At night, Xiao Feng, who was completely sober, drove away from Luna Manor alone.
On the way, Xiao Feng's cell phone rang: "Hey, Sister Min, I'm almost there,"
"Well, then I'll wait for you at the door,"
"Okay," Xiao Feng hung up the phone and sped up the car. He was going to see Hai Dongbo, who was seriously ill.
Although it was not good to see patients at night, Hai Dongbo couldn't wait any longer. He was already exhausted, like a flickering flame that could be extinguished at any time. Therefore, Xiao Feng decided to go see him at night. To avoid leaving any regrets.
This was not the first time for Xiao Feng to come to the Hai family. He was familiar with the family and saw Zhao Min in a black windbreaker at the door.
"Sister Min," Xiao Feng got out of the car and asked, "How is Mr. Hai?"
"It's probably enough to survive the New Year," Zhao Min shook his head: "Let's go in and have a look."
"Yes," Xiao Feng nodded and followed Zhao Min into the Hai family.
"A Feng, you're here," Hai Dongbo's son Hai Ming greeted him.
"I came to see Ebi, is he in a bad condition?"
"I'm already semi-conscious and my consciousness is unclear," Hai Ming said with some sadness on his face: "Come in with me,"
Xiao Feng followed Hai Ming to the bedroom upstairs. He saw Hai Dongbo, who was already as skinny as a stick. He was even thinner than last time. His face was yellow and lifeless. It seemed that he had really arrived. The point where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.
"Hai Lao, I'm here to see you," Xiao Feng came to the bedside and looked at Hai Dongbo. As people get older, they have to take this step, right?
Hai Dongbo closed his eyes and showed no reaction.
"Ah Feng, this is a recording my dad made specially when he was awake. He said he would give it to you when you come back." Hai Ming took out a voice recorder and handed it to Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng took it and did not open it, but looked at Hai Dongbo: "Old Hai, I am Xiao Feng. I am back to see you. Please open your eyes and look at me."
As if he really heard Xiao Feng's words, Hai Dongbo, who was originally drowsy, slowly opened his eyes, which were full of turbidity, and he made a vague sound in his throat: "Ah, Ah Feng,"
"Yes, it's me, Hai Lao, I'm here to see you," Xiao Feng nodded hurriedly: "How do you feel?"
"It's over, ahem, it's going to be over soon," Hai Dongbo became more conscious, "I didn't expect that I would see you again before I died."
"Ebi, don't say that,"
"You, have you finished handling all your matters in Yindu?"
"Yes, I am the eldest son of the Xiao family," Xiao Feng nodded.
"Yindu Xiao Family, ahem, I read it right, making friends with you is the most successful investment I have ever made in my life..."
Xiao Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. At this point, Hai Dongbo was still thinking about this, "Well, Mr. Hai, we can be considered friends since the end of the year."
"Yes, we are friends at the end of the year," Hai Lao couldn't see clearly anymore, it was blurry, and he looked at a few figures in front of the bed: "Who is there,"
"Dad, I'm here, Haiming,"
"Lao Hai, I am Zhao Min,"
"Oh, haha, you two go out first, I'll have a few words with Ah Feng,"
Hai Ming looked at Xiao Feng and nodded: "Okay,"
"Let's go out first, call us anytime if anything happens," Zhao Min said to Xiao Feng, turned around and left.
The door was closed, and Hai Ming and Zhao Min stood outside the door, looking at each other and sighing, but neither of them spoke.
Time passed minute by minute. About half an hour later, the door opened and Xiao Feng came out: "I'm going to pick up someone downstairs."
"good,"
"Sister Min, Mr. Hai lets you in," Xiao Feng said, then turned and went downstairs.
Downstairs, Xiao Feng lit a cigarette and took a few deep puffs. Even Hai Lao had too much reluctance before he died. I wonder if Grandpa Nangong can help. Do your best and listen to fate. Can you? If it doesn't work, it depends on Ebi himself.
Nangong Ji is here, bringing his little medicine box.
"Grandpa Nangong, I'm sorry to trouble you this time," Xiao Feng came up quickly and said with a smile.
"Boy, I am not a country doctor. I will ruin your reputation as a miracle doctor sooner or later. In the future, you are not allowed to call me on this matter again, and I will never agree to it again." Nangong Ji was half-truth and half-lie. said.
"I understand," Xiao Feng nodded hurriedly. He heard Nongqing mention the rules of the one-finger miracle doctor.
You must know that it is not easy to get a doctor to cure a disease. Even if the price is hundreds of millions, it is rare to find an opportunity.
"Take me to have a look," Nangong Jishi didn't say deeply. Life and death depended on fate. He relied on a deal and fate to save people.
Arriving upstairs, Xiao Feng introduced Hai Ming and Zhao Min: "This is Nangong Miracle Doctor. I asked him to come and help Hai Lao take a look."
"Hello, Miracle Doctor Nangong, as long as you can save my dad from suffering, please give me a price," Hai Ming said hurriedly, overjoyed.
Nangong Ji looked at Hai Ming and said in a cold tone: "You can't afford the price I want." After saying that, he put down the medicine box and looked at Hai Lao on the bed.
Hai Ming was stunned, and Xiao Feng patted him on the shoulder: "What Nangong Miracle Doctor said is true. Someone once offered him hundreds of millions to save his life, but he didn't care."
Hai Ming's heart was shocked, billions of dollars.
