Mr. Lin and Lin Qing'er's attitude made Shui Miao feel very confused.

So Shui Miao decided not to meet Lin Qing'er first, so as not to make things worse if you can't figure out the situation.

So, Shui Miao told Dashuang that he liked men and got rid of her.

However, Shui Miao did not walk far away, but started wandering around the airport, sensing Mr. Lin's every move with his divine thoughts.

Everyone got off the plane and rushed directly to Zhonghai Grand Hospital.

Shui Miao followed from afar, and realized that Mr. Lin sent his subordinates to go to the hospital director with a big red envelope and asked the doctor to lie that he had seven or eight diseases, saying that he didn't have much time to go, and if he didn't get angry and took good care of himself, he might be able to live a little longer.

Under the shade of a tree on the roadside near the hospital, Shui Miao leaned against the big tree, scratched his head in confusion, frowned and said, "Has this old guy's head been kicked by a donkey? He deliberately pretended to be sick and worried his daughter. What exactly did he want to do?"

"Big brother, why don't I go and tease this old man?"

This kind of thing is the best thing for resentful babies.

"Don't do it randomly..." Shui Miao waved his hand quickly, "Don't do it randomly. The situation is unclear now, and I will talk about it when I understand the situation."

"Sir Yang Cha, since this matter is so important to you, let me check it out in person, right?" The female ghost Chaishui had a soul of Wang Wuai, who was the clone of Wang Wuai. Wuai was very curious about the love and love in the world. The relationship between Mr. Lin and his father and daughter made her even more interested, so Wuai also wanted to know what Mr. Lin thought.

Shui Miao nodded. After the female ghost handler left, Shui Miao felt that this female ghost handler was not simple.

She didn't look like a new ghost man who knew nothing at all, but her behavior was like a sophisticated old ghost man who did things.

Also, why is it that the ghost chases the moon and never returns?

Shui Miao hid his thoughts deeply in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be as if nothing had happened.

Not long after, the female ghost messenger came back. She reported directly: "Sir Yang Cha, I have found out a lot of things he has done before, but one thing I must tell you in advance, that is, the old man's life is about to end, and he will definitely not live to midnight today."

"How could this happen? Didn't he pretend to be sick?" Shui Miao was stunned. Mr. Lin seemed to be in good spirits on the surface, but he wasn't really sick. How could he die if he said he was dead?

"Yes, he is indeed pretending to be sick, but his life is really not long. Just like that homeless man, he will definitely die when the time comes." The female ghost chasing Shui continued in a faint tone: "In general, he is a person with a different style than ordinary people, but he is cruel and vicious enough to do things, selfish enough, effective enough, and loves his daughter. He is a very complicated old man. In fact, he hopes that his daughter will find happiness in his heart. It may be that he has killed too many people.

He was afraid, so he was very suspicious, very harsh, very contradictory to others. He was a very difficult and complicated person. His main purpose of coming to Zhonghai City this time was to see Yangcha. If you can really cure his daughter's illness, he might really marry her daughter to you. But according to my analysis, when he knew that Yangcha, you possessed the power of immortality, things might become more complicated, because he was confused and had many thoughts."

I didn’t expect Mr. Lin to be so complicated, but who is not difficult to deal with as a big boss? Shui Miao’s eyes rolled and he didn’t think it was strange: “Shui, then do you think he is a good person or a bad person? What should I do if I see him or not?”

Shui Miao could understand Mr. Lin’s thoughts, but he was more alert to this female ghost messenger.

Ask her and let her speak, so that she can understand her heart more.

"If I were to say that, he was a bad person, because he was guarded against everyone, he was only himself in his heart, and he was an extremely selfish person. However, I think it would be better for Yangcha to meet him, because his routine is very strange. Maybe you can learn something from him. Of course, this is just my personal opinion. What should I do? Please make your own decisions." After saying this, the female ghost messenger stepped aside and stopped speaking.

"Okay, I'll go see him!"

Shui Miao breathed a sigh of relief, and she felt the idea of ​​an ugly daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law sooner or later.

In the hospital, Dashuang and Lin Qing'er were accompanying Mr. Lin for examination.

