The fragrance of medicine fills the countryside in 1990

Chapter 124 Tang Bin vs. Gu Xinliang, the shadow standing on the roof of the TV station building
Su Chenjin held the pot of green jasmine flowers in both hands and walked towards Tang Bin with light steps.

There was a subtle respect in her eyes, and her voice flowed out like a spring, with a hint of gentleness: "Hello, Mr. Tang Bin. This pot of jasmine in my hand is Director Gu Xinliang's favorite. He is about to embark on a one-month official trip, so he entrusted this pot of flowers to me and asked me to take care of it."

Tang Bin nodded slightly, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

"Oh, this is Director Gu's treasure. I have always been partial to these flowers and plants. I know that although they are beautiful, they need careful care, which is not easy. Xiaojin, you have to immerse yourself in the ocean of knowledge and pursue the pinnacle of academic studies every day. You are also busy with the complicated affairs of the project and shoulder heavy responsibilities. I am afraid that this pot of flowers will distract your energy. In my opinion, it seems that it is not suitable for you to take care of it personally."

Su Chenjin lowered his eyes, which were as clear as autumn water, like a pouring river of stars, yet concealed endless depth.

Her eyes were fixed on the jasmine flower in her hand. The flower was as white as snow, and its delicate petals were trembling slightly, blooming quietly like a fairy surrounded by green leaves.

The jasmine flowers, each petal seems to be a work of art carefully carved by nature. They are stacked layer upon layer, nestling against each other, emitting a faint fragrance that permeates the air, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Su Chenjin gently stroked the petals, feeling the soft and delicate texture, as if communicating with a soul.

At this moment, Su Chenjin's eyes inadvertently raised and met Tang Bin's eyes as deep as the sea.

Tang Bin's eyes were filled with complex emotions, as if hiding endless secrets and stories.

Their eyes met in the air
Su Chenjin stared into Tang Bin's eyes, trying to explore the mysterious meaning behind his words.

There seemed to be some kind of calling, some kind of desire, or perhaps some unfulfilled feelings in Tang Bin's eyes.

He stood quietly, waiting for Su Chenjin's response. His calm appearance seemed to have everything under control. Everything was within his expectations.

"Well, Mr. Tang Bin," Su Chenjin's voice flowed like a clear spring, and her eyes sparkled with curiosity and exploration like stars.

Su Chenjin leaned forward slightly, and her eyes were deeply locked in Tang Bin's eyes as deep as the sea. "In your heart, who is the most impeccable candidate?"

Tang Bin responded with a faint smile, which was a mixture of confidence and a hint of mischievous playfulness.

He raised his finger leisurely, and pointed it at himself, as if to reveal a pre-set answer.

"Perhaps the person in front of you is the most suitable candidate?"

Tang Bin's tone was understated, but it carried a firmness and seriousness that could not be ignored, as if he was endorsing his own words, and also as if he was showing Su Chenjin an indisputable fact.

Su Chenjin's eyes slightly raised, and after a fleeting moment of stunned silence, the corners of her lips curled up into a flower-like smile, mixed with a bit of mischievous teasing, "Mr. Tang Bin, you are a very busy man, and you actually have the leisure to take care of these flowers and plants? Leave this kind of delicate work to a little assistant like me."

Tang Bin shook his head gently, a subtle hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, as if he saw through the concern behind Su Chenjin's teasing, "Xiaojin, don't underestimate me." He paused, with a hint of deep meaning in his voice, "As my assistant, you should know that although my time is precious, I know how to allocate it. These flowers may be just trivial things in your eyes, but to me, they carry a special emotion."

After hearing this, Su Chenjin's heart couldn't help but move. She looked into Tang Bin's deep eyes and could see some deep meaning in them that she had never noticed.

"Mr. Tang Bin, I don't want to be blamed by that strict Director Gu for being lazy and not helping him take good care of the flowers. His sharp eyes are enough to make me feel uneasy.

