Chapter 71: The Dragon's Chessboard

  Mai Jianhai, who used to work in a special department of the state, could follow the faintest clue and uncover the truth by tracing back the threads.

  What was even more surprising was that Sun Shao-hua, the dean of the Medical College of Jiangnan University, was also an old friend of his.

  Mei Jianhai's sharp eyes, like a knife blade, swept across Zhang Yi's body, and countless thoughts began to churn in his mind:

  I understand Old Sun's character, that old fellow is stubborn and unyielding his whole life. If you let him open the back door, neither money, power nor beauty can achieve it.

  Human feelings?

  It's also unlikely!

  Even if he owed others a favor, he would not repay it with something that violated his principles.

  So... what exactly is the reason that can make Old Sun agree to open the door for this young man? What can attract him and make him willing to help this young man with his school enrollment procedures?

  Mei Jianhai's originally calm eyes suddenly rippled with waves, and after a strange expression appeared, he had an answer in his heart:

  Awesome!

  That's right! The reason why Lao Sun would make an exception is probably this one!

  Mei Jianhai turned his head to look at his old friend, whose face didn't look very good, and said in a low voice: "Old Fang, go to the pavilion and let this young brother help you diagnose it. I believe that since he can say such things, it proves that he has some skills, but whether he can diagnose it or not is another matter."

  Although he inferred the reason why Mei Jianhai exceptionally admitted Zhang Yi, in his heart of hearts, he still didn't trust Zhang Yi. After all, Zhang Yi was too young; even if he had been studying traditional Chinese medicine since childhood, how much could he have learned? In the world of traditional Chinese medicine, who wasn't a highly respected and renowned elderly doctor? Even among middle-aged doctors, those with real skills were not many.

  "Never mind! I'm aware of my own physical condition. Although he's right about some things, they're just minor issues."

  Mei Jianhai said in a low voice: "Must try it out. I also want to see if he really has real talent and learning."

  Fang Tianfu finally cracked a smile on his face, and said with a bitter laugh: "You're using me as a guinea pig for him to experiment on? Alright alright, don't glare at me, I'll let him diagnose you."

  At this time, Yin was no longer whimpering. After all, she was a child at heart. When she heard Zhang Yi say that Grandpa Fang was ill, she couldn't help but worry about Grandpa Fang.

  She is young, but knows who treats her well, and Fang Grandpa is one of them.

  In addition.

  When she was in Shibatown, she had heard more than once that Zhang Yi's medical skills were very powerful, and many patients who came to the clinic praised Zhang Yi.

  Just in case Grandpa Fang is really ill, she hopes that Uncle Zhang Yi can cure Grandpa Fang.

  In the pavilion.

  Zhang Yi carried Yin Yin in and his eyes fell on the chessboard on the stone table. In just a few seconds, his attention was absorbed by the situation on it.

  Fang Tianfu and Mei Jianhai looked at Zhang Yi's appearance, and couldn't help but exchange a glance. After a moment, Fang Tianfu smiled and said: "You're Zhang Yi, right? Do you also understand Go? Old Mei was brutally defeated by me, this is basically a dead endgame, don't look anymore, no one can save him."

  Zhang Yi didn't hear clearly what Fang Tianfu was saying, his eyes moving on the chessboard.

  Heart racing, mind turning.

  The countless chess strategies that his master Mo Wenhua had taught him kept flashing in his mind, and the subtleties of the game were quickly unfolding in his reasoning.

  Subconsciously, Zhang Yi put Yin Yin on the ground, his eyes fixed tightly on the chessboard, and he himself was already sitting on the stone bench where Mei Jianhai had sat before.

  "This..."

  Fang Tianfu opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Mei Jianhai, who waved his hand with a thoughtful expression.

  Time flies, two minutes later.

  Zhang Yi's face showed a faint smile as he picked up a black piece and placed it on an empty space on the chessboard.

  "Haha... Zhang Yi, you're playing randomly! I thought you were skilled in chess, but it turns out you're a complete beginner! Look at this move, it'll let me capture even more black pieces." Fang Tianfu burst into laughter and picked up a white piece, placing it on one of the positions before removing six black pieces.

  Mei Jianhai rolled his eyes, glanced at the chessboard with dissatisfaction, and scolded Zhang Yi: "Do you understand Go? You're playing randomly! Although this game is difficult to crack, maybe I'll have a flash of inspiration and break it after all! Never mind, Old Fang, put my black piece down, I'll continue later..."

  A black piece falls on one of the positions.

  Mei Jianhai's words were cut off, as if an invisible hand had grasped his throat, forcing him to swallow the rest of what he was going to say.

  In Mei Jianhai and Fang Tianfu's eyes, this position is even more suicidal.

  But just as Fang Tianfu picked up the white seeds, ready to eat a few more black ones, the smile on his aged face froze in an instant.

  "How...how is this possible?"

  Fang Tianfu stared blankly at the chessboard for a full half minute before he muttered to himself with an incredulous expression.

