But the conversation between the two people seemed quite shocking to Nangong Aoyue's ears. No disease at all? The younger she lives, the younger she becomes? Isn't this rejuvenation? Does Zhuo Yifan really have such an ability? This is better than what she had before
What he experienced was even more shocking! No wonder Zhuo Yifan refused to talk about his other abilities before. If those abilities were as shocking as this one, then Nangong Aoyue would only think that Zhuo Yifan was bragging. But Li Ka-shing is an example
, Zhuo Yifan is obviously not bragging. He really has such ability.
When Nangong Aoyue came back from the shock, she found that Zhuo Yifan had put a hand on his father's pulse, and closed his eyes like his father, not knowing what he was doing. Could it be that
Is just taking a pulse like this his way of saving people?
Looking nervously and expectantly at Zhuo Yifan and her father on the bed, Nangong Aoyue did not dare to express her anger for fear of suddenly disturbing Zhuo Yifan. But the scene that happened next made her feel unbelievable.
It felt like a layer of black oil soon appeared on the exposed arms and calves of Nangong Xingwen, who was lying on the bed, as if it came out of the pores of the skin. It even appeared on his face.
Come out. In the end, wherever the skin can be seen, it has been covered by a layer of black grease and sludge. Nangong Aoyue believes that the part of the skin covered by the clothes must also be in this state.
What on earth is going on? Did all these dirty things come out of his father's body? How did Zhuo Yifan do it?
Ten minutes is neither long nor short. But for Nangong Aoyue, this is definitely the most shocking ten minutes. Before she can recover from the shock, Zhuo Yifan
He had already stood up, released his hand at the same time, and smiled at Nangong Xingwen who was on the bed: "Uncle, you can go to the bathroom and take a shower now."
"Are you healed already?" Nangong Xingwen also opened his eyes and sat upright from the hospital bed. But his current appearance is really funny, as if he was suddenly blown up by a bomb in those exaggerated movies.
Like the unlucky nigger, except for the whites of his eyes and teeth, everything else is black.
When Nangong Aoyue saw her father like this, she immediately recovered from the shock. She couldn't help but chuckle, and quickly said to her father: "Dad, hurry up and take a shower."
"Go, I'll go right now. I feel like there's a hot air current flowing around in my body, and all the uncomfortable and painful places before have disappeared. I seem to be back to when I was young again, feeling all over my body.
Everything is full of energy. This is really amazing!" Nangong Xingwen nodded excitedly, and after getting out of bed, he quickly walked into the bathroom.
"My dad is really okay? Is he completely recovered?" Nangong Aoyue then looked at Zhuo Yifan and asked expectantly.
"That's right. My uncle is fine. I've helped him regulate all the internal organs in his body, and I'm sure there will be no problems in fifty years. But he will definitely get older after fifty years. If there is no accident, I believe
It will definitely be okay for my uncle to live for a few more decades!" Zhuo Yifan explained with a smile and nod.
"I didn't expect that there is such a magical medical skill in the world. I didn't see what you did just now? How did you do it?" Nangong Aoyue asked in disbelief with her mouth wide open.
Chapter completed!