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As soon as Ye Fan said these words, all three members of Mr. Hong's family were shocked.
Hong Xianxian was very angry and said angrily: "Ye Fan, what are you doing here?
Are you deliberately testing how long my grandfather can live?"
"Xianxian!"
Mr. Hong grabbed Hong Xianxian to stop her, and then looked deeply at Ye Fan: "Mr. Xiaoye, my situation is quite special, it's better if you don't joke around."
It's very taboo to make fun of other people's lifespans.
If Mr. Hong hadn't known Ye Fan's identity, he would have been furious.
They may even suspect that he has the intention to annex Chinese cuisine.
Ye Fan waved his hands repeatedly: "Mr. Hong, Brother Hong, Miss Hong, I'm not joking.
Mr. Hong was injured a few years ago, and coupled with his hard work for the development of Huabang Cuisine over the past few decades, his vitality was severely damaged and his longevity was blocked.
That's why his health deteriorated as he got older.
Of course, if Mr. Hong has malignant cancer, I will be helpless."
In fact, Mr. Hong does not have any serious illness, but he is very weak.
For the sake of his career, he spent a lot of his life.
From the medical point of view, this problem is more difficult to deal with than many cancers.
There is a word called "end of life", which refers to Mr. Hong's current situation.
However, Ye Fan has special methods for dealing with the loss of vitality.
If he had cancer, there would be nothing he could do.
Hong Xianxian still doesn't trust Ye Fan yet. Even if Mr. Hong protects him, Hong Xianxian will not have a good look towards Ye Fan.
"Grandpa, don't listen to this guy's nonsense!"
Hong Xianxian hummed softly: "I think he just has other agendas!"
"Xianxian, please stop talking and get out!"
Hong Zhan frowned, rarely showing a tough side.
"Dad..." Seeing her father angry, Hong Xianxian felt aggrieved and unhappy.
Forget about grandpa being an old fool, why can't my father speak for this Ye Fan? "Xianxian, please go out first."
Mr. Hong comforted him a few words, "Grandpa wants to eat hamburgers. Can you go buy some for me?"
"Grandpa, I..." "Be good and obey me."
Mr. Hong continued to laugh and said, "Otherwise Grandpa will be angry too!"
"Oh..." Hong Xianxian lowered her head and walked out of Mr. Hong's bedroom. When closing the door, she did not forget to give Ye Fan a fierce look.
Ye Fan spread his hands helplessly, then smiled and said: "Mr. Hong, whether you believe it or not, let me try the head office?
Maybe my recipe will help you live for a few more decades?"
"Decades?"
Mr. Hong suddenly laughed: "I am already eighty-nine years old. I came to Xiaobai Country when I was nineteen years old. It has been seventy years now.
Mr. Xiaoye, let alone let me live for a few more decades, I am grateful to you for being able to live through the age of ninety!"
Ye Fan was stunned.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Hong only had less than a year left to live. It seemed that he appeared just in time.
However, Mr. Hong did not hesitate and took the initiative to find Nuofan for cooperation.
Otherwise, I would not have contacted him.
"Mr. Hong, if I only extend your life by a year and a half, then I will be at a big loss!"
Ye Fan laughed, turned his head, his face darkened, and said to Hong Zhan seriously.
"Brother Hong, please go out first and don't let anyone get close!"
"Well, I understand."
Hong Zhan nodded, turned and left the bedroom.
Hong Zhan stood at the door, not knowing what was happening inside.
Although he was very worried about his father, he believed that Ye Fan would not do anything extraordinary to his father, unless none of his family members wanted to leave Xiaobai Country alive.
Hong Zhan stood at the door restlessly for a quarter of an hour, while Hong Xianxian quickly went upstairs carrying a small suitcase.
Seeing her father standing at the door, she suddenly wondered: "Dad, where are grandpa and Mark?"
What are you doing at the door?"
"Mr. Ye and your grandfather are inside."
Hong Zhan lamented: "He is helping your grandfather treat his illness. I don't know how he is doing now."
"Cure?"
Hong Xianxian was shocked: "Dad, did you really ask Mark to treat grandpa?
He...what kind of diseases will he treat?
No, get out of the way quickly, what if something bad happens to grandpa?"
"This is your grandpa's wish. Just don't go in and disturb them."
Hong Zhan quickly stopped Hong Xianxian.
"But..." Hong Xianxian was anxious.
"Stop talking!"
Hong Zhan shouted in a low voice: "Go and ask Dr. Chen's team to come over and be ready to respond at any time."
"……All right."
Hong Xianxian gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice: "If anything happens to grandpa, I will make Ye Fan pay the price!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran downstairs.
Hong Zhan looked at the cloth box discarded on the ground and let out a long sigh.
In fact, he knew very well that no matter whether Ye Fan could cure his father's disease or not, his father would not survive more than a year.
My father was over eighty years old, and before he turned twenty, he came to Xiaobai Country to make a living.
At that time, the situation in Chinatown was very chaotic, and my second uncle was a restless master, causing trouble everywhere.
Several times, he was seriously injured trying to save his second uncle.
