In the Yan family's compound, in Yan Qingxue's room.

"Doctor, how is Zhang Fan?" Yan Qingxue asked anxiously.

A gray-haired old man withdrew his hand from Zhang Fan's wrist.

He coughed and made a hoarse voice: "Miss Hui Yan, I'm afraid this young man won't be able to survive for long." ”

"What are you talking about!" Yan Qingxue asked excitedly as she grabbed the old doctor's shoulder.

"I said he was hopeless. The old man waved his hand and put away the medicine box.

"How could it be, how could it be. Yan Qingxue's pupils lost their expression, and she sat down on the ground all of a sudden.

"With all due respect, this young man is afraid that he will use some method to forcibly reverse the blood flow backwards and transform it into true qi. ”

"The old man also saw this kind of patient in his early years, they are all people who practice martial arts, and the secret method used can temporarily improve their strength, but the side effects are very great, one may be crippled or killed, and this young man is lucky that he is not disabled. The doctor stopped.

I seem to have said the wrong thing.

Oh, yes. There is no cripple, and the remaining breath is about to be unbearable.

"How can this be, how can this be!" Yan Qingxue scratched her hair in despair.

A line of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and her heart twisted.

The moment she heard that she was not saved, her heart was actually broken.

"Is there really no way?doctor?" Yan Qingxue struggled to the end.

"Old decay can't do anything. The old man left in a hurry.

Yan Nantian walked into the room. Rubbed shoulders with the doctor who went out.

"Qingxue, how is Zhang Fan?" he asked anxiously.

Yan Qingxue sat on the ground and did not speak.

She couldn't speak, and she didn't want to speak.

……

Yan Qingyan received a call from her mother and learned that the family was safe, so she bought a ticket home and got on the train.

The maid Xiaoxiang was also next to her. The joy of both of them is written on their faces, so that people can see it at a glance.

On the train, Yan Qingyan ran too fast and hit a pedestrian.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Yan Qingyan looked up and saw the person in front of her clearly.

She has long golden wavy hair, a bumpy figure, and a face that is shy of the moon, and she is a big beauty.

"It's okay, it's okay. The beauty said unmindfully.

The phone was still ringing, and Yan Qingyan replied, "By the way, mother, is Zhang Fan still there?"

Yan Qingyan didn't think much about it, she just wanted to ask what the situation was.

She didn't know that her casual words of concern could play a vital role.

My mother was stumbling and didn't talk to her much.

Just let her hurry back.

"What, don't you just think that Zhang Fan has no family background and no money, and he doesn't even tell me about his situation, snobbish. Yan Qingyan glanced at her phone and said angrily.

Someone patted her behind her, "Beauty, hello, is the Zhang Fan you are talking about a teenager holding a wooden sword?" ”

A soft and beautiful female voice sounded behind Yan Qingyan.

Yan Qingyan was taken aback, the other party actually knew Zhang Fan?

It seems that Zhang Fan is really powerful, he can hook up with beauties anywhere, and such a big beauty knows him.

"I don't know, I don't know. She repeatedly denied it.

Looking back, the person behind him was the beautiful woman who had just been bumped into by himself.

The woman smiled knowingly, Yan Qingyan's acting was too fake, she could see it.

"Don't worry, I have no ill intentions, Zhang Fan is my student, and he has been absent from school for more than a month. The woman explained kindly.

Yan Qingyan is embarrassed, Zhang Fan's teacher? This is too beautiful.

"It turned out to be a teacher, hello, teacher, I'm Zhang Fan's girlfriend, eh, sister, Zhang Fan's sister. Yan Qingyan said with a slurred tongue.

"Hello, my name is Li Yuehong. Li Yuehong took the initiative to stretch out her hand.

It turned out that Zhang Fan was shouting to go back to see his sister. It's this pretty and lovely person in front of you.

Li Yuehong glanced at Yan Qingyan, well, 36D, small waist, long legs, white skin and beautiful appearance, a typical royal sister.

She suddenly increased her confidence, she had a great advantage in 36E.

In terms of posture, the two are equally divided.

Li Yuehong thought about it, her cooking skills are good, she should be able to compare to this girl.

Yan Qingyan introduced herself, "Teacher Li, fortunately, fortunately, I am Zhang Fan's sister, Yan Qingyan, I often hear Zhang Fan mention you at home, this kid is naughty, he won't cause you trouble, right?"

Yan Qingyan pretended to be an adult.

Li Yuehong rolled her eyes, obviously not believing it.

Come on, he often mentions me, and he cured him himself, and this guy slapped his ass and slipped away. There is not a bit of a human touch.

At most, I want to mention how delicious my food is.

"By the way, Xiaoyan, it's okay if I call you like this, how old am I older than you, you can call me Sister Li. Li Yuehong calls herself a sister.

"It's fine. It's okay, Sister Li, you're polite. Yan Qingyan said with a smile.