If there really comes a day when I offend him due to negligence, he will probably express his dissatisfaction in his unique cold way. He will glance at me lightly, without a trace of warmth in his eyes.

Then, he would whisper in his characteristically polite and cold tone, "Thank you so much for troubling you."

However, this is not a true thank you, but an implicit reproach for my negligence. It is like walking on thin ice, and every step must be taken carefully, for fear that if I am not careful, I will fall into the bottomless ice cave. "

Tang Bin obviously did not expect Su Chenjin's refusal to be so clever and firm. A hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and nodded.

Just as he was about to turn around and walk towards the cafeteria, Su Chenjin's clear voice suddenly rang out, breaking the brief silence.

"Mr. Tang Bin, you seem to have forgotten our appointment tonight?" Su Chenjin opened her red lips slightly, with twinkling eyes, as if reminding and joking, "Old Yao has prepared an oriental banquet, and is looking forward to chatting with you."

Hearing this, Tang Bin smiled faintly, as if awakened from his deep thoughts by Su Chenjin's words, "Oh, yes, I almost forgot about this."

He looked down at his watch, glanced at the schedule on his phone, and then made an invitation gesture to Su Chenjin, "Xiaojin, the time is right, why don't you and I go to the banquet together? As for this pot of jasmine, you can leave it in the reception room for the time being, and you can pick it up after the banquet. I think Director Gu will understand if he knows."

Su Chenjin looked at the jasmine flowers in his hand and hesitated slightly, but finally nodded and agreed to Tang Bin's suggestion.

The night fell slowly over the city of Jiang like a piece of deep silk.

In the most prosperous area of ​​the city, Ziwei Pavilion is like a bright pearl, shining alone among thousands of lights, and its brilliant light is like a star falling into the mortal world.

The lights in the pavilion are like blooming flowers, blooming in the night. Each lamp emits a warm and bright light, adding a bit of vitality to this quiet night.

Yao Lao, the renowned gourmet, has specially hosted a banquet here tonight.

He was dressed in a blue shirt and looked energetic. In his hands were the tableware he had carefully selected, each of which sparkled with a unique luster.

On the table, the delicacies are displayed like works of art, with bright colors and fragrant aroma.

Every dish is carefully prepared by Yao Lao, and the unique taste and flavor can touch the deepest emotions in people's hearts.

Among the delicacies on the table, a bottle of oriental wine was quietly placed in an inconspicuous position at the corner of the table.

The wine bottle was carved with exquisite patterns, like a flowing landscape painting, exuding a faint aroma of wine.

It is like a low-key aristocrat, lying there quietly, waiting for the moment to be discovered.

This bottle of Oriental wine is a delicacy served at state banquets and is rarely seen on the market.

When the bottle cap was slowly unscrewed, a unique fragrance instantly filled the entire pavilion.

The fragrance is like the breeze in early spring, with a hint of floral scent and a hint of sweetness, and like the fallen leaves in late autumn, with the accumulation of years and a hint of sadness.

It is light and distant, making people feel as if they are in a mysterious land in the East, feeling the local customs and millennium heritage there.

Gently pour out a glass, the wine sways gently in the glass, like a graceful dancer, showing its figure in the interweaving of light and shadow.

The color of the wine is as crystal clear as amber and as deep and charming as agate.

Shake gently, and the wine will ripple in the glass, as if it is beating with life.

The taste of that oriental wine can instantly conquer all the senses.

It is mellow and lingering, sliding across the tip of the tongue like silk and lingering in the mouth like nectar.

The taste has both the charm of the East and the delicacy of the West, making people feel as if they are in a wonderful world where the East and the West blend.

Every taste bud is enjoying this wonderful taste.

Anyone who has tasted this oriental wine will never forget its taste.

Its aroma, taste and flavor are deeply imprinted in the mind, making people feel fascinated whenever they think of it in the days to come.

