Hearing the three words "Mad Taoist Priest", Mr. Qiu suddenly hardened and then sat there straight. How could he not remember these three words?

Mr. Xie paused for a moment and said, "Thirty years ago, Mr. Qiu also had an old injury that was very severe. I tried all the methods at that time, but there was no effect. So I secretly went to the labor reform farm without hiding everyone and went to find a Taoist priest to find a way."

Mr. Qiu suddenly remembered many past events. His injuries were left behind during the War of Resistance Against Japan. With the medical conditions at that time, it was difficult to remove this crucial shrapnel. At that time, Mr. Qiu was young. Even if the shrapnel remained in his body, he rarely had an attack. After the attack, he took some painkillers and took it. Until the founding of the People's Republic of China, to be precise, it was thirty years ago that year. Mr. Qiu's old injuries suddenly occurred very severely, and he almost killed several times. The shrapnel had been in his body for decades, growing together with flesh and blood, and pressing in a very dangerous position. This shrapnel became something that could never be taken out.

At that time, Xie Quanzhang tried many methods. It took him half a year to use acupuncture and prescriptions to stabilize Mr. Qiu's situation. It continued until this year that the recurring attacks of old injuries occurred again.

Mr. Xie continued: "At that time, although my medical skills had been perfected, I was proficient in prescriptions and neglected with acupuncture. After hearing the treatment plan, the Taoist priest gave me a plum blossom acupuncture, which was the one I gave to Zeng Yi."

Qiu Laohu's eyes widened, as if he had heard something unbelievable, and said, "Then... was that book given to you by the crazy Taoist priest?"

Mr. Xie nodded slowly, with a very guilty expression on his face and said, "It's not that I want to hide it on purpose, but that the scheming Taoist priest was transforming at that time, and I went to see him secretly. It was already a big taboo, so how dare I say it again."

Mr. Qiu's hand trembled a little, and he patted the back of Mr. Xie's hand gently. He never expected that Xie Quanzhang would take such a big risk to cure his illness. Mr. Qiu said: "Quanzhang, it's your fault!"

"Later, the Taoist priest escaped from the labor camp, which became a sensational case. After the big storm ended, I was waiting for the Taoist priest to be rehabilitated, but because I could never find the Taoist priest himself, and the Taoist priest has no descendants, his rehabilitation case was put on hold again and again, and finally left it on the shelves. Now, no one will remember it again." When Mr. Xie said this, his guilty expression became even stronger.

Mr. Qiu couldn't help but sigh that when it comes to true, the qualifications of the priest of the priest are actually not worse than those of him, and even the priest of the priest participated in the revolution earlier than him. If the priest of the priest could live to this day, I believe that his weight is more important than him.

Before joining the revolution, Taoist priest was a Taoist priest in Taoist temple. Because he was very obsessed with medical skills, and was honest and compassionate, everyone called him Taoist priest. After a long time, he even forgot his real name.

After the founding of the country, the world was withdrawn. The Taoist priest resigned from his military position and sat in the hall to open a clinic in Sijiu City. He started a new job in treating diseases and saving lives. Otherwise, he would at least be able to obtain the rank of general with the qualifications and achievements of the Taoist priest.

However, it was not long. With the beginning of the movement to transform traditional Chinese medicine, the Taoist priests had no chance to sit in the hall. Later, the Taoist priest stood up and spoke to some old comrades who suffered grievances. He opposed class struggle as the mainstay. He believed that the world had been war for a long time, and now that people are at ease, they should no longer engage in any form of struggle.

This time, the Taoist priest caused a big disaster. In addition, during the war years, the Taoist priest once bluntly stated that some generals pretended to be sick and feared the war, and also offended some people. Therefore, under the influence of those who are interested, the Taoist priest became the target of transformation.

Fortunately, the Taoist priest lived countless people and owed countless favors to others, so no one made things difficult for him in the labor reform site. The Taoist priest also became a doctor in the labor reform site. Taking advantage of this convenience, the Taoist priest rescued and protected many people at that time.

"Later, the army adopted this side. After a long time, the secret was even more impossible to tell!" Mr. Xie sighed.

When Mr. Qiu heard this, his body suddenly stood up, his hands trembled slightly, pointed at Mr. Xie, and said, "You...you mean the child from Jianyue, that child..."

Mr. Xie pointed his head, sighed and said, "The plum blossom golden needle is a treasured object of the priest. When I gave the book, I saw the priest wearing the plum blossom golden needle on his finger. When I saw Zeng Yi that day, I knew that this secret could no longer be hidden."

Mr. Qiu stood there, not knowing whether it was shocked, angry, or happy, so that his lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

When the Taoist priest escaped from the labor camp, the child of Qiu Jianyue and his wife disappeared. Unfortunately, Mr. Qiu was also in the process of transformation and learning at that time. When the big storm ended, it was four years later. When the Qiu family went to search again, there was no clue, and no one could explain how the child disappeared. Even the Qiu family took a lot of trouble to find the tomb of Qiu Jianyue and his wife.

