The female president's fierce medical son-in-law

Both of them have puzzled faces, their father has always called the wind and called the rain, he can get whatever he wants, how could he still have a heart disease?

Lu Guolin saw that the two sons were not pleasing to the eye, and waved impatiently:
"Neither, go do your own work, don't dangle in front of me, and make trouble for me."

"You can't finish my business, and no one can solve it. Don't bother me, let me be quiet."

He was inexplicably sulking, and he resolutely refused to mention his heart disease.

Brother Lu Yunwei wanted to say something, but Lin Tong stretched out his hand to hold them:
"Let's go out first, don't make the old man angry."

The two had no choice but to follow Lin Tong out.

Lu Yunhua muttered:
"Brother Lin, what's wrong with the old man? Is it menopause?"

"Brother Lin is not a god. If the old man doesn't say the reason, how would he know what's wrong?"

Lu Yunwei said angrily:
"I can only call the servants and guards over and ask what happened these days."

Lin Tong looked at the two and said:
"Director Lu, take me to the study."

Lu Yunwei was taken aback for a moment, and then didn't ask further:

"Study? OK, I'll take you there."

Immediately, Lin Tong and Lu Yunwei appeared in Lu Guolin's study.

The room is not big, but it is full of books, calligraphy and paintings, and some old photos.

Lin Tong followed the smell of wine and went straight to a corner, and soon found a trash can.In addition to a pile of badly written papers, the trash can also had a few small fragments, exuding the scent of bamboo leaves and wine.

Lin Tong picked up the pieces and arranged them neatly. In less than a minute, they formed a small wine bottle.

He squeezed the perfect seal, there was still some dust, turned around and smiled at the Lu Brothers:
"I know the old man's heart is sick."

After coming out of the study, Lin Tong wrote a prescription and asked Lu Yunwei to buy the above items, and then asked Lu Yunhua to get some bottles of shochu.

After everything was ready, Lin Tong got into the kitchen and started working, during which time no one was allowed to enter.

An hour later, Lin Tong opened the glass door and came out with a smile on his face.

The Lu brothers wanted to ask something, but Lin Tong stopped them with a wave.Afterwards, Lin Tong brought the two of them back to the gate of Lu Guolin.

He knocked on the door and said softly:

"Grandpa, it's time for dinner."

Lu Guolin was categorical:
"Don't eat, I have no appetite."

Lin Tong smiled faintly, took out a wine bottle, opened the lid, and blew into the crack of the door:
"Really don't eat?"

Lu Yunwei and Lu Yunhua, who had been wondering all this time, suddenly smelled the fragrance of bamboo.

Tired, they suddenly felt that their whole body was unobstructed, and every pore could not stop opening, and the whole person was indescribably refreshed and comfortable.

"thump!"

There was a loud sound from inside, followed by the sound of footsteps, and the door was pulled open.

"Bamboo Leaf Green Wine, Bamboo Leaf Green Wine."

Lu Guolin sniffed violently:
"Is this the best bamboo leaf green? Where did the best bamboo leaf green come from?"

His eyes fell on Lin Tong's hand, that strangely shaped wine bottle.

Lu Guolin snatched the bottle and sniffed it:
"It's really the best bamboo leaf green."

He was ecstatic, pulled Lin Tong and shouted:

"Lin Tong, is this wine yours? You sell it to me, one hundred thousand per bottle."

Brother Lu Yunwei was dumbfounded.

Lin Tong smiled:
"Mr. Lu, I just brewed this wine today. I won't sell it, but I can give it to you."

Lu Guolin was very happy, and then he caught something and looked at Lin Tong in shock:

"Give it to me? Great, you made this wine?"

Lu Yunhua nodded:

"Yes, Lin Tong brewed it. We watched him brew it. It took more than an hour."

"How is this possible? This top-quality Zhuyeqing was no longer produced ten years ago, and the secret recipe has long been lost. It is estimated that there are less than five bottles left."

Lu Guolin looked at Lin Tong in disbelief:

"If you have money, you can't buy it. How can Lin Tong brew it?"

The same taste, the same texture, even the lingering scent of bamboo leaves is exactly the same.

"The fact is that Lin Tong brewed it. Dad, I'll talk about it later. Let me tell you about your heart disease."

Lu Yunwei quickly took over the topic:
"Could it be that Zhuyeqing is your heart disease?"

Lin Tong smiled slightly, expressing his judgment:

"If my guess is right, the old man once treasured a bottle of top-quality bamboo leaf green, but he accidentally broke it when he took it out a few days ago. This top-quality bamboo leaf green cannot be bought even if you have money. The old man was so anxious that he couldn't eat and slept. Don't feel it."

Lu Guolin did not deny it, but nodded in approval:
"Lin Tong is right."

When he spoke, he was tightly clutching the wine bottle in his hand.

Lu Yunhua was very puzzled and muttered:
"Dad, what about it? No matter how good this wine is, you don't have to risk your life to frighten us, really."

Lu Yunwei also didn't understand:

"Yeah, Dad, you can see a lot of things, so what about a bottle of wine?"

Lu Guolin scolded his son angrily:

"You know what a fart. If it's purely about my taste, it will be broken if it breaks. At most, I will feel bad for a long time."

Lu Guolin's face was serious and his eyes were deep:

"But it has something to do with your Uncle Xing going back to Jianghai or not. Old Xing Jianghai started his business and left for decades, and never returned to Jianghai. I invited him ten times, but he refused ten times."

"It's not that he doesn't miss his old love and forgets his roots in life, but that he has the world in his heart. But for me, his return to Jianghai is of great significance."

"Not only can you three brothers go up to another level, but it can also remind the world that this is the place where the Xing Clan made their fortunes, so that all parties will not dare to mess around."

"And let Lao Xing come back regardless of everything, it is the best bamboo leaf green, which was brewed by him back then."

"This bottle of wine is related to the future of the Lu family. Jianghai is stable. You say, I smashed it, can you not be in a hurry?"

Lu Guolin stared at his two sons with hatred.

Lu Yunwei and Lu Yunhua fell silent, they didn't expect their father to be so well-intentioned, but they still felt that he was messing around, and felt guilty at the moment.

At the same time, they were extremely grateful to Lin Tong.

Lin Tong suddenly said:
"Mr. Lu, your old friend is extraordinary. I'm afraid I can't hide it from him."

Lu Guolin laughed loudly, put his arms around Lin Tong's shoulders and said:
"It's exactly the same, it's really the same, whether it's the taste or the fragrance, there is no difference at all."

"I don't know how you did it, but if you didn't tell me you made it, I wouldn't be able to tell."

"Of course, my old friend may see some differences, but it is definitely a blessing for him to taste this kind of bamboo leaf green when this kind of top product is about to become extinct."

He was a little excited, his eyes brightened:

"Lin Tong, can you brew a few more bottles?"

Lu Yunwei hurriedly pulled Lin Tong away:

"Dad, Lin Tong has been busy for a long time, and he didn't even eat any food. Taste the wine first, and I will take Lin Tong to dinner."

Lin Tong smiled and shouted to Lu Guolin:

"Don't worry Mr. Lu, I will make a few more bottles when I have time."

Lu Guolin was very happy, and shouted to Lu Yunhua:
"Okay, that's it. One hundred thousand a bottle, don't forget to give Lin Tong the money."