Tang Bin and Su Chenjin stepped into the quiet Ziwei Pavilion in advance.

In the pavilion, an old man with white hair and a youthful face was sitting quietly. He was the legendary Yao Lao who was a master of Chinese medicine.

In his hand he gently held a cup of freshly brewed Kung Fu tea. The aroma of the tea lingered in the air along with the hot steam, dispelling the cold of the night.

Yao Lao closed his eyes and savored the meal. His expression was as if the whole world had nothing to do with him. Only this moment of tranquility and comfort remained.

Seeing the two people coming, Yao Lao opened his eyes slightly, and those eyes seemed to contain infinite wisdom.

He smiled and nodded at Tang Bin and Su Chenjin. That smile was like a spring breeze, warm and gentle.

He gestured gently, and the two of them sat respectfully on the stone bench opposite Yao Lao.

Seeing this, Tang Bin slowly walked to the tea table, gently brushed the teapot with his fingers, and filled himself a cup of fragrant Kung Fu tea.

He carefully looked at the tea leaves tumbling in the cup, which danced like emeralds in the water. Then he blew gently and the tea leaves scattered, revealing the clear tea soup.

He took a sip, and the fragrance of the tea instantly spread in his mouth, like a stream of clear spring flowing in his heart, making him intoxicated and leaving a long aftertaste.

Tang Bin couldn't help but sincerely admire: "The Chinese people's love for tea is really well-deserved. Yao Lao, your tea-making skills are really amazing."

Upon hearing this, Yao Lao smiled slightly, and that smile revealed a kind of calm confidence.

He shook his head slightly and said, "Mr. Tang Bin, you are too kind. How can I compare with Director Gu with my superficial skills? He is the real master of tea ceremony, and I just learned a little from him."

While Yao Lao was talking, Gu Xinliang knocked on the door gently like an evening breeze walking on the moon.

His arrival added a different color to this originally peaceful night.

Tang Bin caught a glimpse of Gu Xinliang's figure, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said leisurely: "Director Gu, the stars are shining like pearls tonight, but you are late, which makes this beautiful time more waiting. Why don't you punish yourself with a cup of this fragrant Kung Fu tea to express your apology and add a bit of interest to this beautiful scene?"

Gu Xinliang was slightly startled, then his eyes were filled with smiles. He waved his hand gently, indicating that everyone need not be too reserved, and said softly: "This tea is indeed fragrant, but it should be enjoyed with you. I was indeed delayed a little tonight, but it was just because of the heavy traffic and traffic congestion on the way. However, fortunately, I did not miss the elegance of enjoying the starry sky and fragrant tea together."

Tang Bin took a sip of the fragrant tea, his lips slightly raised, and his tone was somewhat teasing: "Dean Gu, I heard that you are about to embark on a journey to the border and will be back in more than a month. In this case, won't those students in the department who are eagerly waiting for you be temporarily deprived of the sweet rain of courses?"

Gu Xinliang put down the porcelain cup in his hand, his eyes were firm and his tone was steady: "I have made all the necessary arrangements. The classes have been arranged and the homework has been assigned. The teaching assistants will keep an eye on the students' progress like hawks to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Hearing this, Tang Bin raised his eyebrows and said with a joking smile, "Oh? Your arrangement is like Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who are willing to take the bait will be caught?"

Gu Xinliang shook his head slightly, his lips curled up slightly, with a hint of self-deprecation: "Brother Tang Bin, you are joking. This is just a temporary measure. When I return from the frontier, I will complete the courses one by one and live up to the expectations of the students."

After that, he extended his hand to signal Tang Bin to sit down, then turned his gaze to Yao Lao who was standing beside him, and said apologetically: "Yao Lao, I will not drink with you tonight. I have to leave early tomorrow morning, so I need to rest early."

When Tang Bin heard this, a sharp look of inquiry flashed in his eyes.

