Chapter 3 Future Uncle

Zhao Yi's appearance made Yang Liuxuan look unaware.

Isn't this person known as the descendant of Chang Baicao? Moreover, it seems that he can also do some kung fu, why can't he help but fight?

"You...... What's wrong? ā€

Yang Liuxuan asked Zhao Yi blankly, and the latter stammered, "Drop...... Dropped. ā€

"Dropped? What fell? ā€

"This ...... This is off. ā€

Zhao Yi pointed to Yang Liuxuan's upper body.

Yang Liuxuan didn't know what the situation was, she glanced at her chest, and suddenly, the blush spread to the base of her neck.

"You! You are not allowed to look at it! ā€

Yang Liuxuan shouted at Zhao Yi angrily, and at the same time, her hands hurriedly covered her upper body.

"I—I'll help you ......"

Zhao Yi blocked his nostrils with paper, wanting to help Yang Liuxuan button her clothes from behind.

However, Yang Liuxuan didn't plan to give him this opportunity at all, so he took out a spare set of clothes to put on himself.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

Zhao Yi was very sorry and depressed in his heart, such a beautiful woman was in front of him, how could he be so inferior to himself yesterday? It's a great pity that you don't have to touch your hands.

Lose money! It's a big loss!

Zhao Yi shouted in his heart, but Yang Liuxuan next to her had already packed her clothes, but her face was still so red, and she bit her lip gently, Yang Liuxuan said, "This time...... I hope you can help me keep it a secret. ā€

After speaking, Yang Liuxuan started the car, and she didn't intend to listen to Zhao Yi's answer.

Zhao Yi's face darkened, and after nodding reluctantly, his eyes turned to the scenery of Haicheng outside, hoping to relieve the depressed feelings in his heart.

After more than half an hour, Porsche stopped in front of a large villa built in the classical Chinese style.

Come to think of it, this is the Yang family that Yang Liuxuan said.

Zhao Yi followed Yang Liuxuan out of the car and walked into the main entrance of the villa.

In front of the main entrance, more than a dozen men in sunglasses wore white filial piety cloths on their heads, and greeted Yang Liuxuan respectfully.

Yang Liuxuan saw the filial piety cloth on the heads of these bodyguards, and the love in her heart became even heavier.

"Miss......"

Zhao Yi and Yang Liuxuan had just walked into the villa, and at this time, a voice with a strong servile breath suddenly sounded beside them: "Miss, you are finally back, the old man still has his last breath, and he has been waiting to see you." ā€

The person who came was a short old man who was less than 1.4 meters tall.

Zhao Yi thought about it carefully, his eyesight had not yet deteriorated, and he could see it by such a short person, and it would be convenient to see beautiful women in the future.

"Uncle Liu."

Tears rolled in Yang Liuxuan's eyes, and she called the old man's name.

Just as Yang Liuxuan was about to say something, the old man hurriedly walked to Zhao Yi's side, pulled his sleeve, and squinted at him.

"This old man won't take a fancy to me, will he?"

Zhao Yi felt a chill in his heart, this short old man had seen it for the first time, and he was so enthusiastic about himself.

"Tsk...... This aspect, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an extraordinary temperament, must be the son of the Yang family in Haicheng, right? The short old man looked at Zhao Yi and continued: "The eldest lady's eyesight is so good, this time, the old man knows that the eldest lady has brought back his grandson-in-law, so he is relieved." ā€

Hearing the three words of her son-in-law, Yang Liuxuan suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly explained: "Uncle Liu, he is not ...... Things are not what you think. ā€

"Hey, hey." Zhao Yi next to him snickered, he didn't expect that this old man was so short, but his eyesight was good, and he could see at a glance that his weapons were extraordinary.

"How can it be ......" The old man who just wanted to say to himself how could it be saw Zhao Yi's snicker, and suddenly said: "I understand, eldest lady, you are quarreling with your son, right?" ā€

"Uncle Liu......" Yang Liuxuan didn't know what to say in a short time, thinking of her grandfather's illness now, Yang Liuxuan didn't have time to explain, but said: "Take us to see grandpa first." ā€

"Good!" The short old man got up serious and led the two men into the glorious main hall.

In the lobby, men and women are also uneven in age.

The old ones are already over the age of six, with pale hair, and the young ones are still swaddling and are held by women.

However, all of these people had a white belt around their waists, and they all looked at an old man lying on it in the lobby and falling into a coma.

When Yang Liuxuan saw the old man, the tears in her eyes couldn't be stopped, and she trotted to the old man's bedside, calling the old man to open his eyes softly.

But this qiē was doomed to be in vain, no matter how hard she tried, the old man did not respond in the slightest from beginning to end.

Looking at the instrument next to her, which was close to a straight line, Yang Liuxuan was even more anxious, and her tears had even wet the sheets next to her, as if she had been drenched in rain.

Zhao Yi never leaned over, concentrating on the old man's condition in the back, this was a method that Chang Baicao taught him.

