Thinking of this, Zhang Fan looked at Lin Qingling from top to bottom.
Well, both the figure and appearance are good, and the old man has a good eye.
Seeing Zhang Fan looking at her, Lin Qingling was inevitably a little nervous.
The atmosphere in the car was a little awkward for a while.
However, Zhang Fan knew in his heart that marriage was not something that could be decided, it had to be determined by fate, and force was not enough. Therefore, Zhang Fan did not take the engagement seriously.
The car continued to drive, and Zhang Fan took a nap in the car.
"Mr. Zhang Fan..."
I don't know how long it took, but Zhang Fan felt someone gently touch his arm.
Zhang Fan opened his sleepy eyes, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he was a little dazed. He was so sleepy that he thought he was on the kang where the coffin was laid.
What caught Zhang Fan's eyes was a hospital.
"arrive?"
"Um!"
"Okay, let's get out of the car." After saying that, Zhang Fan got out of the car first.
After getting off the car, the two walked quickly into the hospital. Under the leadership of Lin Qingling, they arrived at the 306 Advanced Special Care Ward on the third floor.
There are four middle-aged people in the ward, two men and two women. Judging from the way they are standing, they should be two couples. Standing by the window on the south side of the hospital bed is a thin couple standing on the north side of the hospital bed.
It's a fat couple.
Seeing Lin Qingling and Zhang Fan entering the house, the four of them all turned their attention to the door.
"Qing Ling, you're back." The fat woman took a step toward the door and spoke first.
Lin Qingling nodded and walked forward quickly, "Mom, is my grandpa okay?"
"The doctor just left and said that the heartbeat is stable and everything is fine for now." Wang Shufen, Lin Qingling's mother, replied.
"Qing Ling, have you invited Master Zhang over?" The fat man interrupted the mother and daughter's conversation. As he spoke, he looked anxiously toward the door.
"No, Dad. Master Zhang is not at home. I don't know where he went." Lin Qingling replied.
"I don't know where you are?" Lin Jianmin, who was slightly fat, asked back. A trace of panic suddenly appeared on his face. He lowered his head and paced and said, "What can we do! Your grandfather has a disease that only Master Zhang can cure."
Cure it!”
"Boy, the doctor said it's not possible anymore, so don't waste your efforts. Dad is already seventy-five and not too young. It's time to go to that place." Lin Jianguo, who was thin, waved his hand indifferently.
"The Master Zhang you talk about is not necessarily that amazing. He might just be a charlatan."
Lin Jianmin glared at his eldest brother Lin Jianguo fiercely, and said angrily: "What do you mean you are not too young? Are you so embarrassed to say this? Huh! In addition, my father was ill and you were not at home. You didn't know the situation at that time.
Just don’t talk nonsense here!”
"Hey...Boy, what's wrong with your eldest brother? Are you so angry? I think you don't take your eldest brother seriously!" Liu Aili, the woman standing next to Lin Jianguo, had a look of dissatisfaction on her face.
The way.
Lin Jianmin glanced at Liu Aili, snorted, and said no more.
"Dad, although I didn't find Master Zhang, I brought Master Zhang's grandson Zhang Fan here." Lin Qing
Ling pointed at Zhang Fan and said.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned to Zhang Fan who was standing at the door.
"Master Zhang's grandson?" Lin Jianmin looked at Zhang Fan.
"Yes, he is very capable. He could tell at a glance that my grandfather was in danger. Moreover, he said he could cure my grandfather's disease." Lin Qingling said quickly.
"Qing Ling, are you kidding? The hospital experts are helpless. Do you think this young boy can cure your grandfather's disease?" Liu Aili glanced at Zhang Fan with disdain and curled her lips.
"Don't be fooled by this kid."
"Your aunt is right! Qing Ling, you are from a girl's family. If you believe everything others say, it will not be good for your future." Lin Jianguo added, "Besides, the so-called Master Zhang is a charlatan. Don't
Listen to your dad’s nonsense.”
After hearing what the two said, Zhang Fan couldn't help but frown, and carefully looked at the faces of Lin Jianguo and Liu Aili.
At this time, Lin Jianmin walked up to Zhang Fan and asked, "Are you really the grandson of Master Zhang Yuan?"
"Yes." Zhang Fan responded.
"Can you really save my father?"
"Yes." Although Zhang Fan's voice was dull, there was plenty of confidence in it.
Lin Jianmin glanced at Zhang Fan, who was confident, hesitated for a moment, and then seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Well, young gentleman, please give it a try."
Master Zhang Yuan has extraordinary strength, and his grandson should also have some abilities. What's more, the hospital is already helpless in his father's condition, so there might be hope for Zhang Fan to give it a try.
"Second brother, this is what you asked me to do. If the old man really has a problem, it has nothing to do with us." Liu Aili folded her hands on her chest and chuckled, looking like it had nothing to do with her.
Lin Jianmin didn't want to talk to her, but made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Fan, "Little sir, please."
Zhang Fan nodded slightly, without hesitation, and walked directly in the direction of the old man lying on the hospital bed.
The black air in the old man's Yintang position is about to condense into a black mark. If no rescue is done, the old man may not be able to see the sun tomorrow.
Zhang Fan first put his hand on the old man's pulse and learned from the pulse that the old man was in pretty good health. Except for the aging of his body, there were no major problems with his internal organs.
Therefore, the old man died not because of illness, but because of something else!
"Did the old man become ill three days ago?" Zhang Fan asked.
After hearing Zhang Fan's words, Lin Jianmin quickly replied: "Yes!"
"Did you go to the cemetery?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.
Lin Jianmin nodded awkwardly.
"When my grandfather was treating the old man ten years ago, he must have told him not to go to the cemetery. Why should he go?" Zhang Fan's voice was a little cold.
"My father has never visited my mother since she passed away. My father thought that the incident had happened ten years ago and would not affect him, so..." Lin Jianmin's face showed a trace of embarrassment.
.
As the conversation between Lin Jianmin and Zhang Fan progressed, Lin Jianmin's trust in Zhang Fan grew unconsciously.
Whether it was the time when his father fell ill or the fact that his father went to the cemetery, Lin Qingling didn't know, and it was impossible to tell Zhang Fan. In other words, these were all seen by Zhang Fan!
Lin Jianguo and Liu Aili, who were standing aside, also frowned and looked at each other, and then looked at Zhang Fan thoughtfully.