Li Yuehong asked in a soothing tone, "Xiaoyan, can I ask Zhang Fan how he is at home usually?"

"He's just a sword maniac......" Yan Qingyan pointed to her chin and recalled.

"That's right. Teacher, how is Zhang Fan doing in school?"

The two men sat down, not so familiar, as one began to chat.

Take advantage of the little fragrance to come over, and serve tea.

"Sister Li drinks water. In just half an hour, Yan Qingyan had a great impression of this teacher.

"Thank you. Yan Qingyan was not polite. Took the tea.

She easily unscrewed the cap and took a small sip.

"By the way, Second Miss, the master called just now. Xiao Xiang reminded on the side.

Father?Yan Qingyan was a little embarrassed by the second monk.

She dialed a phone call and went back and heard a moving female voice. The phone you dialed is on a call.

In desperation, she sat down again and continued to chat with Li Yuehong.

"By the way, Sister Li, are you also going to the capital?" Yan Qingyan asked.

"yes, I'm going to get home and take care of something. Li Yuehong nodded.

"If you have time, you can go to my house and sit, Zhang Fan often nagged in my ear and missed you. "The word you pushed Li Yuehong to the level of an elder.

Li Yuehong smiled. "Actually, I'm not much older than you. ”

Yan Qingyan was about to refute, but her phone rang.

"Hey, father, do you have anything to do with me?" she went straight to the point.

"Qingyan, the little brother Zhang Fan you brought back is very good. I think he's a good young man. After hesitating for a while, Yan Nantian spoke.

"He's very good, he's very honest, he's very emotional, and I like it. ”

heard his father praise Zhang Fan like this. Yan Qingyan was not happy, but was a little puzzled.

"Father, just tell me, what's the matter?" she said, puzzled.

Yan Nantian was bitter, and it was still difficult to speak.

"You'd better prepare first. I might have to say something you can't accept. He ventilated his daughter in advance.

In his opinion, Zhang Fan is very important to his daughter.

Yes, after all, it is such a genius existence.

One person defeated four veteran masters.

Chen Oak, the man in black, Ximen blowing snow, Nangong is invincible, even if he goes up by himself, he has no chance of winning at all.

Yan Nantian didn't know what it was worth him to do.

But I don't know if it's a sentence, simple can't be in a simple promise.

Yan Qingyan felt ominous, but still said: "It's okay, you can say it." I'm prepared. ”

Yan Nantian sighed sadly and said sadly: "Zhang Fan, he is dying. ”

With a click, the mobile phone in Yan Qingyan's hand fell to the ground.

When I heard this, there seemed to be some kind of shattering sound.

"Hey. Qingyan, Qingyan, are you still there?" no one responded even if Yan Nantian screamed on the phone.

Yan Qingyan's chest was empty, and suddenly there was something very important.

Li Yuehong realized that something was wrong and stepped forward to inquire.

"Xiaoyan. Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you?" she shook her hand in front of her eyes.

Yan Qingyan came back to her senses, and tears fell down her eyes.

This feeling is indescribable, she is just sad.

After a long time. Only then did she realize that her heart was empty.

"Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you?" asked Li Yuehong patiently.

Yan Qingyan turned her head with a desolate expression, "Zhang Fan, he's too dead." ”

"What!?"

……

Among the Yan family, Yan Qingxue invited all the famous doctors in the capital.

The diagnosis they gave was all short-lived.

Zhang Fan is deficient in qi and blood, has a weak pulse, and his heart does not fluctuate much, so he can be said to be a dying person.

Yan Qingxue's heart was cold, but she still called the last doctor in.

This is Lu Guoyan, the holy hand of the capital, known as the famous doctor of Xiao Huatuo.

He is said to be able to live the flesh and bones of the dead.

However, hearing is false, seeing is believing, and no matter how exaggerated the rumors are, they are just rumors after all.

Yan Qingxue asked with a glimmer of hope: "Doctor Lu, can you take a look, is he still saved?"

Lu Guoyan looked at it and touched Zhang Fan's heart.

He frowned. The face is very ugly.

"It's the sequelae of hemodialysis, and the side effects are so great that there's nothing I can do about it. "His rhetoric barely stands out from the previous ones.

Lu Guoyan took out a safflower porcelain vase, and he was reluctant to give up, but he still poured out a black pill.

He pinched open Zhang Fan's mouth and fed him.

"I can't save him, though. But I could have allowed him to live a few more hours. ”

"Oh, thank you Divine Doctor Lu. Yan Qingxue thanked her in frustration.

Lu Guoyan stroked his beard and said, "I can recommend one person to you, he may be able to save this little friend." ”

Yan Qingxue ignited her hope and said with a little joy: "Really? Then you tell me quickly, so I can invite him." ”

"It's difficult, he disappeared without a trace a few years ago, no one knows his traces, and there is only that one who can be regarded as capable in Huaxia today, right?"

"Who?"

"Beitian Divine Doctor, Twelve Divine Needles, Li Yuehong. ”