After saying that, Zhuo Bufan buried his head and lit a cigarette, put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the bus stop. Now that he has been reborn, he just wants to improve his cultivation, protect those close to him, and let his mother live a good life. He does not want to add other things to his life.
Right and wrong.
"Are you really leaving?" Long Geyue frowned and pursed her pink lips angrily, thinking that if the flattering young master beside her could line up from the cafeteria to the gate of the West School, when would she be right?
A boy once had a good face.
This guy is quite nice. You took the initiative to talk to him and invited him to your home. Why don't you appreciate it?
Long Geyue slowly drove the car next to Zhuo Bufan and hummed: "Don't think that pretending to be unique can attract girls. Such childish tricks are of no use to me."
Zhuo Bufan stopped, a little funny. In his previous life, he fought against demon emperors, saints, and immortals. He was brave and conquered the world. Saints and fairies from countless sects expressed their admiration for him. Although Long Geyue looked tall,
She is beautiful. Compared with those saints and fairies, she lacks the aura of otherworldly holiness.
"Hey, did you hear me talking to you? My grandpa wants to see you." Long Geyue held back her anger. She had never been left alone like this since she was a child.
However, Long Geyue comes from a big family. She has been proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child. She is knowledgeable in everything, including etiquette and convenience. Normally she would never be so angry. If a boy had such an attitude towards her, she would have left long ago.
Well, the key point is that grandpa said we must find a savior.
Long Geyue then asked someone to check the student information on the computer and found information about Zhuo Bufan. She knew that his family was poor and his mother used to work as a servant for the Chen family in Jinling, but now she didn't know where to work.
"Your grandpa can see me if he wants to see me. I remember who refused to let me treat the disease at the beginning." Zhuo Bufan said calmly.
Long Geyue frowned, struggled for a moment, and hesitated: "I'm sorry, who knew you could do medicine or martial arts."
"Looking at your sincerity, I'll reluctantly accompany you." Zhuo Bufan joked.
Listening to his words, Long Geyue was really angry to death. If she hadn't been curious about Zhuo Bufan, she would not have come to invite Zhuo Bufan home. Zhuo Bufan looked like he was obviously about the same age as her, but he had both medical skills and
As for martial arts, last time I had a fight with Brother Jun, Brother Jun used five levels of martial arts but he still couldn't gain the upper hand. The other party's kung fu was even comparable to hers.
The two of them were speechless all the way. Not long after the car drove, Zhuo Bufan suddenly felt something was wrong. The car actually drove into the Jingdu Villa Community, but entered from the west gate. Zhuo Bufan had a wry smile on his face. Unexpectedly, he and Long
Geyue is in the same community.
But the Long family's villa and Ye Ziqin's villa are obviously not of the same grade. Ye Ziqin's villa only has two floors and is a relatively ordinary type, worth about two to three million. The Long family's villa is built at the foot of the lakeside mountain, with a unique terrain and a jade belt wrapped around its waist.
Backed by green mountains, it was worth at least thirty million, and even Zhuo Bufan was surprised.
The families who can live in such high-end villas are all high-ranking and wealthy people in Jinling. It seems that the Long family has an extraordinary background.
There are about a dozen bodyguards patrolling the villa, with headsets hanging on their ears. The rules are strict and the training is orderly.
Zhuo Bufan followed Long Geyue into the villa and walked to the living room. The young man with short hair like a javelin that he had seen that day stood outside, "Miss." His eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan.
"Where is my grandfather?" Long Geyue asked.
"First... I am in the living room. Several national masters are consulting with me. Mayor Jiang is also in there." Brother Jun said aloud.
"Grandpa, I'm back." As soon as Brother Jun finished speaking, Long Geyue couldn't wait to walk into the living room.
Long Aotian was wearing a set of white training uniforms with centipede buttons. He exuded the power of dragon and tiger and was sitting at the front. On his right were four old men and a middle-aged man, and several figures stood behind him.
Standing guard.
"How can a girl's family be so frivolous? Your Uncle Jiang is still here!" Long Aotian scolded sternly, but he couldn't hide the doting in his eyes.
