Chapter 178: Alzheimer's
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"Brother, I understand what you said." Jin Ruishan also stood up with a painful face, very solemn: "The problem now is that I really can't do anything about this Meng Fan." β
"No way?"
The Poison King turned around with a smile and looked at Jin Ruishan, with some disbelief in his eyes: "Have you Lao Jin personally fought with him?" I don't believe there will be young people among the people who can beat you old gold. β
What the Poison King said is true, he is not stupid, Jin Ruishan may not be as good as Meng Fan, a young man, in the arrangement of troops, but he can definitely win alone.
And now Jin Ruishan keeps saying that he is so unbearable, the reason is very simple, he just hopes that the poison king will make a move and make himself a longevity fisherman.
Jin Ruishan's face also became embarrassed, he smiled bitterly, and scratched his head: "Okay, I'm having a showdown, I have other ideas." I had dealt with this Meng Fan before, and Xu Songling, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared, the old guy is very capable, and his skills are far more powerful than ten years ago. β
Hearing this, the Poison King secretly took a deep breath: "To have such a powerful apprentice, Xu Songling must have grown a lot." β
"So, I want to concentrate on dealing with this Xu Songling." Jin Ruishan climbed up the pole, saw that the poison king was moved, and hurriedly continued: "I want to hand over this Meng Fan to you." β
"Lao Jin, you should know that as the head of the witch doctor sect, this kind of thing still belongs to your fellow sect to put it bluntly, if I get involved, the nature will change." Most // fast // more // new // on // in the black ////
It's just that the Poison King still didn't want to agree, thought about it thoughtfully, and said, "In this way, how about you kill Meng Fan and leave the matter of dealing with Xu Songling to me?" β
The words have already been said here, and it is obvious that the Poison King just disagrees.
Jin Ruishan had no choice but to smile bitterly and nodded: "I hope it can be as the Poison King said." β
"When are you going to do it?" The Poison King asked, turning his face.
It can be seen from the mental heads of the two that the body of the poison king is obviously very tough, although the old guy is also old, his face is ruddy and his waist is straight, which is similar to that of a young man.
"Today." Jin Ruishan exhaled heavily and said.
"Heh, it seems that you are determined to get rid of this Meng Fan."
The Poison King smiled faintly, turned around and sat back on the chair next to him: "That's it, Lao Jin, don't overdo things." Before killing him, ask for advice. If you can have this ability at a young age, you are a talent, and if you can win it over, it is best to take it for yourself. β
"Brother, why don't I want to?" Jin Ruishan responded understandingly: "I'll try my best." β
Although he said this, there was still murderous aura in his eyes, after all, the Golden Tiger Society, which had been built so hard, was now so embarrassed by Meng Fan that there was almost no one left.
Ten years of work was ruined. That's it.
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Just when the two old guys were discussing, on the other side of the Longjiang River.
After getting up early, Meng Fan went to see Zhang Xiancheng and the two brothers first, the two were almost in the same body, but Zhang Xiancheng woke up, but he didn't have the strength, because of the problem of drinking the medicine prepared by Meng Fan.
Now he was lying quietly on the bed, not saying a word, like a living dead.
Mr. Zheng and the others went to busy with the company's affairs, Zheng Jiayi also went to school, leaving only Zhang Yazhi and Zhang Xiao to take care of their father.
I hadn't been to Xue's house for a long time, and I didn't know how Old Man Xue's health was now, so Meng Fan decided that he should go and have a look.
stopped a car on the side of the road, sat in it alone, and drove towards Xue's house.
At this time, compared with the busyness and prosperity of the Zheng family, the Xue family seems much more deserted, and the two sons in their careers are far less competitive than the Zheng family, and only Xue Ying's granddaughter is busy with her own company, which is quite the same thing.
He has seen everything that is happening in Longjiang these days, from the killing of Zhang Tiebing to the destruction of the Zhao family, the old guys in the past are now gone, which has brought a lot of excitement to Xue Haikun.
I haven't seen him for a few days, and he has become a lot older, dressed in a Tang costume, with his hands behind his back, not letting anyone accompany him, carrying the parrots he bought, walking back and forth in the courtyard of the villa.
Obviously, this is a precursor to Alzheimer's disease, but the Xue family has no medical knowledge and does not understand it.
After the taxi stopped in front of Xue's house, as soon as Meng Fan got out of the car, Xue Yupeng saw him at a glance and smiled excitedly: "Eh, Doctor Meng, why are you free?" β
"Come and see Grandpa Xue, how is his old man?"
Meng Fan smiled and handed over some of the tonic medicines he brought from the hospital, looked left and right and said, "I haven't been here for a while, Uncle Xue, are you all okay?" β
"Okay."
Xue Yupeng smiled enthusiastically, stretched out his hand to take the things handed over by Meng Fan, and after thanking him one after another, he sighed heavily; "We're fine, it's just that what happened in Longjiang these days has brought a lot of excitement to my father, and people don't talk much, he used to like to chat with Xue Ying the most, and now Xiao Ying is back like that, don't squeak."
