Xiao Fan almost habitually took Wang Jingzhong's pulse.

Old Man Wang's pulse is stable and powerful, and he seems to be in very good physical condition, at least four or five years younger than his actual age. Among several highly respected fathers, Old Man Wang's physical condition was not necessarily outstanding. In the past few years, the Wang family has been smooth, and the children are very competitive, especially Wang Shudu, the eldest grandson of the old man Wang, who has a cool personality Xiao Nai's father Wang Weiming, is young and old, quite majestic and heavy, and is similar in age to Xiao Fan.

In general, this is rare.

The son of the current secretary of the provincial party committee, the eldest grandson of the founding father, directly became a member of the secretary team of a certain giant, which is more taboo. But that giant is recognized as a big man of the Wang family, a representative figure in front of the stage, and he was recommended by Mr. Wang. Wang Shudu served as his secretary, which is very logical, and has the meaning of cultivating a successor for his faction.

Wang Dashao was praised by the elders of the wealthy family in Beijing as the most outstanding of the three generations, at least one of them.

Relatively speaking, Xiao Fan, a wealthy child who is obsessed with "feudal superstition", is simply a rebel. The Xiao family brothers have always been regarded as "negative examples" by the elders of the world, used to educate their children, and never follow the example of the Xiao family brothers. Especially Xiao Yi, he is simply cut off from his official career, one road to the dark, and he is disobedient and unfilial to the extreme.

It's Xiao Er, as long as he doesn't mess around anymore, maybe he can still be saved.

The Wang family also has gentlemen, and Wang Shudu's younger brother Wang Er is a bastard who is no less gentlemanly than Xiao Er. But Wang Er's conceitfulness has long been shrouded by the radiant Wang Da, and no one cares about him.

The large group is thriving, and the future generations are competing, and the old man Wang is in a happy mood and is naturally in good health.

After Mr. Wang, Wang Weiming also took the initiative to reach out and shake Xiao Fan, and praised: "Xiao Xiao, it's very good, I heard that you are studying the art of Chinese medicine and acupuncture, this is very good, it is the quintessence of the country, and it should be carried forward." ”

Xiao Zhan, who was accompanying him on the side, his face sank slightly, quite displeased.

Publicizing that Xiao Zhan is studying the art of traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture, in the old Xiao family, it is "forced to be helpless", and he barely covers it up. The average family elder is very knowledgeable, and he will never bring up this topic in front of Xiao Zhan, so as not to be embarrassed. Wang Weiming was full of smiles, and it seemed that he was really praising Xiao Fan, but in Xiao Zhan's ears, there was an indescribable sarcasm.

Especially compared with Wang Weiming's son Wang Shudu, Xiao Fan is even more overshadowed, and there is no comparison at all.

Imagine that twenty years have passed, Wang Shudu has been in a high position, appointed as a feudal territory, and has become a majestic and prominent power figure. His Xiao Zhan's son was a You Fanglang in a Taoist robe, who was summoned to treat the big man with acupuncture. How can this strong contrast be accepted by the arrogant Xiao Zhan?

Xiao Fan didn't care, and smiled humbly.

"Grandpa Wang, Secretary Wang, please take a seat!"

That being said, there was only one chair in front of the hospital bed, and he gave it to Mr. Wang, but he didn't mean to move another chair over.

Xiao Yishao is a gentleman and has a humble attitude, which is due to nature, but it does not mean that he will bend down to serve others. That is by no means what the grandson of the Xiao family, the head of the Wuji Sect, should do.

Secretary Huang naturally couldn't be as arrogant as Xiao Yishao, so he hurriedly moved two chairs over and placed them at the bottom of Old Man Wang.

Xiao Zhan barely squeezed out a smile and said to Wang Weiming, "Secretary Wang, please take a seat." ”

"Minister Xiao is polite."

Wang Weiming smiled slightly and sat down as he said.

"Comrade Kede, how is it? Feel better, right? ”

As soon as Old Man Wang sat down, he asked loudly, looking quite concerned.

Although the two old men disagree politically, after all, they have been friends for decades, and Mr. Wang is also over eighty years old, and he feels very uncomfortable when he sees the old comrades and old friends around him withering one by one.

Old Man Xiao smiled slightly and said, "Comrade Xiexie Jingzhong cares, I also have an old problem." This person, as soon as he gets older, his body and bones don't listen to commands...... I dare to bully you with any problem. But it's nothing, when I fought with the reactionaries, the Japanese devils, and the Yankees, so many bombs and bullets didn't kill my Lao Xiao, what is this problem? ”

The tone was soft, but the arrogance in his bones was clearly revealed.

The two old men are very old, but Old Man Xiao has experienced more battles than Old Man Wang. Comparatively speaking, during the war years, Mr. Wang mostly did rear work. Old Man Xiao is mainly on the front line, and there are still two fragments of the little devil melon grenade in his body so far.

However, the little devil who threw a grenade at the old man didn't please him, and was knocked down there by the old man's backhand.

Old Man Wang's face froze slightly.

Old Man Xiao's words, how could he not hear them?

