The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

Zhang Zian was taken aback, and asked for details.

Zhan Hongling cried and said on the phone: "My grandma is already old, and every organ in her body has begun to degenerate, especially the heart..."

Listening to Zhan Hongling's explanation, Zhang Zian probably understood the situation. Because of Zhan Hongling's grandma's old age and organ failure, she had reached the point where she could not recover. life, but the effect is not very good.

"Okay, I see, you send me a location, and I will rush there now."

Seeing Zhang Zian's panic-stricken look, the family members didn't ask why, they just told him to drive carefully on the road.

Soon, Zhang Zian drove the pickup truck out of the village, and Zhan Hongling had already sent the location. According to the route planned by the navigation, Zhang Zian stepped on the accelerator and ran wildly all the way.

Zhan Hongling's home is in a high-end residential area in the center of Jining, which is full of villas. The two-hour journey forced Zhang Zian to settle it in one hour. Aya made a phone call.

Zhan Hongling asked Zhang Zian to give the phone to the guard, and after a few words, he let him go. Zhang Zian turned a few corners in the community, and finally arrived in front of a super luxurious villa covering an area of ​​more than 1000 square meters.

Zhan Hongling was already standing at the door waiting, the tear stains on her face were still very obvious.

Zhang Zian parked the car, and followed Zhan Hongling into the yard quickly. There were several bodyguards at the door. Zhang Zian didn't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power from them, they should be ordinary bodyguards.

Entering the villa, there is a bright hall on the first floor, which is extremely luxuriously decorated. The sofa in the living room, even Zhang Zian, who has never seen the world, knows that it is not cheap.

There were already quite a few people in the living room, some were standing, some were sitting, they were all discussing something in a low voice, when they saw Zhan Hongling bringing a seemingly lifeless young man in, they were quiet for a while, and then each chatted each.

Zhan Hongling pulled Zhang Zian directly up to the second floor, and stopped in front of a door on the second floor. There were two bodyguards in black suits standing at the door. Seeing Zhan Hongling, she respectfully shouted: Miss.

Zhan Hongling didn't care so much, she directly opened the door and led Zhang Zian in. As soon as he entered, Zhang Zian wrinkled his nose, and smelled a scent of medicine and ginseng.

There were quite a few people in the room, all of them were beside the bed, with sad faces on their faces.

Seeing Zhang Zian coming in, a thin, middle-aged man frowned, looked at Zhan Hongling and said, "Hongling, what time is it now, and you're still leading outsiders in, you're not sensible."

Zhan Hongling paused, and explained: "Second Uncle, this is my classmate Zhang Zian, a genius doctor, I asked him to show grandma."

"Nonsense, what's wrong with your grandma? We have invited all the miraculous doctors from the Holy Medical Hall, will it be useful?" the man Zhan Hongling called second uncle scolded.

Holy Medical Hall?Zhang Zian had heard it at Hua Tiansheng before, but he didn't expect to hear it here again. Zhang Zian is now full of curiosity about the Holy Medical Hall.

"It's really a girl who doesn't want to stay. At this time, she leads wild men to hang out."

Next to Second Uncle Zhan Hongling, a woman with heavy make-up spoke harshly, while she was talking, she smoothed the hem of the cheongsam skirt with extremely high slits, full of flirtatiousness.

Zhan Hongling's chest heaved and fluctuated from anger, and she couldn't say a word.

At this time, a middle-aged man sitting by the bed stood up, and the crowd dispersed. This man Zhang Zian knew was Zhan Hongling's father, Zhan Zexu.

"I asked Hong Ling to invite the person. Compared with the previous live broadcast, everyone has watched it. Is there anyone who doubts it?" Zhan Zexu was full of momentum, and he glanced at everyone present, but no one opened his mouth to refute .

Zhan Hongling's second uncle, Zhan Zexun, just snorted coldly.

At this time, Zhang Zian's mind was not on the brothers of the Zhan family, but he felt a pair of eyes staring at him all the time, so he followed his feeling and saw a girl in black standing beside the bed, covered with black silk. A high-quality long-sleeved jacket, and skinny jeans on the lower body, which outlines the figure very gracefully.

Zhang Zian frowned, because he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power from the girl, although it was extremely subtle, he still caught it.

Zhang Zian guessed that the other party must have some way to hide his spiritual power.

The girl also stared at Zhang Zian closely, with curiosity in her eyes.

Seeing that no one objected, Zhan Zexu continued to speak: "Zhang Zian, come here and show my mother, don't feel pressured, just do your best."

Even if Zhan Zexu wanted something from others, his tone was very cold.

Zhang Zian nodded, and walked over, the girl's eyes followed Zhang Zian, as if there was something about Zhang Zian that made her curious.

Walking to the bed, there was a dying old man lying on the bed. Zhang Zian didn't even need to sense the old man's breath, he knew that more air was coming in and less air was coming out.

Sitting by the bed, Zhang Zian grabbed one of the old man's wrists. His pulse was so weak that he could barely feel it. Zhang Zian carefully entered a trace of spiritual power, as if entering a dry lake, without any reaction.

Zhang Zian continued to enter the spiritual power, and under the nourishment of the spiritual power, the old man's pulse became a little stronger.

Sensing the situation inside the old man's body, Zhang Zian frowned deeply. Indeed, as Zhan Hongling said, the organs were almost exhausted and aging, losing vitality, and really powerless.

A person's lifespan will eventually come to an end. Judging by the age of Zhan Hongling's grandma, she should be in her 90s, which is pretty good.

Organ failure and aging, which is a constant evolutionary truth, is truly irreversible.

Zhang Zian let go of the old man's wrist, and shook his head at Zhan Zexu.

Zhan Zexu's expression didn't change at all, Zhan Hongling burst into tears, tears dripped down her face like water, and then threw herself into the arms of a woman next to her.

"I know he's a quack doctor, can he really have that kind of medical skills at such a young age?" Zhan Hongling's second uncle Zhan Zexun asked.

"That's right, there are always some people who take our good words as words aimed at them, alas, honest words are harsh." The coquettish woman next to her is Zhan Hongling's second aunt, and she made sarcastic remarks beside her.

"Enough, don't you think it's messy enough?" Zhan Zexu stared at the woman and snorted coldly. The woman pursed her lips and leaned against her man.

The girl in black seemed to have lost interest, and disappointment flashed in her eyes.

Zhang Zian knew the pain of losing a loved one, and he didn't know how to comfort Zhan Hongling for a while, life, old age, sickness and death were all human.

Zhan Hongling suddenly broke away from her mother's embrace, ran over to grab Zhang Zian's hand, and begged with pain on her face: "Zian, please find a way to save my grandma, please, I don't want her to leave We, even if we live for one more year, no, one month is fine, please."

Mother Zhan wanted to go over to persuade her daughter, but thinking of the relationship between her daughter and her grandmother, she gave up and raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face.

Zhan Zexu wanted to speak, but he held back. His mother passed away, and he was very sad.

The old lady Zhan is like the pillar of the entire Zhan family. As long as the old lady Zhan doesn't leave, the Zhan family is a bundle of people, and there will be no troubles.

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