Starting From Receiving 7 Billion Red Envelopes Chapter 95: Talk to the suddenly sick little boy!
When Lin Fan heard this, he couldn't help but look to the side.
I see...
An old man with gray hair in his eighties is looking at himself.
He's not like an ordinary old man, he's hunched and old-fashioned.
On the contrary...
He has a pair of tiger eyes, a straight waist, and a majestic air permeating his body.
Lin Fan followed and glanced at the wish card in the old man's hand: Stay healthy!
"The gestures are continuous, the Qi pulse is smooth, and you are strong and powerful... Your face and handwriting are also very good!" Lin Fan nodded slightly and said.
"Oh?" The old man couldn't help looking up and down Lin Fan, and said with admiration, "I haven't met a young man with good handwriting in a long time, and he knows how to call it! Not bad!"
Lin Fan felt a grandfather-like intimacy from the old man.
So, we started chatting.
"The old man shouldn't be a native of Jiangbei, right? Are you visiting Jiangbei?" Lin Fan asked.
The old man looked into the distance with a pair of blue eyes and said, "It's a tour, but I'm a native of Jiangbei."
Lin Fan was a little strange to hear these words.
The locals...how come they still travel?
Lin Fan thought about it and said, "Your hometown is Jiangbei?"
"Yeah! I haven't come back for decades, so much has changed! It's not human or not!" the old man sighed.
Sun Luguo and Fan Wenxiang had already hung up their wish cards. After they heard the voice here, they slowly turned around.
At first glance, they saw four burly men with an aura of iron and blood around them.
Sun Luguo and Fan Wenxiang both come from big families. They know very well that these four men are absolutely extraordinary, and they can't help but feel a little surprised.
Then, he looked at Lin Fan and the old man.
When she saw the old man, Sun Luguo's pupils shrank suddenly, and a look of shock appeared on her face.
Sun Luguo graduated from Huaqing University.
A few months ago, Huaqing University held its anniversary. At the opening ceremony, a congratulatory video for the old man was played.
He is the Stone of China!
Now, he actually appeared in front of him?
No wonder, there are four burly men standing around the old man. They should be guarding the safety of the old man.
Sun Luguo swallowed her saliva, she was at a loss.
Qiu Ziqian, Huang Ling and others did not notice the change in Sun Luguo at all.
They lowered their heads and looked at the boy about ten years old who had been holding the old man's thigh.
The boy's long eyebrows and beautiful eyes look like an old man. Obviously, it should be his grandson.
When Qiu Ziqian saw that the boy seemed to be afraid of life, she bent down and greeted with a smile, "Hello."
The boy scratched his head and twisted strangely.
Then, he opened his mouth and let the saliva flow out continuously, looking very sluggish and stupid.
When Qiu Ziqian saw this, some deep memories emerged in her mind.
She once had a younger brother, but he was autistic.
I am very afraid of life, I do not communicate with others, I am stunned...
However, Qiu Ziqian still has a good relationship with her younger brother, teaching her younger brother to sing and draw every day... very happy.
However, one day, my brother suddenly rushed out of the house.
At this time, a truck happened to pass by.
And so...the tragedy happened.
Thinking of this, Qiu Ziqian's eyes turned slightly red.
Next to Huang Ling, he couldn't help but ask, "Old man, what's wrong with the little one?"
The old man sighed: "A year ago, I don't know what happened, and it suddenly became like this."
While speaking, the old man also looked down at the little boy, his face full of love.
"Didn't you take it to the hospital?" Huang Ling asked again.
"I've seen a lot of hospitals, but I still can't see the reason." The old man said.
At this moment, the little boy's body suddenly twitched violently, and a mouthful of foam came out of his mouth.
The old man's face changed greatly, and he shouted: "Come and see how Hao'er is doing!"
The middle-aged man standing behind him hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, "Hold down his hands and feet, and don't let him move!"
Two burly men quickly held down the little boy's limbs.
How powerful are they?
Even a male lion might not be able to move, let alone a little boy?
The other two burly men were vigilant about their surroundings, forbidding others to approach.
The middle-aged man hurriedly took out a tube of medicine from his leather bag and injected it directly into the little boy's arm.
The effect of the potion was immediate, and the little boy quickly stopped convulsing.
Apparently, the middle-aged man is a doctor.
Just when the doctor was slightly relieved.
The foam on the corner of the little boy's mouth did not decrease, on the contrary... more!
Immediately afterwards, the little boy's breathing gradually slowed down, and his heartbeat gradually became weak...
Seeing this, the doctor's expression changed suddenly.
He was busy pressing the little boy's chest, and then injected some other medicines...
But, nothing works at all!
Even, the little boy is getting weaker and weaker, like a candle in the wind, which may go out at any time.
Standing next to him, the anxious old man asked, "How is Hao'er?"
At this point, the doctor's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
He panicked: "Yu Hao's situation is very bad. I don't have enough medicines and equipment here. It's better to go to a big hospital quickly, otherwise..."
He didn't say anything else.
But ~IndoMTL.com~ the old man knows very well what is behind.
The old man turned around abruptly and looked at the dark crowd and the crowded vehicles under the Pu Temple.
He didn't let someone carry the little boy down the mountain to drive immediately, because it was a waste of time!
Instead, he quickly took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"My grandson fell ill at the Pu Temple, and immediately sent a helicopter here!"
After speaking, he directly hung up the phone.
Then, the old man looked at the little boy with worried and caring eyes again.
The atmosphere at the scene became tense and dull.
Although, the old man did not speak again.
However, it made the doctor even more nervous and flustered.
He knows the identity of the old man very well, and the boy in front of him is the only grandson of the old man.
If something goes wrong in my own hands, the consequences...
Just thinking about it, a layer of sweat appeared on the doctor's back.
People in the distance also noticed the situation here.
However, they were stared at by two burly men, just like being stared at by two lions, and they dared not approach at all.
This gives the doctor enough room for treatment.
However, as the doctor said, there are indeed too few medicines and equipment, which is something that the treatment space cannot make up for.
At this moment, the little boy suddenly rolled his eyes upwards, and his whole face became pale.
"Hao'er!" The old man who didn't change his color even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him couldn't help shouting.
Standing beside Qiu Ziqian, she felt the same and shed tears.
Lin Fan, who had not spoken for a while, finally said, "I can save him!"
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