Lao Yi has no children and no worries. If he wants to leave, Lin Yang will not force him.
"Lao Yi, let me give you one last ride!"
Lin Yang got up and planned to carry the old man to bury him.
At this time, bursts of light and rapid footsteps sounded outside the door.
"Zhuge Yu of the Zhuge family, please see Yi Shenxian. Please take action quickly to save my father!" A respectful voice floated in.
"You are too late, Yi Shenxian has passed away!"
Lin Yang walked out and looked calmly at the people No. 78 outside.
"What?"
Everyone's expression changed.
"Yi Shenxian... passed away? This is impossible! Yi Shenxian was a fairy-like person, how could he pass away? It must be a lie!" A young girl couldn't accept it, with tears on her face.
"If you don't believe it, his body is inside, and I am preparing to bury him." Lin Yang said calmly, not bothering to pay attention to these people, and went into the house to get busy.
"Little brother, wait a moment!"
At this time, a middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward and saluted him: "Little brother, may I ask who you are? Are you a disciple of Yi Shenxian?"
"Me? I'm not." Lin Yang shook his head.
"no?"
Several people looked at each other with disappointment in their eyes.
"What's the relationship between little brother and Mr. Yi? Why are you here?" the middle-aged man asked again.
"I am Lao Yi's master." Lin Yang said calmly.
When these words fell to the ground, everyone was stunned.
"What? Yi...Yi Shenxian's master?"
"Are you kidding? Yi Shenxian is already dead! How dare you insult him? That's too much!"
"How old are you? You're not as old as my son!"
"Young people don't know etiquette! How can they behave properly?"
Everyone was very angry, blowing their beards and staring.
Lin Yang frowned slightly, not bothering to explain to them, and carried Lao Yi's body for burial.
"Little brother, wait a minute!" At this time, the middle-aged man asked.
"What's wrong?" Lin Yang asked lightly.
"Little brother, I would like to ask if you know medical skills?" The middle-aged man's eyes were filled with expectation.
"Know a little bit."
"Then can you help us see a patient? That patient has a unique identity. He is very ill now. If he cannot be cured, the impact will be unprecedented. Little brother, Yi Shenxian is not around, so we can only turn to you for help.
No matter what, please come with us and take a look!" the middle-aged man said with great expectation.
"I don't have time! You can find someone else." Lin Yang said calmly, not taking it to heart.
"Little brother, listen to me!"
The middle-aged man became anxious, thought for a moment, and suddenly approached Lin Yang, took out an ID from his coat pocket, and handed it over.
Lin Yang brought it and opened it, his eyes suddenly tightened.
"Little brother, this matter... is of great importance! The impact is severe. If you can cure it, please help!" said the middle-aged man.
Lin Yang thought for a moment and said quietly: "I told you, I'm not free, but I can prescribe some medicine to keep him alive!"
"What about the follow-up treatment?" the middle-aged man asked urgently.
"Let's talk about it when I'm free," Lin Yang said calmly.
When several people heard the sound, they were all very angry.
But no one dared to speak.
Because they are at the end of their rope.
The middle-aged man took out a piece of paper, wrote down his phone number, and handed it to Lin Yang.
"Sir, this is my contact number. If you need anything, please be sure to call me."
