Chapter 84 (1/2)

Chapter 84: Family Dinner

“Yes, father.”

“That’s right, on the topic of eating a meal, call Little Sun as well. Since he risked his neck to go to the Amazon, it should be proper conduct (ren qin) as well. Anyway, he’s your friend, so you can handle it.”

“Father. I know what to do.”

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In the evening, Wen Ren Bo Da, Wen Ren Hui Yin, Sun Ji Wei, Wen Ren Ze and Zhou Jian, those five people took two cars to go to the Hong Kong Shangri-La Hotel for a meal.

Wen Ren Bo Da, Wen Ren Hui Yin, and Zhou Jian were going to sit together in a car. The one responsible for driving was Wen Ren Bo Da’s driver. Because of Su Lan’s disease, Wen Ren Bo Da’s driver was specially requested to come from Huadu to accompany him everywhere. Basically, when Wen Ren Bo Da was staying in the hospital, his driver would be waiting outside.

Originally, the somewhat drowsy driver sobered up when he saw Wen Ren Bo Da coming. He acted like he was on the bed of hot coals, and quickly opened the car’s door for Wen Ren Bo Da and said: “Master, it’s cold outside. Why don’t you put on some more clothes.”

Wen Ren Bo Da said: “Little Sun, it’s been hard on you. Next time, don’t wait for me anymore. I can still get back on my own.”

“It’s not hard. It’s not hard. Master Wen need to account for many things every day and yet need to find time to take care off Madam Wen. That is hard. I’m just sitting while waiting in the car. I don’t need to use any physical strength or my brain. So, it’s not hard at all.”

When Zhou Jian noticed this, he sighed. Being a driver or secretary was really a skill. He naturally opened the door for the pa.s.senger seat next to the driver. After all, Wen Ren Bo Da and Wen Ren Hui Yin were a family. So, they should sit together in the back. But he did not expect that when he just opened the door, Wen Ren Bo Da beckoned to him and said: “Little Zhao, sit in the back.”

The Audi AX interior was very large. It’s not crowded at all for three people to sit in the back. Wen Ren Bo Da sat at the back directly behind the driver. This was the place of honor in the car according to Chinese custom. Zhou Jian was wondering which position was appropriate for him. Therefore, he wanted to hold the car door to allow Wen Ren Hui Yin to enter first.

Wen Ren Bo Da saw that Zhou Jian was very cautious and said with a smile: “Don’t worry so much. Just sit casually.”

Wen Ren Bo Da request for Zhou Jian to just sit in casually also made it convenient to speak. He asked Zhou Jian about many things including his family, his studies, his plan after graduation and so forth. When he knew that Zhou Jian’s father was not healthy, Wen Ren Bo Da made a call to a specialist in Lingnan People’s Hospital so that he could have a look at it.

“If the body is not good, he must go to a big hospital for treatment. He cannot keep on dragging it. There was a time when I injured my waist when I was young and I did not nurse it back well. Now that I’m old, it hurts whenever it’s wet. Go back and talk with your father and make him have a look at it in the People’s Hospital or Zhongshan Hospital. At the provincial hospital, the vice president was my old schoolmate. I had just informed him a while ago.”

Zhou Jian was feeling extremely flattered. He knew that Wen Ren Bo Da had a government position as the provincial public security department deputy director as well as a committee member of the Huadu Public Security Bureau. He was a powerhouse in the Lingnan province public security system.

He said: “Thank you Uncle Wen. Actually, my father is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. Before this, my mother had urged him to go to the hospital but he said that he know his own illness and can cure it himself.”

Zhou Jian had the dark sigh in his heart when he said this. His father’s nature was very stubborn. His medical skill was very good but he was never willing to leave that small village.

Wen Ren Bo Da said: “Our ancestors are truly mysterious but sometimes, we must believe in the modern medicine. The domestic Western hospitals are booming compared to the traditional Chinese medicine hospitals. This is but a fact.”

Zhou Jian nodded silently. The scope of application in the Western medicine was broader but Chinese medicine was slightly better in certain areas. For example, the waist rheumatism that Wen Ren Bo Da said a moment ago, his father was actually very good at treating this but it was basically impossible to make him leave the village to treat others .

“What does Little Zhou like to eat?”

“Anything is fine with me.”