On the balcony of the second-story building, an old man was sitting there.
The old man's hair is gray and has fallen out a lot, leaving only a few strands.
He wore a white racer-shaped vest on his upper body. The vest was baggy because it had been worn for many years, and there were some holes in it.
Judging from his appearance alone, this old man still looks a bit like the Wang Sanbao Lin Zhiming saw before, but he is much older.
The former Wang Sanbao and Lin Zhiming felt quite old, but now he looks like he is almost dying.
Wang Sanbao's eyes were slightly squinted, as if he was enjoying the cool air on the balcony.
"I can just go up by myself." Lin Zhiming said to the dean.
"Okay, go up. He has a withdrawn personality. Please be more patient and come to me if you need anything!" the dean said.
Lin Zhiming nodded and walked forward.
Soon, Lin Zhiming arrived on the second floor.
Standing at the top of the stairs and looking forward, Lin Zhiming happened to see Wang Sanbao's back.
His upper body was stooped and there were many age spots on his back.
Lin Zhiming walked forward until he reached Wang Sanbao's side, then pulled a stool from the side and sat down on it.
Wang Sanbao did not move, squinting his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep.
Lin Zhiming didn't say anything, just sat there and looked ahead.
The summer wind blows, and the chirping of birds comes from the surrounding woods.
The scenery here is very good and the air is much better than in the city center.
Lin Zhiming stretched and then glanced at Wang Sanbao.
Wang Sanbao still didn't move. He sat there motionless. Only the vague rising and falling of his chest could tell that he was still alive.
About half an hour passed like this, and Wang Sanbao slowly opened his eyes.
"I want to eat ice cream." Wang Sanbao said suddenly.
"Okay." A response came from the house next to her.
"Bring one to me too." Lin Zhiming said.
Wang Sanbao heard the sound and turned to look at Lin Zhiming.
"Who are you?" Wang Sanbao asked.
"Old man, my name is Lin Zhiming. I am from the Dragon Clan. Come and see you." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"Oh..." Wang Sanbao said, then yawned and did not continue.
At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the next room. He was wearing the clothes of a caregiver and holding two ice creams in his hand.
"Sir, are you a relative of the old man?" the nurse walked closer and handed the ice cream to Lin Zhiming and asked.
"I'm from Mr. Lao's workplace," Lin Zhiming said.
"Oh, that's it. Then you are really thoughtful. You know how to come and see the old man. No one has come to see the old man in these years." The nurse said with a smile.
Lin Zhiming smiled, put the ice cream in his mouth and took a bite.
Wang Sanbao took the ice cream and licked it with his tongue. Then he seemed to be impressed by the deliciousness of the ice cream, with an intoxicated expression on his face, as if the ice cream was some kind of delicacy.
However, after taking this lick, Wang Sanbao handed the ice cream to the nurse next to him.
"Just one bite?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"The old man has a bad gastrointestinal condition. Just take one bite and don't eat more," the nurse explained.
"So that's it!" Lin Zhiming suddenly realized.
"I... haven't seen anyone from the Dragon Clan for a long time." Wang Sanbao suddenly said.
"I just joined the Dragon Clan not long ago, but I have heard a lot of your old legends." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
Wang Sanbao twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was smiling, and then shook his head.
"If you want to inquire about the news about the Dragon Clan back then, then you have come to the wrong person. I am already very old and I have forgotten many things." Wang Sanbao said.
"I just want to ask you about someone." Lin Zhiming said.
"Forgot, all forgotten." Wang Sanbao shook his head, and then stood up tremblingly.
"Help me go pee." Wang Sanbao said to the caregiver.
"Okay!" The nurse nodded, then supported Wang Sanbao and walked to the next room.
Lin Zhiming didn't take it seriously, stood up from the chair, walked to the edge of the balcony and looked into the distance.
Looking from here, you can see the mountains and ridges, and the scenery is quite beautiful.
Lin Zhiming put his hands on the guardrail and took a deep breath.
If you find a place to live in this place, it will definitely be good for your lungs, if nothing else.
At this moment, Wang Sanbao finished using the toilet and walked out of the room tremblingly.
He walked back to his seat and sat down. Then he glanced at Lin Zhiming and said, "You can go, don't waste your time with me."
"Old man, I just want to ask a few questions!" Lin Zhiming said.
"Let's go." Wang Sanbao suddenly turned black and scolded in a deep voice.
"Just leave, otherwise the old man's blood pressure will go up again," the nurse said.
"Okay." Lin Zhiming knew that Wang Sanbao didn't want to answer his question, so he could only agree. He walked towards the stairs. When passing by the caregiver, Lin Zhiming suddenly asked, "I heard that there are three caregivers here.
Take care of the old man, where are the other two?"
"They went out to buy groceries," the nurse explained.
"Oh..." Lin Zhiming nodded, then said with a smile, "Take care of the old man for me."
