Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 335 Is your real name Liao Yaquan?
Did Zhang Taiyan know?

This was the first thought that popped into Bao Guowei's mind, but he immediately dismissed it.

Even people around him like Zhang Nianyue and Cao Yanhai knew little about penicillin.

Not to mention Zhang Taiyan who has been lying in bed.

Bao Guowei smiled and placed the porcelain cup in his hand on the bedside table.

"As long as you can understand, it's good. As long as you can take good care of your health, it will be Guowei's best hope."

Zhang Taiyan put down the book in his hand. Seeing that Bao Guowei was unwilling to speak, he naturally did not force him. These days, he, Zhang Binglin, was not a fool and could always detect some clues.

He sighed, and the sharpness in his eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by gentleness.

"Whether it's allicin, magic medicine, or any project you want to carry out, your master will support you. I just hope that you don't waste your energy on this old man, but really work for this country."

Zhang Taiyan is a madman; this is how the outside world views him.

Since he fell ill, he has never restrained his "madness".

But no matter how "crazy" he was, Zhang Taiyan was still a human being. When facing death, he would be afraid and would think, and when he saw the sad faces of those around him.

He would also feel distressed, as it was a double torture of physical pain and mental distress.

But even so, Zhang Taiyan was still very clear-headed. As one of the top masters of this era, he knew very well what he wanted.

That's why I said these words to Bao Guowei.

"Sir, I am not." Bao Guowei wanted to explain himself, but was stopped by Zhang Taiyan waving his hand.

"Okay, I know what you want to say. You just don't want to tell me, old man. I don't know these things, and I don't need to know them. I just need to know your determination to serve the country and the people." Zhang Taiyan's voice was hoarse, and he couldn't help but look up at the ceiling.

"In my life, I have studied, participated in revolution, and fought against others, all for the passion in my heart, and I just hope that the country can become strong. If I become a burden to the people around me, I, Zhang Binglin, might as well leave now."

Bao Guowei looked at Zhang Taiyan in surprise and saw many complicated emotions in his eyes.

There are regrets, sadness, and hope.

Even a figure as influential as Zhang Taiyan could not withstand the torture of time and illness.

Bao Guowei had a complicated expression.

But then I heard Zhang Taiyan say: "Bingwen, those visions you talked about to me and Yucai in Shanghai before, and those achievements that our country will make in the future, are they really achievable?"

Bao Guowei's nose was sore. He cupped his hands and said, "This is Guowei's conjecture and also Guowei's dream, but I believe that it will come true one day. China will stand out in the world again. For this, Guowei will do his best! Contribute his own little strength!"

Zhang Taiyan kept his eyes on Bao Guowei until he saw the expression on his face and realized that it could not be fake, then he spoke happily.

"Okay! Okay~ cough cough cough!"

Then there was another violent coughing fit.

Bao Guowei hurriedly helped him pat his back, but the latter did not care about it and instead smiled sincerely.

"As long as I know your original intention, I, Zhang Binglin, will be relieved. Even if I die, I will get what I want."

"Sir, you are too pessimistic. Given the current situation, it will be difficult for you to die." Bao Guowei smiled and shook his head, and couldn't help but joked.

"Don't say that. I know very well that even if I get better this time, I won't be able to live long." Zhang Taiyan stopped Bao Guowei from comforting him, then took out a letter from under the pillow, handed it to Bao Guowei and said.

"I wanted to go to the north with you, but a good friend in Tianjin invited me to do so. Now I can only ask you to complete this task for me."

Bao Guowei frowned. Does the old man have any acquaintances in Tianjin?

However, given Zhang Taiyan's status, this is not surprising, but when Bao Guowei saw the person on the letter, he was almost scared.

Because the signature on it was clearly "Hou Zhiben"!
If we only talk about his pen, perhaps not many people would know it.

But when it comes to his name, everyone knows it.

Hou Debang, whose courtesy name is Zhiben, is the pioneer of China's modern heavy chemical industry!
Seeing Bao Guowei's shock, even though Zhang Taiyan's voice was hoarse and he was still coughing, he was still pleased to be able to surprise his apprentice. He chuckled and said, "I knew that you were holding back a big move. I have some connections with Mr. Hou, and I think it should be helpful to you, so I sent him a letter. Now this letter is his invitation to us to visit Tianjin for exchanges. I think it should be helpful to your current career, right?"

Seeing that Bao Guowei was dumbfounded and did not answer, Zhang Taiyan thought that he did not know who Hou Debang was, so he explained.

"Don't you know Hou Debang? He is a genius who is no less talented than you. When he was studying in Peking, he scored the highest marks in ten subjects, the highest in Tsinghua University. Later, he went to study in the United States. Now he is an authority in the field of chemistry in China and a leader in domestic industrial construction."

How could Bao Guowei not know what Zhang Taiyan introduced?

He was just surprised that the other party had actually made things worse and actually recommended him a helpful and capable person.

When it comes to building an industrial base, Bao Guowei, Zhu Kezhen, and Du Yuesheng have no experience either.

But with Hou Debang's help, everything will be twice as easy!

I almost forgot about this big shot from the Republic of China!

Even more, I can help promote the development of heavy chemistry in the country and bring new technologies to the alkali industry a few years ahead of schedule!

The idea I have always had, the production of synthetic ammonia, is not impossible to achieve!
"What's wrong?" Zhang Taiyan looked at Bao Guowei curiously, wondering why he had lost his composure like that.

Bao Guowei shook his head, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said.

"It's alright, sir. I know Mr. Hou Debang. I will definitely go to Tianjin. Your letter has been a great help to me!"

"Hahahaha! Good, good!"

Hearing that his guess was correct, Zhang Taiyan immediately smiled sincerely. When he saw his apprentice's strange reaction, he couldn't help but laugh.

"You kid, are you crying? There's no need to be like this."

Zhang Taiyan looked like a victorious child.

Bao Guowei couldn't help but be speechless and retorted.

"No, you've never seen me cry before. It was just the sand in the wind that fell into my eyes."

"Where did the sand come from in the house? You must have cried, and you don't want anyone to say anything, right?"

"If I say there is, then there is. It was blown in through the window. I, Bao Guowei, will never cry!"

"Hey! You still don't admit it!"

As soon as he walked out of the room, Bao Guowei saw Zhang Nianyue, with a woman following behind her.

"Guowei, I've prepared some hot water for you. I tell you, the old man is in great shape now and can even curse."

Zhang Nianyue rushed over with a smile. Bao Guowei put his arms around her waist and nodded, but his eyes fell on the woman behind her.

He had never met this woman before.

Zhang Nianyue smiled and introduced him.

"This is a cadre from our Women's Federation, her name is Liao Yaquan. When she heard that the old man was ill, she was very worried and came to help me."

Then Zhang Nianyue introduced him to the woman.

"This is my fiancé, Mr. Bao Guowei, you should be very familiar with him."

Liao Yaquan had a pair of foxy eyes and was wearing a school uniform, but that couldn't hide her figure at all. She said with a bow.

"Meet Mr. Bingwen."

For a moment, Bao Guowei's eyes seemed to freeze, staring at the other person's face.

Said word by word.

"Liao Yaquan?"

(End of this chapter)