On the way to meet Mr. Lin, Shui Miao suddenly thought of a solution, why not pretend to be a doctor and talk to Mr. Lin?

This idea is very fresh, Shui Miao dares to think and do it.

So, Shui Miao asked the resentful infant to help, confusing a middle-aged male doctor in a psychiatric department to go to his lounge to sleep. Then Shui Miao changed his appearance and turned into the doctor's appearance. She put on a white coat and walked out and sat on the chair. Looking at the messy instruments, Shui Miao smiled indifferently. Anyway, Mr. Lin was pretending to be sick and could not use these instruments at all.

Shui Miao was sitting when the door suddenly opened. An old man sneaked in, put a red envelope into Shui Miao's pocket, lowered his voice and said, "Doctor Hua, a rich old man from Taiwan gave the red envelope to us and told us that he was sick. Later, you will say that he has severe neurasthenia and needs a quiet environment, not noisy, and not angry, and then it will be OK."

Shui Miao nodded, and knew without saying a word that this old guy was the dean who received a big red envelope.

The dean left in a flash...

Two or three minutes later, Dashuang and Lin Qing'er came over with the humming old man Lin.

"Please sit."

Shui Miao smiled slightly and asked the three of them to sit down.

There were more than a dozen bodyguards outside the door, guarding them, and even a fly could not fly in.

"Doctor Hua, right? Please help my dad..."

Lin Qing'er came to Shui Miao and secretly handed Shui Miao an envelope.

Shui Miao touched the envelope, which cost at least 3,000 yuan.

Damn, being a doctor is so fucking fun!

Shui Miao sighed in his heart, no wonder Doctor Hua can occupy such a large office alone. There is a bathroom and a lounge in the office, which looks like a large suite. In the blink of an eye, 5,000 yuan red envelopes were obtained. After a year, how much income is there?

After putting the envelope in his pocket, Shui Miao sat down again.

Why doesn't this doctor check? Why are you still sitting? You can't think that I've given you little money? Seeing Dr. Hua sitting as steady as Mount Tai and looking at him from time to time, Lin Qing'er couldn't help but urge, "Doctor Hua, my dad feels very uncomfortable. Please diagnose my dad now."

"Yes, yes."

Shui Miao lay on the desk, holding his chin, looked at Mr. Lin, and nodded, "It seems that the problem with your eyes is quite serious. Have you been injured recently? For example, if you were caught by a door? When you were sleeping, you fell to the ground? You hit the wall, or were you kicked by a donkey?"

Shui Miao deliberately made Mr. Lin unhappy.

As soon as he heard this, Dashuang jumped up first, pointed at Shui Miao and muttered, "Hey! How are you, a doctor? Are you a doctor? You just talk nonsense without checking?"

"Doctor, what do you mean?"

Lin Qing'er also sank her face.

Mr. Lin secretly glanced at Shui Miao and muttered in his heart.

Shui Miao looked at Lin Qing'er and Dashuang, and suddenly laughed and said, "Haha, I found out the root of this old man's illness without any effort. He was so angry with you! He shouted, he was irritable, can he treat his parents like this? The old man is old and exhausted. Can he not be neurasthenia in such an environment? It seems that you must not be married yet. You are so old and still not married. Do you know how anxious the old man is? You only know yourself, have you ever thought about the old man, that he has become so sick, and you will treat him. Don't you, the children, blush? Go out, you two go out, I want to talk to the old man alone."

Shui Miao became more and more excited as he spoke. Finally, he stood up and drove Lin Qing'er and Dashuang to leave.

Lin Qing'er and Dashuang looked at each other face each other, but they never expected that there was such a nervous doctor in the world, and they were really a neurologist.

“Go out…”

Mr. Lin waved at the two of them as if weak, signaling them to go out.

Lin Qing'er and Dashuang had no choice but to leave.

Shui Miao locked the door and returned to his seat.

Mr. Lin gave a thumbs up at Shui Miao and whispered in a smile: "Doctor Hua, you are really iron-toothed and bronze-toothed! I admire you, admire you!"

"hehe……"

Shui Miao lay on the desk again, looked at Mr. Lin, and said seriously: "Mr., you are so sick! I didn't joke just now. Has your head really been kicked by a donkey?"

"Well……"
Chapter completed!