"Of course!" the nurse said seriously.
"Mr. Wang, I'm going to leave first. By the way, I want to tell you something. Prince Wei is dead," Lin Zhiming said.
Wang Sanbao frowned slightly, looked at Lin Zhiming and asked, "How do you know?"
"Because I killed him." Lin Zhiming smiled.
"You, how can you kill someone?!" the nurse asked in horror.
"He is a villain. As a member of the Dragon Clan, isn't it natural for me to kill him?" Lin Zhiming said.
"If you die, just die. He should have died more than 20 years ago. Living for more than 20 years is not bad." Wang Sanbao said expressionlessly.
"You may not know that the current anti-dragon organization Tulong was founded by Prince Wei." Lin Zhiming said.
"Oh..." Wang Sanbao said oh and did not continue to speak.
Lin Zhiming smiled, walked forward, then went downstairs and walked straight towards the exit of the nursing home.
"Send a few people to keep an eye on Wang Sanbao. In addition, there is a male caregiver next to Wang Sanbao. He is about 1.65 meters tall, has a northern accent, has a dark face, and has a mole next to his nose. Help me check this person's identity.
"Lin Zhiming walked while holding his cell phone to give orders to his men.
"Yes!" the subordinate replied.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiming frowned.
How could a dying old man be accompanied by a nurse practitioner?!
Just now, when Lin Zhiming took the ice cream from the nurse, he clearly saw the calluses on the nurse's fists.
Although the callus has been treated and is almost invisible, for Lin Zhiming, no matter how well the callus is treated, he can still see it at a glance, so he is very sure that the nurse is a practicing practitioner.
Wang Sanbao is accompanied by Lian Jiazi, and there may be more than one, so this matter is a bit interesting.
"Mr. Lin!" The dean seemed to have been waiting not far outside the courtyard. When he saw Lin Zhiming appearing, he immediately came over.
Lin Zhiming put away his cell phone and greeted the dean with a smile.
"Will Wang Sanbao still cooperate?" the dean asked.
"Speaking of whether you are cooperative or not, I just came to have a chat with him. By the way, director, how many caregivers are there in our nursing home?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"There are so many. We have three caregivers for each elderly person, who will take care of the elderly in three aspects: daily life, diet and exercise. Each caregiver comes from the most professional nursing school! They all have professional skills.
I have a job qualification certificate." The dean said proudly.
"Really? Do these caregivers have any practitioners?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"No!" The dean shook his head and said, "Nurses are nurses, and security is security. We have a professional security team here, and there are all practitioners there. To be honest, no practitioner would be a caregiver.
, isn’t that a waste of one’s own abilities? The monthly salary of a caregiver is only so much, but the monthly salary of a bodyguard is much higher than that of a caregiver!”
"Oh..." Lin Zhiming nodded, becoming even more curious about the nurse with calluses on her hands.
At the same time, in Wang Sanbao's two-story building.
Wang Sanbao sat on the chair, and the nurse stood behind Wang Sanbao, gently squeezing Wang Sanbao's shoulders.
"Xiao Wei is dead." Wang Sanbao suddenly said.
"Yeah." The nurse nodded and said nothing more.
"I am the only one left from that time." Wang Sanbao said melancholy.
The nurse lowered her head, carefully kneaded Wang Sanbao's shoulders, and remained silent.
On the other side, the Dragon Clan headquarters.
"What? Lin Zhiming went to check Wang Sanbao's information?!" Chen Hongyu had a surprised expression on his face after hearing the report from his subordinates. After that, his brows immediately furrowed.
"Yes!" His subordinate nodded.
"Then what?" Chen Hongyu asked.
"According to the information we obtained, Lin Zhiming later went to Tianyi Nursing Home to meet Wang Sanbao and chatted with him," the subordinate continued.
"Why did he suddenly care about Wang Sanbao? Is it because he wanted to find out what happened back then?" Chen Hongyu's face became uncertain.
"Does this matter still need to be followed up?" the subordinate asked.
"Continue to follow up." Chen Hongyu nodded and said, "Find out why Lin Zhiming went to find Wang Sanbao. In addition, arrange for someone to keep an eye on Wang Sanbao."
"Yes!" The subordinate nodded, bowed and retreated.
"Lin Zhiming...what do you want to do?" Chen Hongyu frowned and muttered to himself.
On the other side, Tianyi Nursing Home.
After Lin Zhiming had a brief chat with the dean, he left the nursing home alone. He returned to his villa community, and then came to the training hall alone.
The training hall was specially built by Lin Zhiming for physical exercise.
Walking into the training hall, Lin Zhiming pressed a button next to the door.
Walls of iron walls immediately fell from the door frames and window frames, completely sealing the training hall.
Afterwards, Lin Zhiming took out the dragon-slaying staff from a bag he carried with him.
Today, Lin Zhiming wanted to test the power of this dragon-slaying staff.