He frowned slightly, as if troubled by an invisible mystery: "Time is so short, Director Gu, as the core promoter of this project, you are suddenly sent to the border. How do you view this sudden change? Do you think that the organization has some kind of... deep meaning behind this?"

His speech paused at this moment, as if he was considering the right words.

Gu Xinliang shook his head calmly, interrupting Tang Bin's speculation. His voice was calm and firm: "I don't think so. Everyone has their own mission and responsibility in life. They are like the stars in the sky, guiding our direction. No matter where I am, whether it is a bustling city or a remote frontier, I will use my expertise and enthusiasm to fulfill my duties as a doctor and do my best."

Yao Lao nodded gently, his eyes were deep and wise, and his voice was full of unquestionable calmness and majesty: "Director Gu is the chief physician of the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangda University and a leader in the medical field. His short departure is undoubtedly a great loss to our project. But the dean is leading the team personally. He knows Director Gu's ability and value, and naturally understands his importance to this mission. His joining will undoubtedly add more security to this operation."

A layer of dark clouds instantly gathered between Tang Bin's brows. He frowned slightly, seeming a little unhappy.

An indescribable thought was revealed in his deep eyes: "The world is really unpredictable. Director Gu and I have not yet discussed the project cooperation in detail, but you are about to embark on a long journey. However, even so, Director Gu, you still have to drink this second cup of Kung Fu tea. This is the rule, and it is also friendship." Facing this sudden opponent, Gu Xinliang felt a splitting headache.

He had just arrived when his opponent cleverly set up two unfathomable chess moves on this invisible chessboard, catching him off guard.

Gu Xinliang took a deep breath and frowned, as if he was thinking hard about a solution.

Finally, he spoke, his voice full of sincerity and respect: "Mr. Tang Bin, you have an outstanding temperament, a unique bone structure, a handsome appearance, and every gesture reveals an extraordinary elegance. I believe that you must have experienced countless hardships and difficulties in this foreign country. I know that the old medicine is precious, but considering your physical condition, I suggest you put it aside for the time being. And this bottle of Oriental wine is a treasure that is only brewed a thousand bottles a year. It is extremely rare. You must taste it."

He paused for a moment, his eyes swept over everyone, and finally landed on Tang Bin. Gu Xinliang continued: "I will leave here tomorrow, so I won't be able to drink this wine with you, but please rest assured that everyone here can enjoy it with you. If there is anything wrong, please forgive me."

At that moment, Tang Bin's eyes were like a sharp blade at dawn, instantly breaking the silence of the night.

He stared at Gu Xinliang intently, with such concentration, as if he was savoring an opponent he hadn't fought for many years. Every breath he took revealed a familiar yet unfamiliar sense of tension.

The glass of wine in my hand is no longer just nectar, but has turned into a silent contest.

It lay there quietly, crystal clear, like a puzzle to be solved, waiting for Tang Bin to reveal the answer.

He looked at it, as if he could glimpse the thread of fate and feel the direction of the future.

The night fell like a huge piece of black silk, slowly sliding down from the sky, shrouding the entire world in deep silence.

Inside the Ziwei Pavilion, the dinner that Yao Lao had carefully arranged to celebrate today's ceremony was in full swing.

The lights in the pavilion are like the stars in the night sky, brilliant and dazzling, reflecting the happy smiles on the guests' faces.

As the glasses clinked, the enticing aroma of fine wine and delicious food emanated, interweaving with the laughter of the guests, creating an incomparable harmonious atmosphere.

However, amidst the laughter and joy, an indescribable strange atmosphere quietly spread like a gossamer.

It is silent, yet omnipresent, like an undercurrent surging beneath the surface of joy.

At this time, on the roof of the TV station building opposite Ziwei Pavilion, moonlight poured down like a silver waterfall, stretching a long black shadow.

The owner of the black shadow, a man dressed in black and wearing a hood, appeared on the roof silently like a ghost.

He seemed to merge into the darkness, leaving only a pair of sharp eyes flashing coldly in the darkness.

