Chapter 38 Two Cold Moons?

Two hours after Wang Fan treated Mr. Zhang, Zhang Guoming walked into the room with a medicine bowl. Zhang Guoming saw Zhang Jingtian, who was much more energetic than before, and walked two steps to Mr. Zhang's bedside, "Wang Fan, medicine It has been prepared according to your request."

Wang Fan took the medicine bowl, then helped Zhang Jingtian, let Zhang Lao drink the medicine, put down the medicine bowl, Wang Fan asked Zhang Lao: "Zhang Lao, how do you feel?"

Zhang Jingtian didn't speak. After a while, he suddenly spat blood on the ground, and Wang Fan patted Zhang Jingtian's back.

Seeing his father spitting blood, Zhang Guoming hurried to the bed nervously to check on Mr. Zhang's physical condition.

Zhang Lao coughed for a while, then waved to Zhang Guoming, lying on the bed, Zhang Lao said: "Don't worry, I feel much better now."

Wang Fan gave Zhang Lao a pulse again, and then said: "Well, Zhang Lao is right. Now Zhang Lao's condition is much better than before, but you have lost too much effort recently, and you are still a little weak. Take a good rest recently. Judging from this situation, after taking the medicine for five times, it is estimated that your illness will be cured, which is also something to be happy about."

Hearing what Wang Fan said, Zhang Guoming finally let go of his long-hanging heart, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked Wang Fan, "Wang Fan, do you mean that my father will not die?"

Wang Fan rolled his eyes at Zhang Guoming and said, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are irreversible events. No one can escape death."

Zhang Guoming's originally relieved heart suddenly became tense again, and hurriedly said: "Wang Fan, what you mean by this is..."

Wang Fan adjusted the quilt for Mr. Zhang, and then said to Zhang Guoming, "Why are you nervous? I mean that Mr. Zhang cannot escape death, but from the present point of view, it is not a problem for Mr. Zhang to live another seven or eight years."

Zhang Guoming is very happy. In seven or eight years, Mr. Zhang will be in his nineties by then, and he will have nothing to worry about. Moreover, it is difficult for ordinary people to live to that time in his nineties, let alone Zhang is young. He was injured when he was injured, and it is really a blessing for Mr. Zhang to live to be in his nineties.

Mr. Zhang is 84 this year, but Mr. Zhang's influence is not weaker than when he was in office. On the contrary, because the soldiers brought out by Mr. Zhang back then are now all members of one party, Mr. Zhang's influence in the army is stronger than before. big.

Zhang Guoming knelt down in front of Wang Fan and said, "Wang Fan, thank you for saving my father, thank you for saving the Zhang family."

Seeing Zhang Guoming kneeling down for him, Wang Fan quickly helped Zhang Guoming up and said, "What are you doing, get up quickly."

When Zhang Guoming stood up, Wang Fan said: "What were you doing just now, you are taking my life away."

Zhang Guoming looked at Wang Fan and said, "Wang Fan, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid my father would be... So, you are worthy of my worship, you are the savior of the entire Zhang family."

Wang Fan glanced at Mr. Zhang who was sleeping soundly, and then said: "It is the duty of a doctor to cure diseases and save people. Even if it is a stranger, I will try my best to save him. What's more, Mr. Zhang is still Zihan's grandfather. As Zihan's Friends, you should try your best to save Mr. Zhang."

Wang Fan took back the silver needle from the bedside table, put away the needle bag, and said, "Okay, let Mr. Zhang have a good rest, let's go out first."

After speaking, Wang Fan and Zhang Guoming left the room, walked out of the room, Zhang Guoming explained the situation of Mr. Zhang to the people standing outside, and everyone was relieved when they heard that Mr. Zhang was really safe now.

At this time, Wang Fan said to Zhang Guoming: "Uncle Zhang, regarding the prescription, there is one thing to remember. There are still four servings of the root of the five-element fruit. Make a medicine soup every week, and let Mr. Zhang take it. The last one Yue must not let Mr. Zhang drink alcohol, and his meals are mainly light, so after a month or two of recuperation, Mr. Zhang will almost recover, and I will come back to check Mr. Zhang again."