Mr. Xie was sitting in a wheelchair and was a little excited, saying, "Mr. Qiu, I know the loneliness in your heart for so many years. Now I don't have much time left. I really can't bear to see you continue to be so desolate, so I told this secret. Only I know this secret, even Mo Sili and the others are unaware of it. But there is one thing that Mr. Qiu must agree to me."

"You...you talk!" Mr. Qiu never frowned once even on the battlefield with bullets, but at this moment, his voice trembled a little.

"If Zeng Yi was really the child of that year, then Mr. Qiu would never rehabilitate the wise Taoist priest when he was alive!" When Mr. Xie said this, he was a little weak and tried hard to say the last word, and then leaned against the back of the chair and gasped.

In the past thirty years, Mr. Xie has been hoping that Taoist priests can be rehabilitated every day, but now, he asks Mr. Qiu not to rehabilitate the Taoist priests, because he understands the heart of an old man who has been lonely for thirty years. If Zeng Yi was really that child, Mr. Qiu would definitely do something.

And doing so will just hurt Zeng Yi.

The Qiu family is no longer the Qiu family thirty years ago. If a Zeng Yi suddenly appears, it will definitely be unwilling to many people. Mr. Qiu has suffered a lot of blows and cannot bear another blow.

A very painful expression appeared on Mr. Qiu's face. Obviously, he understood Xie Quanzhang's intention, but how could he bear to agree? His life was also given by the ignorant Taoist priest.

At this moment, footsteps came from outside the pavilion, and the assistant walked over with a blanket.

Mr. Qiu's face returned to normal, and he stood there with his waist straight, no different from his usual appearance.

Mr. Xie was a little tired. He sat in a wheelchair and did not speak. After asking his assistant to put on a blanket, he closed his eyes and leaned over there to rest.

"You send Mr. Xie back to rest!" Mr. Qiu ordered, saying, "Remember to bring a blanket when going out in the future to avoid catching a cold!"

The assistant agreed, then let go of the lock of the wheelchair and pushed Mr. Xie away in front.

Mr. Qiu stood in the pavilion like that. After ten minutes, he walked back. His steps were a little heavy, but he was full of strength than usual.

Zeng Yi landed at Yunhai Airport at this time. Gu Di learned the news and came to pick him up, and then pulled Zeng Yi to go for a drink.

However, Zeng Yi followed Gu Di. It was already late today, and even if he rushed back to Sinochem, he would not be able to work. It would be better to get up early tomorrow and return to Sinochem.

Since it was drinking, the two of them would definitely not be lively. Gu Di called Dong Liyang, Zhang Junyu, Wang Dazhi and others again, and opened a table full of people.

Dong Liyang has nothing to do with Feifei now. Zeng Yi did not mention this matter during the meal, so he naturally felt even more embarrassed to mention it. He would only support Sinochem City’s health creation matters.

Zhang Junyu remembered something and said, "Next month, we will start the new year's evaluation of outstanding performances and models. Zeng Yi, what do you think?"

Zeng Yi thought for a while and said, "Director Zhang, you know the improvement of the security situation in Zhonghua City in the past few months. The grassroots comrades have made great efforts, and we don't expect to win many honors. But if the evaluation of the awards and model is not won this time, it will be a big blow to morale. Director Zhang will have to say fairness at that time."

Zhang Junyu nodded with a wine glass. He mentioned this to make Zeng Yi prepare in advance. The achievements of the Sinochem Municipal Bureau are obvious to all, but the bad thing is that the Sinochem Municipal Bureau has been revoked all honorary titles. At that time, when it is taken out and compared with others, it will naturally be shorter.

"You make more materials and you must be informative. I will help you Zhonghua Municipal Bureau at that time." Zhang Junyu said. Although he could not help Zhonghua Municipal Bureau get all the honors, I believe it is still possible to strive for two or three outstanding models.

If there is no honor given to the Sinochem Municipal Bureau, it would be too unfair to Zeng Yi. The one who took over was a mess, but now that he has achieved achievements and is not sure that the Sinochem Municipal Bureau team will not be able to lead. The little prestige that Zeng Yi had just raised would probably be gone.

"I have to talk about it when I see Yu Hall!" Wang Dazhi also spoke up. Zeng Yi's achievements in the Sinochem Municipal Bureau are obvious to all, and it is really unreasonable not to give honors.

"Thank you, thank you!" Zeng Yi raised his glass and said, "It is also my honor to have you all affirmation!"

The banquet was over, and it was already eleven o'clock at night. Zeng Yi went back to the hotel to sleep. At dawn the next day, he set off for Zhonghua.

As soon as the car got off the highway, the phone rang. Zeng Yi picked it up and saw that it was Gu Di who called, and said, "Old Gu, I have arrived in Sinochem."

"You are leaving too fast!" Hearing his tone, Gu Di seemed to have just fallen asleep.

"There's no way. I've been out for several days. I have to go and order Mao today!" Zeng Yi smiled.

"Lao Zeng, I have something to tell you. Xie Quanzhang, Mr. Xie passed away early this morning!" Gu Di said on the phone.

"Who told you!" Zeng Yi was shocked and the car was killed in place. The news was too sudden. He had met Mr. Xie yesterday, so how could he die today?
Chapter completed!