The owner of the black shadow had eyes as sharp as an eagle, penetrating the mist of the night and clearly overlooking everything in the Ziwei Pavilion.

He observed quietly, with no expression on his face, standing in the wind like a sculpture.

His heartbeat seemed to be in sync with the night, steady and powerful, ready to brace for the coming storm.

The man's eyes were fixed on a corner of the Ziwei Pavilion, where a figure was moving among the crowd, chatting with other guests from time to time.

Although the figure looked ordinary, the man in black could sense an unusual aura from his behavior.

Suddenly, his eyes focused, as if he had captured some important information.

Then he turned and disappeared into the depths of the night, as if he had never appeared.

The moonlight was as bright as a silver thread, the breeze was blowing gently, and there was laughter and joy in the Ziwei Pavilion. However, this tranquility and harmony was suddenly broken by a rapid ring of a cell phone, just like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Gu Xinliang was immersed in chatting and laughing with the guests. He picked up a piece of exquisite dessert with chopsticks and was about to put it into his mouth when the sudden ringing of the bell startled him slightly like a sharp blade cutting through the night sky.

He put down his chopsticks, a hint of doubt flashed across his originally calm eyes, then he gently patted his clothes and took out the black smartphone from his pocket.

The caller ID "Unknown Number" on the screen flashed strangely under the dim light, making Gu Xinliang's heart tighten.

Gu Xinliang hesitated for a moment, but finally took a deep breath and gently pressed the answer button with his thumb.

"Hello?" His voice was low and calm, but the voice coming from the other end of the phone seemed to emerge from the abyss, low and mysterious, with an unquestionable majesty that made people shudder.

Gu Xinliang's face instantly turned dark after hearing that voice, just like dark clouds covering the moonlight. His brows were furrowed, and an indescribable emotion flashed in his eyes. Was it shock, anger, or fear?
Even he himself can't explain it clearly.

"I understand. I'll be there right away." After Gu Xinliang hung up the phone, he stood up and apologized to the guests present. Although his voice was calm, the eagerness in his eyes was hard to conceal.

Gu Xinliang left Ziwei Pavilion in a hurry, leaving behind a back that gradually walked away as everyone watched. He looked so lonely and determined in the night.

The night is like a silent artist. With its unique depth and heaviness, it slowly wraps the Jiangda Affiliated Hospital into endless darkness.

The darkness was like a pool of thick ink, deep and mysterious, seeping silently into every corner, and even the air was filled with a suffocating silence.

The moon should have shed its gentle silver light, but tonight, it was tightly obscured by thick clouds, leaving only a faint light, like a struggling firefly, occasionally jumping and flickering on the hospital window, outlining the outline of the hospital more and more clear, but also revealing an indescribable solemnity and uneasiness.

The inside of the hospital should have been busy and noisy, but at this moment it was silent, as if even time had slowed down at this moment, unwilling to break this eerie silence.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, mixed with a faint sense of anxiety and uneasiness, making people involuntarily nervous.

Under this silence, an indescribable tense atmosphere is quietly brewing.

It is like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, ready to reveal its hideous face at any time and devour the hospital.

The medical staff were on edge, their eyes moving between the ward and the corridor.

The patients lay in bed with their eyes closed.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence of the night sky, as if the last calm before the storm was ruthlessly torn apart.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of rapid shouts echoed in the hospital, breaking the silence.

The tense atmosphere was ignited in an instant, like a lit powder keg, which could trigger an unpredictable disaster at any time.

Fifteen minutes later, a rapid telephone ring pierced the silence of the hospital like a sharp arrow.

On the other end of the phone, the director's voice was trembling slightly, and every word revealed unprecedented tension: "Gu Xinliang, come quickly, the medical record of that SVIP heavyweight patient is missing!"

Gu Xinliang's heart sank suddenly after hearing the news, as if it was pressed down by a huge rock.

