Without too much nonsense, Mo Fan directly found a place where no one was, turned on the Void Escape Technique, and then walked towards the location of the map.

Mo Fan was thinking wildly in the air, how should he appear in front of the old man later, is it above board, or is it to cure him secretly?

Oh, it's so tangled, how to meet the path of low-key pretending?

He scratched his head, and finally under He Shanshan's wordless advice, he chose to sneak in and treat him secretly.

Nearly 100 miles of flight journey, Mo Fan spent more than half an hour, if his strength is improving by a grade, without blowing, the time can be compressed to one-fifth of the current level.

The military hospital is located in the deep mountains, very quiet, for the people of Liaoyang, it can be said to be an excellent environment.

"Shanshan, help me see if there is any detection device or something?" asked Mo Fan.

"Don't worry!" He Shanshan patted her chest and said, "You can rest assured! With me, the queen of the Internet world, all electronic devices are scum!"

"What about the mastermind?" Mo Fan smiled and asked directly.

He Shanshan paused for a moment and said, "The main brain is equivalent to my parents, and it is normal to be stronger than me!"

Seeing that the other party was deflated, Mo Fan couldn't help but smile, sure enough, teasing little Lori or something, it was the most decompressing.

Mo Fan slowly flew from the sky to the roof of a medical building, although he blocked the inspection of electronic equipment, but he was not stupid, this is a military base hospital, a place for high-level people to recuperate, there must be heavy guards, although he is here to save people this time, but in order not to reveal his identity, he can only be cautious and cautious.

His feet were about ten centimeters apart from the ground, and the effect of the Escape Technique was not removed, and the whole person floated around in the corridor, looking for the old man's room.

I have to say that every house here is spacious like a hotel, a bed and a bedside table are standard, and the rest has a large wall-mounted TV, there are two sofas on the side, there is a coffee table in front of the sofa, and what mahjong table is set up according to the patient's personal preferences, billiard table or something, all in all, it is very comfortable.

After a long while, Mo Fan avoided the patrol soldiers three times, and finally touched the old man's ward.

There was a large window outside the ward where he could see the inside, and Mo Fan didn't go in directly, because he saw a person in the room talking to the old man.

That person is the number one leader of the provincial department, Mr. Xue, the apprentice trained by the old man, with good character and trustworthiness, loved by others, and swatted by tigers and flies for corrupt officials, and for the people, he is doing practical things and benefiting the people.

At this time, he is not as glorious as in the TV newspapers, but like an ordinary person, peeling oranges in his hands and preparing to supplement some vitamins to the old man, talking about the recent trivial things in life, which looks quite warm.

Mo Fan stood in front of the window, looking at this scene, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, he was really an excellent cadre and apprentice!

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Fan saw that the old man suddenly coughed, and fainted after two or three times.

Seeing this happening, Mr. Xue was anxious, he quickly pushed open the door, shouted for help, and put the old man flat on the bed on the other side.

Mo Fan wanted to come forward to help, but the situation didn't allow it, so he could only wait for the opportunity.

"Shanshan, how is he doing this time?" Mo Fan asked, at this time, of course, let our arrogant little Lori appear!

"From a normal medical point of view, he is very pure heart failure, his body functions are aging, and he basically does not use any medicine except taking supplements, in short, waiting for death. ”

"What about the other angle?" Mo Fan asked.

"From a monk's point of view, as long as a Qi and Blood Pill and the Awakening Pill can awaken his physical functions, in short, it is to continue his life, and he can live for ten more years, within ten years, if he does not cultivate to break through the three grades, it will be death!"

Mo Fan ignored the last sentence, if you want an old man to cultivate, I'm afraid it's stupid, ten years is enough.

He looked at the ward that had been curtained and said to himself, "Old man, hold on until tonight, I will give you a life!"

Outside the ward, there was a middle-aged man standing next to Mo Fan who was pacing, his face was anxious, he was looking at the door of the ward, and he kept praying in his heart that nothing would happen.

When Mo Fan saw it, he couldn't help but sigh, and used the Imperial Qi Technique and Divine Power to help Mr. Xue get out of his nervous state of mind.

After about half an hour, the door of the ward finally opened, Mr. Xue thanked the doctor, and then hurriedly ran to the old man's side, and Mo Fan continued to hide and floated closely.

The old man leaned weakly on the pillow, his eyes full of exhaustion, and he no longer had the same look as before.

"Master, how are you?" asked Mr. Xue with concern.

The old man didn't speak, but looked at the big tree outside the window, and said for a long time: "It's spring now, and the last leaves of winter are almost gone!"

Mr. Xue understood the meaning of Master's words, clasped his hand, his eyes were red, he lowered his head, and said in a choked voice: "No, no!"

Mo Fan looked at the two of them, and thought of his master, he only had a hundred years of life left, if he was placed in the past, no matter how much progress he made, no matter how hard he cultivated, it would be impossible to change his life against the sky, but now it is different, he has the origin of the law of time, as long as he is willing to work hard to cultivate, when his strength reaches a certain point, it is not impossible to resurrect a person or even restore it to the peak period.

He stood in the corner, quietly waiting for the two.

It was late at night, Mr. Xue originally wanted to stay here and guard the old man, but he was lectured by the old man, looking at his strength when he spoke, Mr. Xue felt much better than before, although he was worried, but he was still relieved, so he asked people to find a bed nearby to rest.

Seeing the apprentice leaving, the old man's original mid-term appearance collapsed instantly, his eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open them, and the appearance he had just shown was just a return to the light, everything was ...... It's all over.

The eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his breathing gradually slowed down, Mo Fan saw that the time was ripe, and took out a Qi and Blood Pill and a Awakening Pill in his hand, first asked him to open his mouth and take the Qi and Blood Pill, held his arm, and used his spiritual power to guide the medicinal power, and then used spiritual power to nourish the old man's veins, making him more resilient and flexible.

It is undoubtedly very difficult to snatch his life in the hands of the god of death, the old man's health is very bad, if the medicinal power is not handled by Mo Fan, it is easy to achieve the opposite effect and cause damage, so he has to concentrate and concentrate again.

But...... After all, he is a second-grade monk, and no matter how much he drinks bamboo liquid, his spiritual power will be difficult to support this "battle".

(End of chapter)