"Where is Grandpa Xue? Take me to see it. Meng Fan chuckled, and in the instinct of a doctor, he realized that something was wrong.
"Over there." With that, Xue Yupeng took Meng Fan and walked towards the backyard of the villa.
Xue Haikun, who was lonely with his back, was talking to himself to the parrot in the stone pavilion in the garden alone, and the name in his mouth was his son for a while, an old man for a while, and Meng Fan for a while.
As his body gradually got closer, Meng Fan instantly took a breath of cold air and walked over in three or two steps: "Grandpa Xue, Grandpa Xue......"
Hearing this, Old Man Xue slowly turned around, squinted his eyes, and when his gaze fell on Meng Fan, he looked up and down before smiling; "Yo, Meng Fan, stinky boy, you still know to come and see me."
Meng Fan put down his hanging heart at this time, it seems that Xue Haikun's Alzheimer's disease is not serious, it is just a precursor.
"That's right, I forgot that no one can forget you." Meng Fan smiled and helped the old man to sit down slowly: "Grandpa Xue, what's wrong with you?" How did the face become so ugly? It's all this parrot, right? β
"No, no."
Xue Haikun was in high spirits when he faced Meng Fan, as if there was nothing wrong with him, and he spoke very rationally: "It's not that people are old, and they don't have much energy to work, so raise a bird to coax yourself." β
"Grandpa Xue, don't think so, you're not old at all."
Meng Fan knew that Old Man Xue was still sick, and he couldn't talk to him in the same tone as he was talking to Zheng Haikun, so he could only smile comfortingly like coaxing a child: "Look at you, how good, the two Uncle Xue are at home, Xue Ying is also there, and there are grandsons, how many lifetimes does it take to cultivate this blessing?" β
"Eh, two things that don't fight for luck, where is there any blessing." When Xue Haikun said this, he didn't forget to glance at the son next to him.
"Grandpa Xue, you don't know this, do you?"
After all, Meng Fan has an old monster master, and he is still very skilled in coaxing the elderly, so he grinned and said, "I'll tell you, Grandpa Zheng is only calling it pain now." β
"What I admire most now is Brother Zheng."
As soon as Xue Haikun's words fell, Meng Fan knew where the root of the old man's illness was. Obviously, the old man has an unsolved knot, and this knot is jealousy of the Zheng family, jealous that Zheng Haikun can still have the energy to busy the company's affairs when he is old, and jealous that the old man Zheng has a son like Zheng Zixu who can inherit the career.
After thinking about this question clearly, Meng Fan smiled faintly and said, "Grandpa Xue, Grandpa Zheng wants to sell the company now." β
"Sold? Why was it sold? "Suddenly, Xue Haikun came to the spirit.
"All you see is appearances."
Meng Fan said with a bitter and hateful look: "Grandpa Zheng is busy now, the company's affairs are not slack at all, Uncle Zheng doesn't want to take it, what they envy most now is your life, free and easy, and you can practice calligraphy when you have nothing to do." β
"And this?" Xue Haikun was stunned.
Meng Fan made a very serious look and nodded: "Yes, you don't know how blessed you are, how difficult the company is to manage, and you can't sleep well all day long." β
"Hey, that's good, it's still me." Gradually, Xue Haikun, who believed it to be true, grinned.
After a short conversation, Old Man Xue was sane, Meng Fan smiled and comforted a few words, then turned around and walked out of the pavilion, gently pulled Xue Yupeng's arm, and left the backyard.
"Doctor Meng, how is my father? He's pretty nice today, and he's talking so much to you. Xue Yupeng said with a happy face.
Meng Fan's face sank, and he took a deep breath and said, "If Grandpa Xue continues like this, he will have Alzheimer's." β
"Alzheimer's? How so? Xue Yupeng was so frightened that his heart trembled.
"Uncle Xue, don't worry, I'll prescribe medicine for you now, these days, you do what I say......"
As he spoke, Meng Fan took out a paper and pen from his pocket, brushed and wrote, and said, "You can't stop talking, you have to find a way to coax the old man, he is angry now that you can't do a good job." β
Soon, after writing the formula, Meng Fan handed the list to Xue Yupeng: "After Xue Ying came, you told her that the company was preparing to go public." β
"Don't you say that I forgot, Xue Ying's company is indeed preparing to go public." Xue Yupeng hurriedly said.
"That's better." Meng Fan nodded and said: "You discuss with Xue Ying, if you can't take care of the Xue Group for the time being, hand it over to Xue Ying, and call Grandpa Xue when you discuss, specifically say something good, give Grandpa Xue a sense of expectation, and after a long time, he will slowly get better." β
Hearing the meaning of the words, Xue Yupeng also sighed a little crying and laughing: "In this regard, it is true that my brother and I have no talent, I don't like to do business, my brother likes to do it, but he can't do it well, he is not this material." β
"Everyone has their own type of suitability, it's nothing, it's just that Grandpa Xue can't understand it for the time being, you have to coax him."
After speaking, Meng Fan looked at the time, and when the gap was almost there, he said: "Uncle Xue, that's it for today, I still have to go to the hospital, remember what I said." β
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