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Chapter 63 Vulnerabilities

The pulse beat suddenly accelerated, Zhang Fan did not show a heavy expression, but a smile appeared on his face.

Zhang Fan put his hand on the middle-aged man's pulse for about five minutes, and the pulse returned to normal. However, at this time, the face of the middle-aged man lying on the bed was no longer as rosy as when Zhang Fan first saw him.

A pale color appeared.

"Zhou Yuhan, you take grandma to the living room for a while first. I want to give your father a good look at numerology. You are here, and I'm afraid that your life energy will affect my judgment." Zhang Fan looked at the two of them and said, his face full of emotion.

Serious look.

Hearing what Zhang Fan said, Zhou Yuhan nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I'll go out with my grandma right away."

After saying that, she took her grandma out.

After seeing that the door was firmly closed, Zhang Fan looked at the middle-aged man on the hospital bed and said with a smile: "Stop pretending, your daughter and your mother are both out."

The middle-aged man moved his somewhat dry eyes, then slowly opened them, and looked at Zhang Fan in front of him suspiciously, "How do you know I'm faking it?"

"The edema in your calves, your labored breathing, and your fast-beating pulse can indeed be hidden from the doctor's eyes, but I am not just a doctor, I am also a fortune teller." Zhang Fan smiled slightly.

Said, at the same time, Zhang Fan released the divination energy hidden in his acupoints.

Feeling the fortune-telling energy released by Zhang Fan, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he exclaimed, "It turns out you are really a fortune-telling master. I thought you were lying to my daughter. This little

It’s really not easy to reach the seventh stage of Shixuan human phase in the minor years!”

"It's not fair to your daughter and mother that you are pretending to be sick. They are very worried about you." Zhang Fan said.

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly and sighed heavily, "I have no choice but to do this, and I ask my friend to keep it a secret for me."

Zhang Fan smiled and said nothing.

"In addition, I also hope that my little friend can do me a favor." There was a hint of request in the middle-aged man's words.

"What are you busy with?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows.

"I think my daughter trusts you, otherwise she wouldn't be able to bring you to see me." The middle-aged man said, "I hope you can make up a lie for me and tell them that I still have hope of recovery, so that they won't be so sad.

, I also have some hope for my future life, but I don’t want them to leak this news and still make them feel like I will die, do you understand?”

"Understood, it is to let them realize that hope and crisis coexist, and that the crisis is greater than hope, so that they can act fearfully, so that it makes sense for you to pretend to be sick, is that what you mean?" Zhang Fan asked in return.

"Young man, what you said is so good. You helped me get it done this time. If you have anything to say in the future, I will try my best to help you!" the middle-aged man said with a sincere face.

"Then you don't want to tell me, why are you pretending to be sick?" Zhang Fan asked.

The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "I don't want to tell anyone about this yet, so, young man, don't force yourself to make things difficult for others."

"Then I won't ask." Zhang Fan said, "However, if you want to continue pretending and change your daughter's appearance, you

The magic of covering the sky on your face is quite good, and you deliberately made a dead look, but you also have to use mystical magic to cover the palace gates of your daughter's parents' palace, the father's palace, and the palace gate of your mother's children's palace.

Go on, otherwise your loophole is too big."

Yesterday in the hotel, the reason why Zhang Fan did not say whether Zhou Yuhan's father was alive or dead was because he could not tell from Zhou Yuhan's face that Zhou Yuhan's father was dead. There was only a cloud of Tao Qi wandering around. This wisp of Tao Qi was just proof that Zhou Yuhan's father was dead.

His father was a Taoist, and it was precisely because of this Taoist spirit that Zhang Fan became interested in coming to see Zhou Yuhan's father, and he followed him today.

Hearing Zhang Fan's reminder, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up, "Young man, thank you for the reminder. When I have the opportunity, I will also cast a sky-shielding spell on their faces to cover their palace gates about me."

"Although the edema in your legs and difficult breathing are very consistent with the symptoms of heart failure, your level of Turtle Breathing Skill is so poor that it can only keep your heart rate elevated for five minutes. A somewhat knowledgeable Chinese medicine practitioner, No. 1

You can detect clues with your pulse. There is a reason why you were able to persevere in the hospital, because the time for testing with the instrument is very short. If you really want to pretend to be dead, you still need to practice the Turtle Breathing Kung Fu." Zhang Fandao

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"Do you still know medical skills?" the middle-aged man looked at the middle-aged man in surprise and asked.

"It's okay." Zhang Fan said.

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I will find a way to deal with your daughter and your mother for you. Remember it. You promised me. If anything happens to me in the future, you will help me." Zhang Fan looked at the middle-aged man.

road.

"Don't worry, a real man will never keep his promise." The middle-aged man assured him, patting his chest.

After saying that, Zhang Fan walked outside.

Looking at Zhang Fan's back, the middle-aged man had a thoughtful expression. This boy is not simple. He has revealed all his flaws. No, he has to make up for it.

At this time, Zhang Fan had already opened the door, and the middle-aged man quickly lay down on the bed, looking like he was about to die.

Seeing Zhang Fan going out, Zhou Yuhan and the old lady hurriedly came forward.

"How is my dad?"

"How is my son?"

"Grandma, classmate Zhou Yuhan, let's sit down and talk." Zhang Fan pointed in the direction of the sofa.

The two nodded repeatedly and asked Zhang Fan to sit down.

"I just observed your father's face, and your father indeed looked dead." Zhang Fan's expression darkened, and he said with some regret.

As soon as Zhang Fan finished speaking, he saw the mother-in-law crying again.

Zhang Fan quickly added, "However, there is still a chance that your father will survive."

The mother's crying stopped suddenly and her eyes looked at Zhang Fan with hope.

"How can I let my dad survive?"

"How can I keep my son alive?"

The two women said almost in unison.

"Your dad did a lot of bad things in his early years, and his illness today is actually caused by retribution." Zhang Fan glanced at the middle-aged man in the room and said seriously.

"Did you do bad things when you were young?"

The two mothers looked at each other.

"Yes, he did a lot of bad things, but he did it without telling grandma you." Zhang Fan said seriously.

A middle-aged man pretended to be ill and deceived his mother and daughter. Although this is not a treason, it was very inappropriate to make his family worry about him. Now he asked himself to help deceive his family. Zhang Fan would not harm this middle-aged man.

It was hard to dispel the anger in his heart.

(End of chapter)


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