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n96 Conversation; The Little Boy Who Suddenly Became Seriously Ill

nWhen Lin Fan heard this, he could not help but look to the side.

nHe saw…

nA white-haired old man over 80 years old looking at him.

nHe was not like an ordinary old man who had a hunched back and looked old.

nOn the contrary…

nHe had a pair of tiger-like eyes, and his back was straight. His whole body was filled with a majestic aura.

nLin Fan looked at the wish tablet in the old man’s hand that read, ‘Permanent health!’

n“The writing style is continuous, the energy is smooth, and it’s strong and powerful… Your face and calligraphy are both very good!” Lin Fan nodded and said.

n“Oh?” The old man could not help but size Lin Fan up and praised him, “It’s been a long time since I’ve met a young man who has good calligraphy and knows how to analyze! Not bad!”

nLin Fan could feel a sense of familiarity from the old man, like that of a grandfather.

nThus, they began to chat.

n“I don’t think you’re a local, right? Are you here for a vacation?” Lin Fan asked.

nThe old man looked into the distance and said, “You can consider it a vacation, but I’m a local of Jiangbei.”

nLin Fan found it a little weird when he heard that.

nA local… Why did he say he was traveling, then?

n“Your hometown is Jiangbei?” Lin Fan asked.

n“Yup! I haven’t been back for decades, and the changes are too great! Things aren’t the same as people!” The old man sighed.

nSun Luguo and Fan Wenxiang had already hung up their wish tablets. When they heard the sounds, they slowly turned around.

nAt first glance, they saw four burly men who exuded an aura of iron and blood.

nSun Luguo and Fan Wenxiang were both from large families, so they knew very well that these four men were definitely not ordinary people. They could not help but feel a little surprised.

nThen, they looked at Lin Fan and the old man.

nWhen he saw the old man, Sun Luguo’s pupils suddenly shrank, and a hint of shock appeared on his face.

nSun Luguo graduated from Huaqing University.

nA few months ago, when Huaqing University held its anniversary celebration, the old man’s congratulatory video was played at the opening ceremony.

nHe was the pillar of Hua Nation!

nNow, he actually appeared in front of him?

nNo wonder there were four burly men standing around the old man. They should be protecting the old man’s safety.

nSun Luguo swallowed his saliva, his entire person already at a loss.

nQiu Ziqian, Huang Ling, and the others did not notice the change in Sun Luguo.

nThey lowered their heads and looked at the ten-year-old boy who had been hugging the old man’s leg.

nThe boy had delicate features, and he looked like the old man. He was obviously his grandson.

nQiu Ziqian saw that the boy was a little shy, so she bent over and greeted him with a smile, “Hello,”

nThe boy scratched his head and twisted his body in a very strange way.

nThen, he opened his mouth, letting his saliva flow out. He looked very dull and silly.

nSeeing this, some deep memories surfaced in Qiu Ziqian’s mind.

nShe used to have a younger brother, but he had autism.

nHe was very afraid of strangers, did not communicate with others, and was often dazed…

nHowever, Qiu Ziqian still had a good relationship with her brother. She taught him to sing and draw every day… He was very happy.

nHowever, one day, her brother suddenly rushed out of the house.

nAt that moment, a truck passed by.

nHence… That was how the tragedy began.

nQiu Ziqian’s eyes reddened at the thought.

n“Old man, what’s wrong with our little friend?” Huang Ling could not help asking.

n“I don’t know what happened, but a year ago, he suddenly became like this.” The old man sighed.

nAs he spoke, the old man also lowered his head to look at the little boy, his face full of affection.

n“Didn’t you bring him to the hospital?” Huang Ling asked again.

n“I’ve been to many hospitals, but I still can’t find out the cause,” the old man said.

nRight at this moment, the little boy’s body suddenly convulsed violently, and he even spat out a mouthful of white foam.

n“No!” The old man’s expression changed drastically as he shouted, “Quick, come and see how Hao’er is doing!”

nThe middle-aged man standing behind him hurried forward and called out, “Hurry up and hold his hands and feet. Don’t let him move!”

nTwo burly men quickly held down the boy’s limbs.

nHow powerful were they?

nEven a male lion would not be able to move, let alone a little boy.

nThe other two burly men looked around vigilantly, preventing any random people from getting close.

nThe middle-aged man quickly took out a tube of medicine from his bag and injected it into the little boy’s arm.

nThe effect of the medicine was immediate, and the little boy soon stopped twitching.

nIt was obvious that the middle-aged man was a doctor.

nJust as the doctor heaved a sigh of relief, the foam at the corner of the little boy’s mouth did not decrease. On the contrary… there was even more!

nThen, the little boy’s breathing gradually slowed down, and his heartbeat became weak…

nThe doctor’s expression changed drastically when he saw this.

nHe quickly pressed on the little boy’s chest, then injected some other drugs…

nHowever, they had no effect at all!

nIn fact, the little boy was getting weaker and weaker, like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time.

nThe anxious-looking old man asked, “How’s Hao’er?”

nAt this moment, the doctor’s forehead was already covered in sweat.

n“Yuhao’s condition is very bad,” he said in a panic. “I don’t have enough medicine and equipment here. It’s best to go to a big hospital as soon as possible. Otherwise…”

nHe did not continue.

nHowever, the old man knew very well what he meant.

nThe old man suddenly turned around and looked at the dense crowd and crowded vehicles below the temple.

nHe did not let his men carry the little boy down the mountain to drive to a hospital immediately because it would be a waste of time!

nHe quickly took out his phone and made a call.

n“My grandson is sick in Hero Mountain Temple. Send a helicopter over immediately!”

nAfter that, he hung up the phone.

nThen, the old man looked at the little boy with concern and concern.

nThe atmosphere became tense and heavy.

nAlthough the old man did not say anything else, it only made the doctor more nervous and flustered.

nHe knew the old man’s identity very well, and the boy in front of him was the old man’s only grandson.

nIf something were to happen in his hands, the consequences…

nJust thinking about it made the doctor’s back sweat.

nThe people in the distance had also noticed the situation.

nHowever, they were being stared at by two burly men. It was as if they were being stared at by two lions, so they did not dare to get close at all.

nThis gave the doctor enough space to treat him.

nHowever, just as the doctor had said, there was indeed too little medicine and equipment here.

nAt this moment, the little boy suddenly rolled his eyes upward, and his entire face turned pale.

n“Hao’er!” The old man, who would not change his expression even if a mountain were to collapse in front of him, could not help but shout.

nQiu Ziqian, who was standing at the side, felt the same way and shed tears.

nLin Fan, who had not said anything all this time, finally spoke, “I can save him!”

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