nostalgic

"Miss Tang, it has been proven that people with flowing noodles do exist, and their symptoms and manifestations are complicated and complicated, but I personally think that the person you want to prove does not belong to this category." Tang Shuyi directly rejected Tang Yun's idea.

"Can you give some hints about this matter?" Tang Yun took the opportunity to ask.

"If you want to further confirm whether Jiangnan is Lu Yuntou, you can try to find a medical file that was privately sealed by Mr. Tang Wen as a reference, but the specific location of this file, except for Tang Wen himself, no one else knows " Zhou Shuyi's warm voice reached Tang Yun's ears through the microphone.

After Tang Yun hung up the phone, a house that Tang Wen bought in Lucheng after the Qiantang Hospital turned a profit immediately came to mind. Because the hospital was too busy on weekdays, it took Tang Wen a month after the house was renovated. It is also rare to go back here a few times, the father and daughter live in two places, usually busy, and the limited meetings between the two are limited to the office room of Qiantang Hospital or the tavern that has been razed to the ground.

Tang Yun came to this quiet residence once when Tang Wen was alive. Because she seldom lived in it, the whole house exuded a commercial atmosphere similar to an office. For homeowners, there is an illusion of strong support for buying, so that the economic chain is broken and the loan cannot be repaid.

Parked in the yard garage is a dusty black Audi. That car was a gift from Jian Huailin to Tang Wen when Qiantang Hospital was founded. But Tang Yun knew that it happened to be Tang Wen's favorite car model in her heart.

In terms of business, Jian Huailin is very talented, with a long-term and precise vision. Just as he clearly understands Tang Wen's inner needs, Jian Huailin is sensitive to the supply and demand of the people. That person seems to regard accumulating money as a reality game, and socialize every day. Going west, getting stuck in it and never getting tired of it.

It was the beauty Jiangnan who broke the vicious cycle. The appearance of Jiangnan made Jian Huailin shift the focus of her life from career to emotional life, and the accumulation of family wealth became a secondary matter.

In March of the year after Jiang Nan married into Jian's family, Tang Wen was abused by his colleagues in Lucheng Hospital because of his ignorance of the world.

Seeing this situation, Jian Huailin proposed to assist Tang Wen in opening a private hospital in Lucheng. Tang Wen was in a stalemate and had no choice but to agree with trepidation.

During the process of opening the hospital, Tang Wen suffered from short-sightedness and lack of experience. At those critical moments when his career was about to collapse, Tang Wen had to ask Jian Huailin for help as if holding the last straw, so Jian Huailin passively assumed the role of the helm. Give experience, help with money, and help Tang Wen prop up Qiantang Hospital in the precarious situation.

After the last heavy snow in Lucheng in winter, Tang Yun drove on a muddy road and came to the residence belonging to her father Tang Wen. She took a deep breath and pushed open the door. Two pairs of women's leather shoes with a height of three or four centimeters were neatly arranged. Putting it aside, there is a middle-aged lady's favorite style of coat hanging on the hanger, a row of flowers and plants are neatly arranged by the window edge, and the expected boring and ethereal room is full of ordinary life at this moment.

Seeing these warm changes, Tang Yun recalled that Lu Fan, the woman with whom Tang Wen fell in love for a short time, must have been the one who carefully decorated this deserted residence with a pair of skillful hands.

Tang Wen's pure white residence is like a drawing paper, with a simple and clear layout that can be seen at a glance. Tang Yun, knowing that there is no hope, still rummages through each room with a serious personality.

"Squeak..." The door seemed to be blown open by the wind, the door panel was swinging back and forth anxiously with the wind, the piercing sound echoed on the high roof, the sluggish soles of shoes rubbed against the floor, and the sound of footsteps was faintly discernible, Tang Yin flinched and grabbed the desk. He poked his head out of his inkstone, and saw Lu Fan covering his face with his hands, moving slowly and appearing at the corner of the stairs.

"Why are you here?" Tang Yun awkwardly put down the inkstone in her hand, her eyes fell on Lu Fan's ankle with a strange red line.

"You asked Jingyuan to look for someone to look after the house, but Jingyuan couldn't find a suitable person for a while, so she entrusted this job to me." Lu Fan put down his palm, showing a square dressing on his face.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Yun looked back and forth at the wound on Lu Fan's face.

"Accidentally hurt my cheek. At this age, bumps and bumps are inevitable, and a little injury is not a problem." Lu Fan said it easily, but lowered his head to dodge.

"Then take a good rest and rest earlier." Seeing this, Tang Yun withdrew her gaze from Lu Fan's cheek.

"Yunyun, you must have something to do here, right?" Lu Fan gently pressed his fingers on the wound under the dressing to relieve the pain.

"I came to get something, but I looked around and still couldn't find it." Tang Yun pursed her lips to hide her disappointment.

"What do you want to take? I am more familiar with this family than you, maybe I can help you." Lu Fan's dim and dull eyes suddenly lit up.

"My father kept a private medical file alone. Do you know where he keeps it?" Tang Yun felt sad when she heard Lu Fan's words.

"I've never heard him mention the file, but you're really a child. If you think things are so simple, how can you put such important files in your residence? I think most of them are in Lucheng Bank. A place like a safe or a hospital's confidential file room." Lu Fan suggested enthusiastically, caressing his face.

"I have checked the bank safe, the hospital office, the hospital archives, and the hospital dormitory before I came, but unfortunately I found nothing. If there is no such place, I think it is impossible to find this file." Tang Yun said something here. frustrated.

"Really? That's really bad." Lu Fan lowered his hands weakly, opened and closed his pale lips, and moved his body mechanically past Tang Yun's eyes, as if falling into an absurd nightmare.

The bright room was instantly darkened, and Tang Yun's chest seemed to be oppressed by a stone.

Tang Yun lay on the steering wheel for a while, and after her heart stabilized, she took out her mobile phone to call Tang Jingyuan, but there was a beeping waiting ring tone from the earpiece, but no one answered, Tang Jingyuan must be busy, so Tang Yun Yun called another doctor at Qiantang Hospital.

"Uncle Han, I'm Yunyun. Aunt Lu Fan has some health problems. Please arrange for two doctors to visit my father's residence." Tang Yun asked on the phone.

"Yunyun, don't worry, Uncle will arrange it for you right away." Han Liangsheng, Tang Wen's right-hand man, readily agreed.