If he hadn't been lucky, he might have died long ago.
Later, my father quit the turf war in Chinatown and started the restaurant business honestly.
At that time, my second uncle had already made a name for himself, and he often persuaded my father to come back to his place to help.
After all, my father is a scholar, my second uncle can't even recognize a few Chinese characters, and there are no scholars around to offer advice.
But my father was unwilling and only wanted to take care of the restaurant.
The second uncle had no choice but to let him go. However, remembering his old friendship, he would not hesitate to help anyone he could, and he also took good care of his business.
Then by chance, my father founded "Huabang Cuisine" and it was out of control. The business grew and grew in scale.
In comparison, the little territory that my second uncle had was insignificant.
As the White Government suppressed the black forces, the political situation increasingly rejected the Chinatown forces.
My father brought my second uncle back to the right path more than forty years ago.
It's just that my second uncle is not an industrialist.
Huabang Cuisine is basically supported by his father alone.
In order to maintain Nuoda's business, my father exhausted his physical strength. Although he has no serious illness now, his body is almost exhausted.
In addition, for more than ten years, the second uncle has continuously caused troubles for my father, which has made him physically and mentally exhausted, and his physical condition has been deteriorating.
Finally, more than a month ago, my father fell ill and was very serious.
Dr. Chen is the best Chinese medicine doctor in Chinatown, and he is also proficient in Western medicine.
In order to save his father, he didn't sleep for three days and three nights. He led a medical team and finally managed to drag his father back from the Lord of Hell.
However, he also gave an ultimatum.
His father can only live for one year at most! "Alas..." Images of his father's hard work over the years flashed through Hong Zhan's mind, and he felt guilty.
If it weren't for his cowardly character and lack of skill, his father would not have ended up like this.
Although Ye Fan promised to cure his father, everyone knew that he was treating a dead horse like a living horse.
Hong Zhan secretly wiped his tears at the door. In the bedroom, Mr. Hong was also shocked and had tears in his eyes.
In just ten minutes, he felt the power in his body slowly revive again! "Mr. Ye...Ye, what...are these?"
Mr. Hong watched Ye Fan take out some liquid from a small bottle and spread it evenly on his palm, giving off a faint luster.
Then, Ye Fan put his palms on Mr. Hong's chest and abdomen, and gently massaged it.
It was this kind of massage that made Mr. Hong feel like he was reborn! "This can be considered a kind of elixir."
Ye Fan smiled, and the gentle energy flowed into Mr. Hong's body, completely dispersing the spirit of Wuyuan into every cell of his body.
Mr. Hong's vitality was severely damaged and his internal organs were seriously aging.
This kind of problem is difficult to solve in modern scientific and technological medicine.
However, in the eyes of powerful warriors, this is their special skill! Warriors are a group of people who go against the will of heaven.
A strong physique, consolidating one's foundation and cultivating one's vitality, are the foundation of martial arts! It can be said that from the moment they step into martial arts, warriors are practicing how to strengthen every part of themselves.
The spirit of Wuyuan is also the best spiritual object for practicing martial arts.
It can not only restore the warrior's martial energy, but also strengthen the body and stimulate the unlimited potential of the warrior's body, thereby breaking through bottlenecks and stepping into a higher realm.
Mr. Hong is not a warrior, and his body is extremely weak.
If he was allowed to swallow the spirit of Wuyuan directly, he would definitely explode and die immediately.
Therefore, Ye Fan used gentle techniques to let the energy of the Wuyuan Spirit enter his body bit by bit, strengthening cells and improving the internal organs, thereby achieving the effect of rejuvenating dead trees.
However, this process takes a long time and cannot be done directly at once.
Ye Fan massaged Mr. Hong three times, for five minutes each time.
"Old man, let's stop here today."
Ye Fan put away the vial, "I will treat you regularly from now on. After about five more treatments, you will be back to health."
"It's... incredible!"
Mr. Hong clenched his fists and his eyes widened in shock.
He pressed his hands on the handles of the chair, exerted force, and stood up quickly.
"Kick! Kick!"
Mr. Hong staggered two steps and steadied his legs.
Ye Fan supported him and said, "Old man, you are not fully recovered yet, don't worry!"
"No, no, no, please let go of me and I can leave."
Mr. Hong gasped.
The legs that were weak before have become so strong.
The staggering just now was not due to an unsteady stance, but because I was exerting too much force and was unable to adapt to the force coming from my legs.
Ye Fan smiled slightly and let go of Mr. Hong.
He is very aware of Mr. Hong's current physical condition. Although it cannot be compared with that of a strong man, he is definitely one of the strongest in his age group.
"Kick! Kick! Kick!"
Mr. Hong slowly raised his steps and stepped out tentatively.
Three consecutive steps made the expression on his face change from surprise to ecstasy.
"Kick, kick, kick..." He quickened his pace, increased the amplitude, and walked quickly in circles in the bedroom.
"Creak!"
Mr. Hong suddenly stopped and looked at the crutch in his hand. After a few seconds, he threw the crutch to the ground, raised his head and laughed.