"Liu Xuan, let's mourn."

When Yang Liuxuan was crying, a doctor wearing a white coat and eyes came over next to her.

Handsome and young, this doctor has a good skin.

Gently patted Yang Liuxuan's shoulder, and the doctor comforted: "Liu Xuan, don't be too sad. Uncle's heart exhaustion has been delayed for too long, and now, the immortals are also helpless. ā€

"But don't worry, in the future, Brother Feng will take care of you."

This person's name is Lin Lifeng, and he has always had a very good impression of Yang Liuxuan, or should it be said, he has always pursued Yang Liuxuan.

However, just when Lin Lifeng was comforting Yang Liuxuan, a magnetic voice came from behind: "Who said that!" Is this heart failure? ā€

The person who spoke was none other than Zhao Yi, who had been behind.

At this time, Zhao Yi's brows were tightly locked, he had been seeing the old man's illness for a long time behind his back just now, and Zhao Yi, who had been watching the old man for a long time, did not see a trace of the symptoms of heart exhaustion from the old man's illness.

"Who?!" Lin Lifeng's tone was a little unhappy, and after looking back and seeing Zhao Yi, he said in a condescending and indifferent tone, "Who are you?" How dare you question my Lin Lifeng's medical skills? Aren't you afraid that it will be troublesome in the future? ā€

"Huh." Zhao Yi laughed coldly, looking at this second goods, he really couldn't find anything that would make him afraid.

"Who is this? How come I don't remember having such a cleaner in our house? ā€

"Hmph, I don't think I can do anything, I dare to talk nonsense in front of Lin Shao, it's really time to take some medicine."

……

The people around all blamed Zhao Yi.

Just as everyone was talking, Uncle Liu, who had been behind the crowd, suddenly stood up and shouted at everyone: "He is the future grandson-in-law of the master!" ā€

After Uncle Liu finished shouting, he smiled at Zhao Yi.

"How is that possible?! The grandson and son-in-law of the old man!! ā€

Everyone exclaimed, and all the faces of all of them were almost incredulous, but only Lin Lifeng's expression was a little gloomy and ugly.

No one would have thought that this rustic-looking Zhao Yi would compete with him, and besides, Uncle Liu came out to speak, this competitiveness seems to be very big.

Lin Lifeng's eyes showed a hint of anger, and he immediately said: "No matter what your relationship with Liu Xuan is, when you questioned and smeared me in front of so many people today, this is your own fault, and I now ask you to apologize to me as the young master of the Lin family." ā€

Now, so many people are watching, it is Lin Lifeng's opportunity to destroy Zhao Yi in one fell swoop, and at the same time, to regain face for himself.

At this time, Yang Liuxuan didn't feel the two men next to her arguing, she just held the old man's palm tightly, hoping that a miracle would occur.

Zhao Yi glanced at Lin Lifeng lightly and said, "Lin family, young master?" Sorry, I haven't heard of this thing. ā€

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, Lin Lifeng immediately gritted his teeth, but Zhao Yi still said calmly: "By the way, you just asked me to apologize, I think that the person who should apologize doesn't seem to be me, because I didn't say the wrong thing." ā€

"You !!"

Lin Lifeng suddenly glared at Zhao Yi angrily, he was a little speechless, in Haicheng, there was still someone who said that he didn't know his Lin family?

Thinking of this, Lin Lifeng didn't plan to continue to talk to Zhao Yi about this, but asked: "Okay!" Since you said that the old man's illness has nothing to do with heart exhaustion, then you said why, if you are just unreasonable, don't blame me for driving you out! ā€

Coax!

Suddenly, everyone present was frightened by Lin Lifeng's battle book.

"Alas, is this really the future uncle? Why are you so blind? provoked Young Master Lin, and he could only be unlucky. ā€

"Yes, Young Master Lin is a top Western medicine student at MIT, and even the old doctors in Haicheng admire him. Isn't it unpleasant to talk to him about medicine by yourself? ā€

……

None of the people around him were optimistic about Zhao Yi, and these voices reached Lin Lifeng's ears, making him a little proud, and he continued to question: "Tell me why." ā€

"Huh."

Zhao Yi sighed, looked at Lin Lifeng with cold eyes, pointed to the old man lying on the bed next to him, and said: "According to my understanding of people who don't know much about medicine, heart exhaustion should be convulsions, and cold .........sweat breaks out."

"So, I'm going to say it now, and the question is, Doctor Lin, why doesn't the old man have the symptoms of heart failure at all?"

"This ...... This ......" Lin Lifeng was speechless, and a few drops of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Zhao Yi, who looks like a dirty bun, didn't expect that he would know a little bit of medical skills.

In fact, when Lin Lifeng came to see the doctor at that time, he also suspected the old man's condition, but with his medical skills, he couldn't find any other cause.

For the sake of his own face, Lin Lifeng could only say that the old man's heart exhaustion disease had relapsed, so that he could also win some favor in front of Yang Liuxuan.