When Han Dong was young, he fought for China everywhere.
It can be said that half of today's peace was brought about by him.
The legion he led back then is now Ye Hongzhi's Qinglong.
At that time, as long as Han Dong and the Qinglong Legion appeared, the enemies would be frightened and flee in all directions.
Unfortunately, he was seriously injured in the last battle, and his health has been in poor condition since then, and he has gradually faded away from the center of power.
It was also at that time that the Chen family began to ride on the head of the Han family, even expelling Chen Ming, and pursued him all the way to Jiangzhou.
Relying on Han Dong's remaining relationship and Han Yueqiu's protection, young Chen Ming gained a glimmer of hope.
I think back then, the leader of the five major families in the capital was the Han family.
If Han Yueqiu hadn't taken a liking to Chen Gui's elegance and honesty, Han Dong would never have married his precious daughter into their family.
Who knows that time has changed and everything has changed.
Thinking of the past, both mother and son were a little silent.
"I'm going to see grandpa first," Chen Ming patted the back of Han Yueqiu's hand and comforted him, "As long as I'm here, grandpa will be fine."
"You, don't be too high-profile outside, be careful."
Han Yueqiu felt sorry for her son, "Your uncle is not easy to deal with."
Seeing Chen Ming nod in agreement, she smiled again, "Okay, you finally come back, let's not say anything depressing. Your grandpa is waiting for you in the study, I will go to the kitchen to take a look."
Han Dong has lost a lot of weight compared to before, but he looks in good spirits.
When Chen Ming opened the door and walked in, the little old man was practicing calligraphy.
The vigorous and powerful strokes penetrated the back of the paper, and Han Dong broke into a sweat without realizing it.
In the quiet study room, there was only the sound of paper scraping. Chen Ming stood quietly and read for a while until Han Dong finished writing.
"I thought you were going to stay in Jiangzhou your whole life, why did you come back?"
Han Dong's hoarse voice was filled with vague joy, and his deep eyes were fixedly looking at the grown-up young man in front of him.
"If something happens to Li Rongrong, I will come back to treat her injuries."
Chen Ming told the truth.
"Humph, quite honest."
Han Dong hummed, "I've been back to the capital so many times, and this is the only time I'll see you here."
"It's hard enough to see you in person."
The little old man groaned and sat on the sofa with Chen Ming's support. "Chen Mao has been very active recently. Be careful when you leave Beijing. He is not a generous person."
"You ruined his plan, and Chen won't let you go."
Han Dong knew a little about Chen Ming's identity, but if Chen Ming didn't confess, he wouldn't ask further questions.
If the younger member of the family wants to go out and have a career, he will definitely support it.
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."
Chen Ming slightly raised the corners of his mouth, then changed the subject and said, "Your recovery is not ideal, I'll give you another injection."
"I will improve the prescription. Grandpa, please don't be lazy."
"Otherwise, I will let Ye Hongzhi stay in the capital and keep an eye on you every day."
Han Dong's expression changed, "No, that little slider is so annoying. He's jumping up and down without stopping."
"I can't bear it at my age."
Chen Ming took out the silver needle he carried with him and administered the needle while chatting about household matters.
Han Dong was given Xuanyang acupuncture, which can disperse blood congestion and strengthen the body's vitality.
The old man's injury never fully healed.
The next many years were spent intermittently.
Before Chen Ming completed his studies, Yang Dongyi was responsible for the treatment.
The other party is just an ordinary person, and it is already very good to be able to treat him to that extent.
It was precisely because of Yang Dongyi that Han Dong was able to come to Chen Ming with all his injuries.
Twelve needle hooks were used in his hand. Under Han Dong's helpless eyes, he held three silver needles between his fingers and quickly landed on the Shenting, Renzhong and Tiantu points.
Then another silver needle was inserted into the Zhongfu point, and then along the spine into the Lingxu point and Tanzhong point.
Finally, transfer to Siman Point, Tianfu Point, and Kongzui Point.
After completing the Laogong acupoint, Shenfeng acupoint and Bulang acupoint, the twelve needles are completed.
Chen Ming breathed a long sigh of relief, and the vitality in his body slowly flowed into Han Dong's body along with the silver needle.
Ordinary people cannot bear the turbulence of vitality, so he can only separate a very weak strand at a time to help improve the efficacy of the silver needle.
Half an hour later, Chen Ming pulled out the twelve silver needles one by one.
"Grandpa, you must take the medicine I prescribed every day starting tomorrow."
"Tsk, can it be cured?"
Han Dong turned over and sat up. After a set of acupuncture, his whole body became lighter.
Secretly he marveled at his grandson's skills, but he was not forgiving.
"If you keep persisting, there is still hope."
Chen Ming didn't say anything.
Han Dong's injury damaged the foundation and the foundation was damaged.
In addition, it has been delayed for so many years, and it is very rare to recover to the current level.
Recovery is nearly impossible.
"What's the use? I'm old too, and life and death have long been separated."
"On the contrary, you and your mother can't let go."
Han Dong teased him, "When you give birth to a baby, I can close my eyes."
"Grandpa, don't say anything unlucky. According to the current situation, as long as you take good care of yourself and exercise appropriately, you won't have a problem living for more than ten years."
Chen Ming comforted Han Dong.
"Stop, you kid, don't change the subject for me."
"It's been almost a year since you've been married, and you and Yanyu still haven't made any move?"
Han Dong stared at Chen Ming suspiciously, "I don't think you are a stoic person. Why hasn't the news spread yet?"
He glanced up and down at his grandson. With his physique and temperament, he was not someone who could hold back at all.
"...Grandpa, you are hungry, it's time to eat."
Chen Ming was rarely speechless.
The family hadn't seen each other for a long time, and the dinner table was full of laughter and laughter.
Even though Chen Ming was serious in speech and dull in temperament, he would chat a few words and occasionally smile.
The Han family is happy and happy, and the Chen family located in the city center is a different kind of liveliness.
"What did Xiao Zhongpeng say?"
Chen Ming threw away the information in his hand and stared at Chen Xingzhou with a heavy gaze.
In order to fish Son Zhengyi out, he spent a lot of effort.
But when it came to Xiao Zhongpeng, he was stuck.
No matter what conditions the Chen family put forward, they just wouldn't let go.
Chen Mao was so angry that he didn't sleep well for two nights.
"He is determined to kill Masayoshi Son."
Chen Xingzhou frowned and spoke with a hint of impatience.
"Dad, why should we try to please Xiao Zhongpeng? He has always remained neutral and has not participated in the power struggle in the capital since he took office. Now that the Xiao family has secured its position as one of the five major aristocratic families, he has nothing to fight for. There is no such person. His weakness is that you can’t control him at all.”
He suffered a lot from Xiao Zhongpeng and became upset when he mentioned this person.
No one in the capital knew that the Xiao family was actually cultivated by Chen Ming.
Xiao Zhongpeng himself worked as a mercenary overseas when he was young. He was rescued by Chen Ming when he was seriously injured and on the verge of death.
Since then, he has been loyal to him, even taking his whole family back to China to participate in the partisan disputes in the capital.
"Ask him out and I'll talk to him in person."