Zhang Guoming carefully wrote down Wang Fan's instructions, and then said, "Okay, I understand."

Wang Fan left at this time and said: "Since this is the case, now Mr. Zhang's illness can only be recuperated. If there is nothing else, I will go back now."

Upon hearing that Wang Fan was leaving, Zhang Guoming asked to stay, "Wang Fan, are you leaving now? You won't be staying for a few more days? You can also stay here to accompany this child Zihan."

Hearing Zhang Guoming talking about Zhang Zihan, Wang Fan was a little embarrassed, but he still refused and said, "No, I've been out for a few days, and I've been here all the time, and I haven't had much to go to class since the beginning of school, so I have to go back to school too." Check it out."

At this time Zhang Zihan said: "Well, Wang Fan, tomorrow is Saturday and there is no class. Why don't you stay here for another two days, and I will go back to school on Monday."

Seeing Zhang Zihan blushing shyly, Wang Fan himself blushed a little and said, "Well, Zihan, forget it, I have something to do tomorrow and Saturday, so I won't be here, I'd better go back. Well, you don't have to." Leave me alone, and I'm going back now."

Seeing that Wang Fan insisted on leaving, Zhang Guoming and Zhang Zihan didn't want to keep him anymore, Zhang Guoming turned to Zhang Zetian and said, "Xiao Tian, ​​send someone to send Wang Fan back."

Zhang Zetian nodded, and then went out with Wang Fan. Same as before, Zhang Zetian sent Wang Fan to Zeyang Lake, and then sent someone to take Wang Fan home.

When he returned to Yuhua Community, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. Wang Fan asked the driver to take him to the door of Villa No. [-], thanked the driver, and then went back to the villa.

Opening the door to change his shoes, Wang Fan shouted, "Yue'er, I'm back."

Wang Fan saw that there was no one on the first floor, so he went straight up to the second floor and came to the bedroom. When he entered the bedroom, he saw a person lying on the bed. Wang Fan took off his coat, jumped onto the bed, hugged the woman on the bed, and said: " Yue'er, I miss you so much, I'm exhausted these days."

Without hearing Leng Yue's answer, Wang Fan raised his head and saw Leng Yue in front of him looking at him with a murderous expression on his face.

Wang Fan thought something was wrong, and asked, "Yue'er, what's wrong with you? What's the expression on your face? Could it be that you're not happy to see me back?"

Only Yue'er in front of her opened her mouth and said, "Get your stinky hands away!"

Wang Fan was a little depressed. He and Leng Yue met naked every night before. The two of them wore nothing but underwear, and they had never seen Leng Yue like this. Why did they suddenly get angry at him today?

Wang Fan was a little annoyed, and said, "If you beat me any more, believe it or not, I will punish you."

Seeing that Leng Yue's expression became gloomy, she suddenly took out two short knives from the head of the bed, and was about to stab Wang Fan's eyes and chest with her outstretched hands.

Wang Fan immediately let go of his hand when he saw it, and then grabbed Leng Yue's wrist. Leng Yue saw that his calf swept across the bed. Wang Fan's hand was strong, and the short blade in Leng Yue's painful hand fell on the bed. He lifted his foot, and then resisted the leg kicked by Leng Yue.

Wang Fan grabbed Leng Yue's arm and pressed Leng Yue on the bed, and said, "Yue'er, what's wrong with you? Why did you attack me suddenly? And"

Leng Yue blushed, and instead of answering Wang Fan's question, she kicked Wang Fan's chest and cursed, "Bastard! Go to hell!"

Wang Fan was unprepared at this time, and as soon as he fell to the ground, Leng Yue picked up the short blade on the bed, jumped out of the bed and stabbed Wang Fan.

"Stop!" At this moment, a woman came out of the bathroom.

Looking at Leng Yue wrapped in a bath towel, and at Leng Yue holding a short blade, Wang Fan was a little confused. What's going on?How can there be two cold months?

(End of this chapter)

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