He has been in the army for many years, and has been washed away by the war. When he gets old, he wants to enjoy some happiness, but his children around him are busy with work, and several grandchildren are fooling around outside all day long. Only Long Geyue is the most obedient and is by his side, and he is the most beloved.
Happy.
Long Geyue stuck out her tongue playfully and smiled at the middle-aged man: "Uncle Jiang won't laugh at me. Grandpa, guess who I found?"
Without her having to say anything, Long Aotian saw Zhuo Bufan following him at a glance. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and said, "Could this be the young man who rescued me that day?"
"Hello, Mr. Long, my name is Zhuo Bufan." Zhuo Bufan nodded lightly, acting neither humble nor overbearing.
Long Geyue took Long Aotian's arm and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, you can't believe it. He and I are from the same school. It took me a lot of effort to find him."
"Okay, I'll mark your merits." Long Aotian said helplessly, then looked at Zhuo Bufan and said, "Bufan, please sit down first, I have something to do here."
"It's okay." Zhuo Bufan nodded, and without any hurry, he found an empty chair and sat down, right next to the middle-aged man.
Zhuo Bufan saw that the other person looked familiar, and then he remembered that this middle-aged man was the current mayor of Jinling City, the person in charge of economy, education, agriculture, and production, and often appeared on TV news.
The other party didn't know about his relationship with Long Aotian, and thought he was Long Geyue's classmate. He just nodded lightly, ignored him, and said:
"Teacher, these national experts in traditional Chinese medicine are all masters of medical skills. I finally asked them to come for your consultation. I wonder what the seniors have concluded?" Jiang Beiya said aloud.
Long Aotian smiled and said: "You are the most caring of the students I have." It turns out that Jiang Beiya is a student of Long Aotian. After retiring from the army and changing careers, he entered the political arena. He is an upright man, and his relationship with Long Aotian is quite good.
After a meteoric rise, a commoner became the mayor of a city, a true grassroots legend.
"We have examined Mr. Long's body, and we have also read his diagnosis reports over the years. We can now confirm that Mr. Long is a small celestial being with five failings."
"Furthermore, Mr. Long's heart and lungs are failing, so I recommend heart bypass surgery. Now this surgery has begun to be widely promoted in China, and sufficient safety measures can be ensured."
"You mean to ask me to perform an operation?" Long Aotian frowned, showing off the aura of a superior, "Our Chinese medicine is so profound and profound, have we fallen to the point where we have to use Western medicine to operate for all diseases?"
The four national masters of Chinese medicine looked at each other, all a little helpless. The old man sitting first on the left raised his hands and said: "Mr. Long, your disease is a chronic disease and it is accumulated over the years. The only way now is surgery. If you do it early,
In the past few years, I could use Chinese medicine to slowly recuperate my body, but now I can no longer put it off."
"Yes, this disease has been going on for too long, even if I use Chinese medicine to nurse it back to health, it won't work anymore."
"Mr. Long, let's prepare for the operation. We old bones will be in charge personally. It will be fine."
Long Aotian sighed deeply. How could he be willing to live in a wheelchair when he gets old?
Jiang Beiya frowned and advised: "Teacher, Dr. Zuo is one of the most famous national players in the southwest region. Even he suggested that you have surgery. I'm afraid there is no other way. You should think about it carefully."
Zuo Qianchan, the first person on the left, is the vice president of Jinling Medical University, the director of the affiliated hospital of Jinling Medical University and the military hospital. He enjoys a State Council subsidy and holds many positions. His status is very distinguished and he is a guest of a wealthy family.
The distinguished guests in the princely mansion can be said to be authoritative representatives in the medical industry.
"Hey." Suddenly a soft sigh sounded, which was extremely harsh in the quiet and solemn atmosphere of the hall. Everyone's eyes fell on the person who made the sound, who was none other than Zhuo Bufan.
Zuo Qianchan had just noticed that Zhuo Bufan was shaking his head and sighing. He seemed to be dismissive of their words. He could not hold back the anger in his heart for a long time. He snorted coldly: "This little classmate is sighing and hissing. Doesn't he agree with our statement?"
, are you a college student in the medical school? You might as well tell me your opinion."
These words are obviously meant to accuse you. You are so young, even a college student from a medical university, do you dare to try your best in front of our national masters of traditional Chinese medicine? (To be continued)