House Management Chapter 641: Wake up

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"You said there was an urgent matter, and you called me back. What is it?"

In Cayenne, Yang Ying while driving looked at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu smiled slightly and said, "It's a happy event, but it's a secret for now."

"Secrecy? Keep it secret, tell me quickly." Yang Ying said eagerly.

Zhang Yu is triumphant and doesn't speak.

This made Yang Ying anxious enough, and said guessingly: "Is Fang girl pregnant?"

"Where did you go?" Zhang Yu frowned.

"You said it was a happy event." Yang Yingbian pursed her mouth.

"You will know tomorrow." Zhang Yu smiled.

"Don't talk about pulling it down." Yang Ying curled her lips.

The car came to the place where Xiao Ling lived, and the two got out of the car and went upstairs. As soon as they entered the house, the first thing they heard was Yang Xiaodong's shout.

"I encountered a pit-compete teammate, and the jungler is one to two...Oh my god, thank me for the two rockets of the old iron..."

Zhang Yu frowned and went directly to his father's room with Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling's father is still in a coma, and Zhang Yu has not been interrupted for treatment. With this pulse, he can be sure that as long as there is one more time, the black thread entwining Xiao Ling's father Linghui Po will all disappear.

He started with acupuncture and then cupped a can at the center of his eyebrows.

Xiao Ling watched nervously next to him, and asked carefully: "Brother Zhang, can my father really wake up after this time."

"Don't worry, it's okay to keep it." Zhang Yu said accurately.

"Brother Zhang, thank you." Little Inspiration said passionately.

"You are welcome, Xiaodong is also thanks to you for taking care of you recently." Zhang Yu smiled.

"He actually took care of me. He has made a lot of money from live broadcasts day and night. Now he makes all his living expenses." Xiao Ling said sincerely.

"It looks good, but you let him relax and pay attention to his body." Zhang Yu smiled again.

"Hmm." Xiao Ling nodded heavily.

Zhang Yu watched as the black silk floated out of Xiaoling's father's eyebrows and entered the jar. After waiting for a while, Zhang Yu took off the jar and nodded consciously.

"That's it." Xiao Ling asked.

"It should be no problem." After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Xiao Ling's father's veins.

Although the pulse is a little weak, you can adjust it after you wake up. After a while, you should be able to recover some.

Immediately afterwards, he carefully checked the situation of Linghuipo.

Just looking at it, Zhang Yu was taken aback. The spirit of Xiaoling's father was entangled with black silk, and there was no clue. At this moment, the black thread is exhausted, and it can be seen clearly.

On the Linghui soul, it is now full of scars, leaving a lot of damage.

This kind of brokenness is a bit like Zhang Yu's situation, except that there is only a shallow brokenness on the mother's spirit, which is far from the level of Xiaoling's father.

"How could this be?" Zhang Yu muttered to himself.

The human spirit is shattered like this, and I don’t know if people can wake up, what will they look like after waking up?

At this time, Xiao Ling's father's eyes slowly opened.

"Dad, you are awake!" When he saw his father open his eyes, Xiao Ling was overjoyed and couldn't help but cried out.

Xiao Ling's father turned his head and looked at him, his eyes flashed with confusion, "Where is this? Who are you?"

"Dad, it's me!" Xiao Ling yelled excitedly when hearing his father's voice.

"You called me..." Xiaoling's father said in a puzzled manner.

"Yes!" Xiao Ling nodded.

"I'm your dad... Don't be kidding... How come I have a girl like yours..." Xiao Ling's father showed a strange face.

"You are really my dad...you don't know me anymore..." Xiao Ling cried.

"I'm your dad... I'm only 19 years old this year, how could I be your dad... It seems that I'm not as old as you..." Xiao Ling's father muttered and barely sat up. He looked around and asked wonderingly: "Where is this place?"

"Nineteen years old..." Zhang Yu said in surprise.

"Is that right? Who are you? How could I be here... I remember I went to the slaughterhouse with my dad to get pork... Why did you suddenly come here..." Xiao Ling's father scratched his head .

He found out that his hand was a little wrong and calluses on it. He exclaimed, "How can my hand be like this?"

"Pork came into the slaughterhouse. My grandfather used to sell pork... Dad, do you remember selling pork... Then why don't you remember me..." Xiao Ling cried.

"Don't scare me, I'm not married yet, where is your eldest daughter? Who are you?" Xiaoling's father was also anxious, and a little worried.

"My dad really doesn't recognize me...uuu..." Seeing his father like this, Xiao Ling burst into tears anxiously.

Zhang Yu looked at what Xiaoling's father showed, and found that it was not artificial.

Thinking of his mother's amnesia, and looking at Xiao Ling's father now, Zhang Yu decided to experiment. So Zhang Yu said: "Are you called Bai Kuocheng?"

Xiao Ling's father's name is Bai Kuocheng, Zhang Yu heard Xiao Ling say.

"Yes." Bai Kuocheng nodded, "Do you know me?"

"How old are you today?" Zhang Yu asked again.

"Nineteen, didn't you just say it. Who are you guys, tell me if it works?" Bai Kuocheng exclaimed eagerly.

Following, he seemed a little anxious and got out of bed.

"What's your father's name?" Zhang Yu asked again.

"What do you mean?" Bai Kuocheng asked warily.

"Xiao Ling, you said." Zhang Yu looked at Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling heard what Zhang Yu meant and said: "My grandpa's name is Bai Lai."

"I have a very clear understanding of my background. Anyway, I told you, you are older than me, don't ask me if you recognize your father. Moreover, my family sells pork and has no money." Bai Kuocheng said Just walk out.

Xiao Ling looked at Zhang Yu and said eagerly: "What's wrong with my dad?"

Zhang Yu caught up with him in a few steps. Yang Ying looked inexplicably and followed Zhang Yu with Xiao Ling.

Zhang Yu came to Bai Kuocheng and said with a smile, "Don't you go in a hurry?"

"I want to go home. Are you trying to do anything with me? I tell you, I am not annoying! I am anxious, I will beat you!" Bai Kuocheng said nervously.

After he said this, he rushed out of the bedroom a few steps into the small living room.

Zhang Yu hurriedly followed out, and then saw a mirror in the small living room, Zhang Yu immediately pointed to the mirror and said, "You look in the mirror."

"What am I doing in the mirror?" Bai Kuocheng said, and looked towards the mirror.

In the mirror, an image of him immediately appeared, which made him stunned immediately, "Who is this...it looks like my father..."

As he said, he walked towards the mirror, and everything he did in the mirror was exactly the same.

"This..." Bai Kuocheng was a little frightened, and unconsciously raised his right arm. The person in the mirror raised his right arm at the same time.

Bai Kuocheng scratched his head, and the person in the mirror was also scratching his head.

"Who is this! Who is this!" Bai Kuocheng was finally stunned and yelled out of fright.

"Dad! Dad...this is you..." Xiao Ling rushed over and hugged Bai Kuocheng tightly.

"I'm not your dad, I don't have a daughter like you...what's going on! What's going on!" Bai Kuocheng stretched out his hand and hugged his head tightly, and the person in the mirror did the same.