President Bingshan’s personal doctor

Chapter 712: Interest-driven
  Rao Xinjie knows this truth very well. He believes that as long as he is willing to spend money, money can even make millstones push away ghosts!

"Hmph, I remind you, don't be greedy, be contented!" Rao Xinjie hummed.

"Yes, yes, yes, we understand, we understand!" The man smiled coquettishly, "Then we are ready to go. Don't worry, boss, the Qiao Group is responsible for this!"

Watching the two people leave, Rao Xinjie sat down and slowly exhaled, with still some worry on his face.

"As long as I put the blame on the Qiao Group, it has nothing to do with me!" Rao Xinjie sneered, "I will starve the bold to death and starve the timid to death. What am I afraid of!"

After he thought clearly, he immediately dialed the number and said impatiently: "Don't waste time, urge the workers to hurry up and complete this order as soon as possible!"

……

After returning from the provincial road hill, Su Han was not tired at all, but became more energetic.

But there was a hint of helplessness on his face. Lin Lin, who was going crazy, really had the upper hand and suppressed herself severely. It seemed that the battle had to continue.

"get off!"

After throwing Su Han to the side of the road, Lin Lin's face was still a little flushed. She glared at Su Han and walked away.

Su Han couldn't laugh or cry. This woman's temper was really unpredictable.

He had just communicated with Lin Lin, and they had communicated in many aspects and levels to sort out the Qiao Group's counterfeit drugs. As long as the test results came out, he would know what was going on.

How could there be problems with medicines developed by oneself?

Even if other medicines in the world have problems, the medicines developed by himself will not have problems. This is Su Han's confidence!
  Su Han returned to Qiao's house, and the two sisters Qiao Yushan had already gone back to their rooms to sleep and rest.

After traveling for a week and taking a long flight, I was indeed a little tired.

Downstairs, Qiao Jianrong was sitting on the sofa, watching TV. When he saw Su Han coming back, he waved to him and called him over.

"Grandpa Qiao, you don't seem worried at all."

There was no trace of worry on Qiao Jianrong's face. He was rosy, in good health and in a good mood.

"What are you worried about?" Qiao Jianrong stroked his beard and still stared at the TV, which was playing his favorite food program. "The Qiao Group has already let you young people go to work. Even if it goes bankrupt, that's your business." .”

Su Han was speechless, this old man had a really good attitude.

"Besides, you developed the magic medicine, and you are the disciple of the old Taoist. Even if I don't have confidence in you, I still have confidence in the old Taoist." Qiao Jianrong joked.

Mentioning his master, the old Taoist, Su Han hurriedly said: "Grandpa Qiao, do you know where my master has gone?"

When he was overseas in Hongmen, Su Han wanted to know many things, but he could only learn about them from the old Taoist. But now, the old Taoist didn't even know where he had gone.

Hong Yidao didn't know, he didn't know either, and Qiao Jianrong... probably wouldn't know either.

Su Han felt that his asking was in vain.

"Your master?"

Qiao Jianrong turned his head and looked at Su Han, "You don't even know where you are going, how could I know."

Su Han shrugged and thought to himself that it was indeed the case. The master and the old Taoist wandered to Tianhai City and accidentally saved Qiao Jianrong's family, and that was how they formed a relationship. It didn't have much to do with it.

"However, your master likes to drink. He drank all the bottles of wine I collected back then," Qiao Jianrong laughed. "I guess he will go wherever there is good wine."

Su Han suddenly felt something in his heart, yes! Why didn't I think of this? My master, an old drunkard, feels uncomfortable if he doesn't drink for a day, especially good wine. Wherever there is good wine, he will definitely go and try his best to get it.

What kind of good wine in this world can avoid being harmed?
  Su Han's eyes lit up and he gave a thumbs up: "Grandpa Qiao, you are still the best!"

Qiao Jianrong laughed: "Hahaha, Jiang is still hot when he is old. Do you have anything to do with your master?"

Su Han nodded: "There are some things I want to ask him, such as my life experience."

Hearing Su Han say this is good, Qiao Jianrong paused, then turned off the TV and looked at Su Han seriously: "I heard your master say this accidentally. When I said that I would betroth my granddaughter to his apprentice, your master He said that his apprentice just gave birth to a boy, and he will be betrothed to you when the time comes."

"I can see that when your master mentioned his apprentice, his face was full of pride. That must be your father."

Su Han's heart suddenly sank. If this was true, then the successor of the "Tian Jing" who was surrounded and killed by the twelve elders of Hongmen was his father.

Is he already dead?

Then who was the person who went home to worship his ancestors and put down a jug of wine in front of his ancestor's grave?

"Su Han, I don't think you need to be anxious. There is a certain destiny in everything. When the time comes, you will naturally understand. You should know this better than me."

Qiao Jianrong patted Su Han on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You are the most outstanding young man I have ever seen. I don't think anything can trouble you."

Su Han raised his head and looked at Qiao Jianrong. He was silent for a moment and then smiled: "Well, thank you Grandpa Qiao, I understand."

"Okay, I have to go find Mr. Dong to play mahjong." Qiao Jianrong said with a smile, then turned and left.

Su Han took a deep breath.

The inheritor of the Bible may indeed be his father. Is he really dead? Su Han always had a feeling in his heart that he was not dead!
  Just as he was thinking about this, Su Han's cell phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was a call from Mr. Xu.

"Su Han, the test results have come out. Many of the medicines on the market are fake. Some people deliberately imitated the miracle medicine developed by Qiao's, trying to pass it off as fake."

There was a trace of anger in Mr. Xu's voice, "You should come to Qiao's Hospital first."

Su Han hung up the phone and immediately drove to Qiao's Hospital.

When he got the test report, Su Han couldn't help but frown, with anger flashing in his eyes: "It seems that the prescription was leaked, but the other party only got the disclosed part, but not the real prescription, so there are so many side effects. .”

How could he not be angry? He developed the magic medicine to help more people, while those who imitated his own medicine were obviously just doing it for profit!
  They are driven by profit and have no regard for the consequences of using the medicine. Such people really deserve to die!

"Mr. Xu, for those who come for diagnosis and treatment, just follow the method I told you. These side effects can be eliminated," Su Han ordered. "As for those who make fake medicines and dare to slander the reputation of Qiao Group, I will Make them pay!"

Su Han's face was full of anger, and his clenched fists made a cracking sound.

He put away the test sheets and his phone rang again. This time it was Lin Xiran calling.

Su Han had previously asked Lin Xiran to sort out the recent personnel changes in the production department. It seemed that there was news.

"Mr. Su, we have found out clearly that Rao Xinjie, the deputy director of the production department, suddenly resigned three months ago, and he should have read the public prescriptions for several miracle drugs!"

Lin Xiran's angry voice came from the phone.

(End of this chapter)