Although it is said that the war is fought in logistics, that is the experience summed up by military researchers, and in the real war years, front-line commanders and fighters always have some subtle psychological advantage in front of logistics personnel. After all, one is organizing food and ammunition in the rear, but the other is facing the devil with a bayonet in the front, and he is even more face-to-face with blood and death.

"Comrade Jingzhong, are you okay? I'm also 80 years old, so I need to pay attention to maintenance. ”

Before he finished speaking, Old Man Xiao turned against the guest and asked about Old Man Wang's physical condition, and he seemed to be in good spirits. This is mainly due to the true qi that Xiao Fan had just given him.

Old Man Xiao's personality is like this, he looks approachable, but he always grasps the initiative. Relatively speaking, Old Man Xiao's influence at the highest level is still above Old Man Wang. It's just that the two old men have already retired, and no one cares about too detailed things. The "competition" between each other is mainly between children and grandchildren.

Wang Jingzhong smiled and said, "Comrade Xiexie Kede cares, I am in good health, I can eat and sleep." Of course, at this age, this disease, maybe when it will come, who knows? ”

Old Man Xiao smiled and nodded, turned to Wang Weiming again, and asked, "Comrade Weiming, the work in the province is going well, right?" ”

Wang Weiming was busy owing himself, and replied very respectfully: "Old Xiao, the work in the province is relatively smooth. ”

"Well, the key is the construction of the cadre contingent, we must not relax, we must pay close attention to the implementation, and grasp the implementation ......"

"Yes, Elder Xiao, we will definitely implement your instructions."

Coming to visit Mr. Xiao today, for Wang Weiming, it is the proper meaning of the question. No matter how discordant the political views of the two old men are, and no matter how open and secret the struggle between the two big families is, these things still have to be paid attention to. During Mr. Xiao's hospitalization, almost all the main leading cadres in office and the second-generation representatives of prominent and wealthy families visited the hospital.

However, Old Man Wang drove it in person, but he was the first one.

The bodies and bones of the other old men may not be much better than that of Old Man Xiao.

Originally, Old Man Xiao's body was good, and if this kind of accident didn't happen, according to Xiao Fan's deduction, how could he live for three or five years. Now, of course, the situation is very different.

Xiao Zhan listened attentively to the conversation between his old man and the old man Wang Weiming's father and son, but Xiao Fan's attention was all on the faces and complexions of the three of them.

It seems that Old Man Wang is a sign of a very long life, and he is still far from the Zuihou period of his life. For wealthy families, this is the most powerful guarantee of prosperity.

Wang Weiming's hair is slightly sparse, but the color is black and bright, and it is obviously not dyed. The forehead is rich and broad, the sky is flawless, the sun and moon are full, and the lord is noble. In particular, the heavenly court is full, and there is a faint purple gas in the seal hall, which is a sign of extreme nobility, and it is obvious that the career has not yet reached the peak. Purely in terms of physiognomy, Wang Weiming will be a great minister one day.

Relatively speaking, Xiao Zhan's physiognomy has also changed slightly compared with a few days ago, and the fierce aura in the Yin Hall has been somewhat subtle, not as obvious as a few days ago, but it has not been eliminated. The blood light on the wings of the nose also hidden, looming.

Although the situation has improved slightly, it has only slightly postponed the evil omen for a while, and it cannot be avoided.

Xiao Fan's heart sank.

It seems that he has not estimated the power of the ancestral tomb feng shui killing array enough. After all, the old man is old, and the eternal age may be attributed to the laws of nature, but Xiao Zhan's face is still so dangerous, but it is by no means the force of nature.

The enemy hiding in the shadows was even more powerful than he had expected.

Maybe more than one person.

In any feng shui school, if you want to inherit it for a long time, it is not possible to have too few disciples to withstand any unexpected blows. Especially the kind of single pass, which is a little funny. Not to mention that the rivers and lakes are sinister, but the power of heaven caused by the leakage of the heavenly machine by Feng Shui is likely to bury this hard-earned heir in one fell swoop.

Xiao Fan heard from the master that he was far more than the sixty-fourth generation disciple of Wuji Gate, and some of the senior brothers were even dozens of years older than him, and there were many disciples and grandchildren. In the thousands of years of inheritance history of Wujimen, there have indeed been several such situations, that is, the successor of the master who was pinned on high hopes had an accident and had to choose a successor from among the other disciples.

However, if this situation occurs, it will definitely cause the sect to decline for a period of time, after all, the disciples in charge of the sect are the most complete inheritance.

About a quarter of an hour later, Nurse Zhang tactfully made an opinion, saying that the chief needed to rest more. Old Man Wang and Wang Weiming immediately got up to say goodbye, Xiao Zhan and Xiao Fan personally sent them to the moon gate, and then returned to the ward, but found that the old man had already laid down, and his face, which was slightly ruddy just now, had turned blue-gray, and he looked very tired.

The old man is dealing with the spirit of strong fighting, and he doesn't want to weaken his momentum in front of the Wang family's father and son.

Xiao Zhan was immediately worried.

"Dad, don't worry, grandpa's illness will get better."

Xiao Fan said softly.

Between the eyebrows, there is a color of perseverance.

PS: The pie wants to make the single chapter that asks for votes hang for a little longer, so the two chapters are updated together today, please understand. Tomorrow it will be updated as normal, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.