Chapter 19 An old man

At this moment, the TV news just turned to the music channel, and the latest news was playing.

"It is reported that after successfully adapting 'La San', Yev once again focused on the creation of the new song. Yev once reported in an interview that the new song will be personally supervised and directed by his teacher, and his teacher is the mysterious figure who once guided him to adapt 'La San'. Let us look forward to Yev's latest works together."

The living room lights went out, Zhang Xuan walked towards the second floor bedroom with slippers, Jiang Jing pushed open the door of the villa and started her protection work at night.

The next morning, Zhang Xuan got up and wiped the floor as usual.

Lin Qinghan came out of the bedroom yawning, walked towards the bathroom staggeringly, preparing to wash up.

Before Lin Qinghan walked into the bathroom, the landline ringtone at home rang wildly. Zhang Xuan ran over and answered the phone. This was an internal contact number, but Lin Qinghan's father could call in.

"Hey, dad." Zhang Xuan shouted to the phone.

"Xiao Zhang, please wake up Qinghan and come with me to see her grandfather!" Lin Jianyu's voice was very anxious on the phone.

In Yinzhou City, Lin's Group is a legendary company.

In the 1980s, Lin Zhengnan, the founder of Lin's Group, led the local enterprises in Yinzhou City to develop outward and even established the Yinzhou Chamber of Commerce on its own. During this period, under the leadership of Lin Zhengnan, the Yinzhou Chamber of Commerce invested in stocks, real estate, electronics and other fields. In the early 20th century, the Yinzhou Chamber of Commerce was forced to disband, but the major enterprises developed well. Although there was no Yinzhou Chamber of Commerce, Lin Zhengnan was the only president in everyone's hearts.

Although Lin Zhengnan is very successful in his career, he is not satisfied with his life. Just when Lin Zhengnan was at its most glorious, his wife passed away in an accident and left Lin Zhengnan with three daughters. The Lin family has been born in a single line since then.

The Lin family owns a courtyard in Yinzhou City. The status of this courtyard in Yinzhou City is equivalent to that of the courtyard in the capital. Anyone with power and power in Yinzhou City is proud to enter the courtyard.

The courtyard is located in the outskirts of Yinzhou City, covering an area of ​​21,000 square meters. It is surrounded by green shades and is filled with rockery and water. A flat cement passage at the gate extends inward.

At this time, a Volkswagen Jetta was driving on this cement passage, which was particularly eye-catching.

Jiang Jing parked his car in the parking lot in the courtyard, where all the luxury cars parked were worth millions of dollars.

The back seat door opened, and a jade foot with black high heels stretched out, paired with a seven-point black suit pants. Lin Sing-han was paired with a white shirt and a black delicate suit jacket on the outside. Her long hair was raised above her head, and her delicate and impeccable facial features were full of anxiety. Lin Sing-han got off the car and walked towards the house in front of the parking lot.

There was no Zhang Xuan in the car behind Lin Juehan.

Lin Qinghan walked out of the parking lot, looked at the one-story building in front of her, opened the door, and walked in.

The furniture inside the house is made of peach wood, with an ancient and antique color, and there is a faint fragrance in the air. There is no modern furniture in the house. It can be seen that the owner of the house likes this ancient style very much.

At this moment, there were many people in formal clothes, men and women, old and young.

Lin Qinghan looked at the people in the room and opened her mouth slightly, "Dad, eldest aunt, second aunt, younger aunt, you are here."

In the house, not only Lin Jianyu's generation, but also Lin Singhan's generation, there are many people.

But looking at Lin Qinghan's generation, she is the only one with the surname Lin.

"How is grandpa?" Lin Qinghan looked at her father with a worried face.

Lin Jianyu sighed and pointed to the inside of the house, "Inside, you can go in and take a look."

Lin Qinghan nodded and was about to raise her foot when she saw a middle-aged woman in her forties rushing out of the inner room, her face full of panic, "No, Mr. Lin is gone!"

"What!"

The whole room was full of dullness at this moment.

Yinzhou City Suburban Park has become a place for the elderly to practice Tai Chi at some time. Every morning from 6:00 to 11:30 noon, the elderly can be seen everywhere under the shade of the park, in the square, and next to the stone pier.

Zhang Xuan walked in the park wearing his beach pants. Every week, two days, he would come to the park to watch the elderly perform Tai Chi. In that kind of soft and soft movement, Zhang Xuan seemed to be able to restore his manic heart to some peace, but he blamed his past life for being too bloody.

"Young man, do you like Tai Chi?" An old and kind voice sounded behind Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan glanced at him and said that an old man sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a burgundy Tang suit, his hair was gray, but his face was pretty good and he was a little rosy.

"I don't like Tai Chi." Zhang Xuan shook his head, "but it doesn't prevent me from watching, just like some people who know that the medicine is bitter, will still take medicine."

After Zhang Xuan finished speaking, he looked at the old man's legs with his eyes.

The old man looked thoughtful. After a few seconds of silence, he laughed, "Hahaha, young man, you have something to say."

Zhang Xuan blinked at the old man, "Maybe."

"Haha, how did you see it?" The old man patted his legs with his hands.

"Face." Zhang Xuan pointed to the old man's eyebrows, "Chinese medical skills have been passed down for thousands of years. They can also call pulses, and they can also call pulses in the face. In our China, there is a saying that one moves the whole body and can also be used in medicine."

Zhang Xuan looked at the old man's whole body and continued, "Your face is stretched, rosy and shiny, your qi and blood are strong, your meridians are stable, your hair is sparse but smooth, which proves that your body is not weak. You come alone in a wheelchair, your arms are strong, your meridians are intact, your waist is straight, and your legs cannot go down to the ground? If you have a fracture or paralysis, you will not be able to have a strong qi and blood, and you will not sit so straight."

"Awesome!" A smile appeared on the old man's face, and he clapped his hands to applaud Zhang Xuan, "Little brother, are you studying medicine?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head, "No."

"I don't think so." The old man smiled and asked Zhang Xuan, "Do you mind pushing me to go?"

"Mind." Zhang Xuan replied without thinking, "I have something to do, but I have to tell you something."

"Little brother, please speak." The old man looked at listening with a stern look.

"Although your limbs are intact, your days are not long. The wounds of your heart meridians cannot be treated by drugs. The chest pain is getting deeper every night. You have to find someone to treat it as soon as possible." Zhang Xuan patted the old man's shoulder.

The old man's eyes showed a gleam, "Little brother is amazing. My old friend said the same thing to me, but my old friend had already gone three years ago. He told me that if anyone could see my stubborn illness, he would have the ability to save me."
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