  Mei Jianhai suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed intently on Zhang Yi, and burst out laughing: "Dragon Severing Formation? Hahaha... I thought it was a dead end, but with just two pieces moved, the entire board came back to life. The most deadly part is... severing your dragon's pulse, chopping off your dragon's head, no matter where Old Fang places his piece, he can't escape defeat. What a Dragon Severing Formation!"

  After a moment of contemplation, Fang Tianfu listlessly put the white piece back into the box and said with a bitter tone: "I once saw the 'Dragon Severing' chess situation in a chess manual, but I never thought that I would see it in real life. Although the positions of the pieces are different, the subtlety is exactly the same. I concede!"

  Zhang Wei was calm and smiled: "It's just luck, the remaining black spot is in a good position. Otherwise, even if I had great skills, it would be hopeless."

  Mei Jianhai gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "Awesome, really awesome! Zhang Yi, you only fell two moves behind, but the subtlety of this is something ordinary people can't understand. The chess skills of Old Fang and me are far inferior to yours!"

  Fang Tianfu shook his head and sighed, "I'm getting a bit confused myself, does this kid really look that young? His chess skills are probably unmatched by even the most seasoned masters who have been immersed in the game for decades."

  "That's right."

  Mei Jianhai nodded in agreement.

  Suddenly, his expression changed slightly as he thought of his previous reasoning. This young man, Zhang Yi, was so skilled in chess at such a young age, perhaps he also had extraordinary skills in medicine that would exceed expectations?

  With this in mind, Mei Jianhai said: "Zhang Yi, help Lao Fang diagnose it! If his body really has a problem, we will definitely treat it as soon as possible."

  Zhang Yi nodded silently, looked at Fang Tianfu and said: "Old Fang, stretch out your left hand, I'll take your pulse for you. Also, tell me, apart from what I mentioned earlier, have there been any other uncomfortable symptoms with your body recently?"

  He said: "Actually, there's nothing much. It's just that I've been liking to eat light food recently and don't feel like eating greasy dishes when I see them. And sometimes I get dizzy and my scalp feels numb. Because of this, I'm almost quitting smoking."

  Zhang Yi silently sensed Fang Tianfu's pulse, his eyes flowing with a thoughtful expression.

  One minute later.

  Zhang Yisong released Fang Tianfu's wrist and stood up to his side, using his fingers to press on Fang Tianfu's liver acupoint.

  "Ow... it hurts!"

  Fang Tianfu couldn't help but cry out in a low voice.

  Zhang Yi withdrew his fingers and said lightly, "Old Fang, I've already diagnosed your condition and have some understanding of it in my mind. If possible, can I see your family members? I'd like to ask about your usual dietary habits!"

  Fang Tianfu's heart skipped a beat, and the last hint of smile on his face also disappeared without a trace.

  Mei Jianhai beside him also had a slight change in expression.

  Zhang Yi secretly sighed in his heart, but kept a calm expression on his face and said indifferently: "Old Fang, don't get any ideas, I just want to ask you about your eating habits and some other small questions."

  Fang Tianfu's expression turned grave, and he looked at Zhang Yi quietly before asking: "Do you know what I used to do for a living?"

  "What's the job?"

  Zhang Yi didn't understand Fang Tianfu's meaning, so he asked with a few points of confusion.

  "Old Mei, you tell him," Fang Tianfu said in a deep voice.

  Mei Jianhai hesitated for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "I'm telling you, Old Fang, Zhang Yi didn't mean anything else, he just wanted to ask about your eating habits. Otherwise, I'll go call your wife over?"

  "Tell him!"

  Fang Tianfu shouted in a deep voice.

  Mei Jianhai smiled wryly: "Before Old Fang retired, he worked in the government department, and was the second-in-command of the Beijing Public Security Bureau. Whether it's his personality or his analytical skills, he has a strong professional background. Zhang Yi, your little thoughts can't deceive him. Tell me! What disease did Old Fang actually contract?"

  Zhang Yi was secretly shocked. He had never dreamed that Fang Tianfu had once been a high-ranking leader, the second-in-command of the Beijing Public Security Bureau!

  How high is that position?

  "Fang Tianfu said in a deep voice: 'Zhang Yi, this life, I am the master of my own affairs. If I really have any illness, I also have the right to know. Speak!' "

  Zhang Yi hesitated for a moment, just about to open his mouth to answer. However, a sudden voice made Zhang Yi swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue back into his belly.

  "Huh? Yin-yin is back? After several months, this little guy looks even more beautiful than before."

  Everyone's gaze shifted to the middle-aged man who was approaching.

  Fang Tianfu's expression changed, and he asked in a deep voice: "Jianye, how did you get here?"

  "Dad, I just got back from out of town and brought back a few kilograms of hairy crabs. I originally planned to have Hsiu-fang deliver them to you two elders, but her school had something going on, so I personally came over to bring them to you."

  Dressed impeccably, Fang Jianye exuded an aura of unassuming authority as he smiled and said.