Nangong Ji was sitting on the edge of the bed, putting a finger on Hai Dongbo's wrist and feeling his pulse carefully.
Hai Dongbo was tired just now, his condition was a little bad, and he was confused.
"Boy, I can let him live past the New Year, but as for how long he will live, I can't guarantee it," Nangong Jishi stood up and said to Xiao Feng.
"Excuse me, Grandpa Nangong," Xiao Feng nodded.
"Okay," Nangong Ji nodded: "You guys go out first."
Xiao Feng and the others left. About ten minutes later, Nangong Ji came out with a medicine box on his back: "You can go in, he is in good condition."
"Okay, thank you, the miracle doctor,"
"Grandpa Nangong, let me take you down,"
"Um,"
After Xiao Feng sent Nangong Ji down, Hai Ming and Zhao Min entered the room. The next second, their jaws almost dropped to the floor.
"Dad, you, you..." Hai Ming's eyes widened and he looked at Hai Lao sitting on the bed: "You're okay,"
"No, but I feel very good now," Hai Dongbo's originally yellow face showed a faint rosy color, and the layer of lifelessness was also covered up: "I'm hungry and want to eat."
Hai Ming and Zhao Min rubbed their eyes and confirmed that the person on the bed was Hai Dongbo. They were shocked by Nangong Jishi's peerless medical skills. He was truly a miracle doctor.
"A Ming, let the kitchen prepare something," Hai Dongbo hasn't felt as good as he is now for a long time.
"Oh oh oh, I'll go right away," Hai Ming nodded quickly and ran out of the bedroom quickly.
"Hai Lao, how did he treat you?" Zhao Min couldn't hide his shock.
Hai Dongbo shook his head: "I don't know either. When I woke up, he had already finished treatment."
"..."
"The world is so big, and there are so many amazing people, miraculous doctors, miraculous doctors," Hai Dongbo also sighed with emotion.
Just as he was talking, Xiao Feng came in from the outside. When he saw Hai Dongbo in such a state, he was a little surprised: "Hai Lao, you are in good condition."
"Ah Feng, thank you very much this time," Hai Dongbo said gratefully. He knew that such a miraculous doctor could not be bought with money.
Xiao Feng shook his head: "Old Hai, I'm out of town."
"Um,"
"Hai Lao, my grandfather Nangong just told you," Xiao Feng said hurriedly, thinking of what Nangong Ji said to him.
"Well, I said it,"
"You have to be prepared,"
"I understand, haha, it's no big deal," Hai Dongbo smiled and shook his head.
Soon, Haiming came in from outside with a dinner plate and placed it next to the bed: "Dad, can you get up and eat by yourself?"
"Okay," Hai Dongbo nodded, rubbed his atrophied legs, and reluctantly got off the bed.
Xiao Feng and Zhao Min stayed late and left the Hai family.
"Send me back," Zhao Min said proactively.
Xiao Feng nodded: "Okay, I'm honored,"
On the way, Zhao Min asked a question: "Ebi's illness..."
"Actually, this is only short-lived. Grandpa Nangong used golden needles to stimulate the remaining vitality in Ebi, temporarily suppressing the death energy. When the vitality finally disappears, it will be Ebi's death, and gods can't save him."
"So that's it," Zhao Min suddenly realized. Although it sounded a bit unbelievable, she still chose to believe it after seeing Ebi's condition with her own eyes.
"Life and death matter, just look away," Xiao Feng said lightly and lit a cigarette: "Sister Min, tell me about you. What have you been busy with recently?"
"I'll just be busy all day, dealing with the company's affairs," Zhao Min said, then glanced at Xiao Feng: "By the way, when are you going to shoot Murong Xue's movie?"
"At least after the new year,"
"I heard from Wu Zhenyan that everything is ready. Now we have no choice about the male lead. Is it you or Xinxuan?"
"I think Ou Xinxuan is more suitable than me,"
"There's a kissing scene in it,"
"I bet, it's true or not, Wu Yanyan doesn't want to mess around anymore," Xiao Feng glared.
"The plot requires it,"
"Can't you hold hands?"
"No, it won't be exciting, it will resonate less,"
"Must kiss,"
"Well, we must kiss,"
"Damn, of course I will be the leading actor," Xiao Feng said without hesitation, "I'll talk to Wu Yanyan about this and see how long the filming will take."
Zhao Min couldn't help but laugh. This layman, doesn't he know that kissing can be achieved by means of dislocation, editing, etc.
However, she obviously didn't plan to tell Xiao Feng. She also wanted to see what kind of miracle this star-like man she had always been optimistic about would create.
When they arrived at the apartment, Zhao Min looked at Xiao Feng and invited: "Why don't you come up and sit down, have a cup of tea before leaving,"
"Well, being alone and alone is not good,"
"Why, are you afraid that I won't be able to eat you? Haha, this doesn't look like Xiao Feng," Zhao Min asked with a smile.
"Oh, I'll be afraid of you. If you go up to drink tea, just drink tea." Xiao Feng was excited by Zhao Min and immediately got excited.
"Haha, let's go," Zhao Min smiled, opened the door and got out of the car.
Xiao Feng looked at Zhao Min's exquisite figure and licked his lips. In the middle of the night, a woman invited a man to drink tea. Could it be a hint? Well, it must be like this.
Xiao Feng thought of this, got out of the car, followed Zhao Min, and went upstairs together.