He immediately said goodbye to Yao Lao and others who were discussing the project with him, quickly put on his coat, and ran quickly towards the hospital.

Every step he took seemed to be a race against time.

After arriving at the hospital, Gu Xinliang went straight to the ward.

He pushed open the door and was greeted by a depressing atmosphere. The air in the entire ward seemed to be frozen.

The archive room of the ward was in a mess, and the patients' medical records lay quietly on the messy beds, looking particularly eye-catching.

Sir Liu was already standing in the monitoring room at this time, his eyes fixed on the screen, trying to see every pixel in the surveillance video clearly.

His face was full of seriousness and concentration, his brows were furrowed, as if he was fighting an invisible enemy.

Sir Liu kept adjusting the angle and focus of the surveillance screen, trying to find any suspicious clues.

He looked up and saw Gu Xinliang arriving breathlessly, his face full of anxiety and confusion.

"Director Gu, why did you come here at this time?" Xiao Liu Sir asked in surprise.

Gu Xinliang is going to go on a business trip tomorrow, and his appearance at this moment makes Xiao Liu Sir feel very surprised.

Gu Xinliang took a deep breath of cold air, calmed his breathing, and then said firmly: "This patient has always been under my care. Now his condition has suddenly worsened, and I must be there. This is my duty and my mission."

Gu Xinliang's eyes revealed an unshakable determination, which made Xiao Liu Sir feel inexplicably shocked.

Sir Liu nodded slightly to show his understanding.

He paused, then asked with some curiosity: "Director Gu, can you tell us about the specific situation of this patient? We checked the personal file he left behind and found that his past resume was blank."

Gu Xinliang frowned and was silent for a moment. There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, as if he was weighing something.

But in the end, Gu Xinliang shook his head and said firmly: "The patient's information is private and I cannot disclose it at will. This is our professional ethics and legal provisions, and I must abide by it."

Xiao Liu's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a hawk. He said in a deep voice, "In this sacred place of the hospital, the patient's identity has never been a criterion for whether or not to treat him. However, this patient with no past record is like a reef, lurking around us silently. This is a warning that we must be on guard against."

As his words fell, the already slightly oppressive atmosphere seemed to solidify, becoming even heavier and more tense.

An indescribable aura of solemnity and murder quietly permeated the surroundings.

At this moment, the director's figure suddenly broke into the quiet ward, breaking the original tranquility.

His steps were hurried, and each step revealed deep fatigue and heaviness.

His face was full of traces of time, and although his eyes looked tired, his firm belief was burning in his eyes like a torch.

His eyes moved between Gu Xinliang and Xiao Liu Sir, and finally stopped on Xiao Liu Sir.

He took a deep breath, and said in a slightly hoarse but firm voice: "Sir Liu, I guarantee you with the reputation of our hospital that we really cannot reveal the patient's resume. Regarding his past, it is a sealed memory, and we have no right or ability to touch it. But I can assure you that we will do our best and use our superb medical skills to treat him now."

The atmosphere in the ward became heavy again, as if even the air had frozen.

Gu Xinliang and Xiao Liu Sir looked at each other and found that each other's eyes were full of complicated emotions.

Xiao Liu's eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed firmly on Gu Xinliang's face. His voice was deep and firm: "Director Gu, I must confess to you that I have no choice but to take responsibility for this case. And you will embark on a new journey tomorrow."

He paused for a moment and took a deep breath, as if to gain strength.

Then, his words flowed out like a stream, smooth and full of power: "Once you are gone, who will be able to grasp the patient's condition in such a detailed and thorough manner? A life that was as pure as a blank sheet of paper in the past is now lying quietly on a hospital bed. If that crucial medical record is really lost, should we choose to remain silent until he recovers and is discharged from the hospital and returns to society?"

Every word Xiao Liu said was like a sharp arrow, hitting the heart of the problem. Although his words were not fancy, they were full of power and could not be ignored.