
"What else could it be? They came back for the secret formula I have, didn't they?"

Zhu Lin knew that Fang Yan would definitely not hand over the secret recipe, so she asked:
"You knew that, yet you still went to eat with them?"

He said in a meaningful dialect:
"I only went to eat with them because I knew that. If all goes well, we shouldn't see them again after this meal."

……

After putting his things away at home, it was almost time. Fang Yan went back to the hospital and went straight to the conference room. He saw the He family father and son sitting there, looking bored and staring at each other. He said to them:

"Let's go have lunch together."

He Dong swung his gold watch to check the time and said to Fang Yan:

"Cousin, you've had a really busy day. If you had your skills abroad, you wouldn't be able to manage everything like this; you'd just be directing from behind the scenes." Fang Yan replied with a smile.
"That sounds really good... You mean your cousin?"

As everyone walked out of the conference room, He Jingwei, upon hearing Fang Yan's words, smiled and said:

"Haha, I'm not at that level. He's talking about Professor Huang Qiming."

After saying that, he spoke in dialect:

“My son and I both work under Professor Huang. He really only has to say a few words and he gets a lot of money every month.”

Fang Yan asked curiously:
"And what about your maternal great-uncle?"

Upon hearing this, He Dong showed a hint of disdain and said:

"Him? He's nowhere near Professor Huang's level."

He Jingwei glared at He Dong and scolded him:

"What do you mean by your grandfather?"

He Dong said unhappily:
"That's what it is..."

The dialect sounded off; it seemed like the father and son harbored resentment towards the old man in the family.

Moreover, the Ho family's traditional dialect is well-known; making a living abroad would be a piece of cake.
Fang Yan led them toward the cafeteria while asking:
"The He family's inherited pediatric medical secrets are not weak either, so how come they are so far inferior?"

He Jingwei said:
"This is a long story..."

He seemed reluctant to talk about it.

Fang Yan said with a chuckle:

"Let's make a long story short."

He Jingwei glanced at Fang Yan, knowing what they were going to talk about later, and knew he couldn't make any definitive statements now. After thinking for a moment, he could only say to Fang Yan:

"Simply put, it's about commercial value. Our family's secret recipes are not without substitutes. Moreover, when we went to England, the books of those recipes we brought were confiscated for a period of time. Later, many recipes were leaked, and we lost the livelihood passed down from our ancestors. In the end, we could only beg for a living under Professor Huang."

After saying that, he added:

"But Professor Huang has been quite good to us too."

Fang Yan glanced at the gold watch on He Dong's wrist and said:

"I see it."

He thought about what He Jingwei had just said and still felt there were some loopholes. If the British were treating them so badly, how could they have settled there?

Fang Yan turned to He Jingwei and said:
“Uncle, but I remember that in the He family’s ancestral pediatric manual, there are a few unique ‘umbilical cord cutting techniques’ and ‘emergency formulas for infantile convulsions’. Especially the technique for treating neonatal umbilical cord convulsions, which requires the use of specially made silver needles and medicinal powder. It is impossible to learn it just by reading the prescription.”

He paused, then looked into He Jingwei's eyes with a smile and added:
"Besides, if the secret recipe is really confiscated, according to the traditions of the older generation, we should at least try to get it back or make amends, right? How can we just throw away our ancestral craft and turn around to work for outsiders?"

He Dong was about to interject when He Jingwei stopped him with a look.

He Jingwei's smile faded slightly as he forced an explanation: "Times have changed. Survival is the priority. Back then, in a foreign land, having a place to stay was a blessing..."

Fang Yan thought to himself, "Have I developed Stockholm syndrome from this?"
However, he didn't continue, and said with a smile:

"That's true, it's really not easy to settle down in a foreign country."

However, he felt that there was another guess that was more credible... that someone had voluntarily handed over the He family's prescription in exchange for a stable backer.

Now that they'd reached the cafeteria entrance, Fang Yan pointed to the side door:
"We've arrived at the cafeteria. Let's go to a private room to eat and chat."

PS: After finishing this chapter, I currently owe everyone 8000 words.

There will be more this afternoon.

(End of this chapter)