At night, Xiao Feng, who had been completely awake, drove away from the Moon God Manor alone.

On the way, Xiao Feng's cell phone rang: "Hey, Sister Min, I'm almost here."

"Well, then I'll wait for you at the door."

"Okay." Xiao Feng hung up the phone and speeded up the car. He was going to see the serious medical treatment Haidongbo.

Although it was not good to see a patient at night, Hai Dongbo couldn't wait. He had already exhausted his oil and had a dry light, like a shaking flame that could be extinguished at any time. Therefore, Xiao Feng decided to go and see it at night so as not to leave any regrets.

This is not the first time Xiao Feng has come to Hai’s house. He is familiar with the family and meets Zhao Min in a black windbreaker at the door.

"Sister Min." Xiao Feng got out of the car: "How is Mr. Hai?"

"I guess it's a tough time to survive the New Year." Zhao Min shook her head: "Let's go in and take a look."

"Yes." Xiao Feng nodded, followed Zhao Min and entered the Hai family.

"Afeng, you are here." Hai Dongbo's son Haiming came out.

"I'll take a look at Mr. Hai. Is his condition not good?"

"I'm already half unconscious and have no idea." Haiming's face was a little sad: "Come in with me."

Xiao Feng followed Hai Ming and came to the bedroom upstairs. He saw Hai Dongbo, who was already thinner than last time. His face turned yellow and obviously had a life-like energy. It seemed that he had reached the point where he had exhausted his energy.

"Old Hai, I'll come to see you." Xiao Feng came to the bed and looked at Hai Dongbo. He had to take this step when he was old, right?

Hai Dongbo closed his eyes and did not respond.

"Afeng, this is a recording specially recorded by my father when he was awake, saying that he would leave it to you when he came back." Haiming took out a recorder and handed it to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng took it and did not open it, but looked at Hai Dongbo: "Old Hai, I am Xiao Feng, I'm back and come to see you. Open your eyes and look at me."

It seemed as if he really heard Xiao Feng's words. Hai Dongbo, who was originally sleepy, slowly opened his eyes, full of turbidity, and a vague sound came from his throat: "Ah, Ah Feng."

"Yes, it's me, Mr. Hai, I'm here to see you." Xiao Feng nodded quickly: "How do you feel."

"It's over, ahem, it's over soon." Hai Dongbo's consciousness became clearer, "I didn't expect that I would see you again before I died."

"Old Hai, don't say that."

"Have you handled everything about you in Yindu?"

"Yes, I am the eldest son of the Xiao family." Xiao Feng nodded.

"Yindu Xiao Family, ahem, I'm not wrong. Familiar with you is the most successful investment I have ever made in my life..."

Xiao Feng was so amused that he had arrived at this time, and Hai Dongbo was still thinking about this, "Well, Mr. Hai, we can be considered a friend of our age."

"Yes, I'm a friend." Old Hai couldn't see clearly, and he blurred, and looked at a few figures in front of the bed: "Who is there?"

"Dad, I'm here, Haiming."

"Old Hai, I am Zhao Min."

"Oh, hehe, you two are all out first, I'll say a few words to Afeng."

Haiming looked at Xiao Feng and nodded: "Okay."

"Let's go out first, call us any time you have something to do." Zhao Min said to Xiao Feng, turned around and left.

The door was closed, Haiming and Zhao Min stood outside the door, looking at each other, sighing, and no one spoke.

Time passed minute by minute, about half an hour, when the door opened, Xiao Feng came out from inside: "I'll pick up someone downstairs."

"good."

"Sister Min, Mr. Hai asked you to go in." After Xiao Feng said that, he turned around and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Xiao Feng lit a cigarette and took a few sips. Even Mr. Hai was reluctant to leave before he died. I wonder if Grandpa Nangong could help. Do his best to do his best and leave it to fate. Whether he can do it depends on Mr. Hai himself.

Nangong Ji is here and brings his small medicine box.

"Grandpa Nangong, I'm sorry to trouble you this time." Xiao Feng quickly stepped up and said with a smile.

"Boy, I am not a country man. I just point to the reputation of a miracle doctor. Sooner or later, I will ruin you. If you have any questions, I will not agree to this anymore," Nangong Ji said half-true.

"I understand." Xiao Feng nodded quickly. He heard Danqing mention the rules of the miracle doctor.

You know, it is not easy to get a miracle doctor to treat diseases, and even a price of hundreds of millions is rare to find an opportunity.

"Take me to see." Nangong Ji didn't say in depth, life and death have a life, and he pays attention to a transaction and fate when saving people.

When he arrived upstairs, Xiao Feng introduced to Haiming and Zhao Min: "This is Nangong Doctor, I'll ask him to help Mr. Hai take a look."

"Hello, Doctor Nangong, as long as you can help my dad suffer less, how much is it, you will offer it." Haiming said hurriedly.

Nangong Ji looked at Haiming, and his tone was a little cold: "You can't afford the price I want." After that, he put down the medicine box and looked at the old man Hai on the bed.

Haiming was stunned, and Xiao Feng patted his shoulder: "What Doctor Nangong said is true. Someone once offered a billion yuan and asked him to help him, but he didn't care."

Haiming's heart was shocked, billions.

Nangong Ji was sitting beside the bed, putting a finger on Hai Dongbo's wrist, and carefully zipping.

Hai Dongbo was tired just now, and his condition was a little bad, and he was confused.

"Boy, I can let him live for the New Year, but as for the day he lives, I can't guarantee it." Nangong Ji stood up and said to Xiao Feng.

"Please trouble Grandpa Nangong." Xiao Feng nodded.

"Okay." Nangong Ji nodded: "You guys go out first."

Xiao Feng and the other two left. About ten minutes later, Nangong Ji came out with the medicine box on his back: "You can go in, he is in good condition."

"Okay, thank you, the miracle doctor."

"Grandpa Nangong, I'll send you down."

"Um."

When Xiao Feng sent Nangong Ji down, Haiming and Zhao Min entered the room. The next second, their chin almost fell to the ground.

"Dad, you, you..." Haiming widened his eyes and looked at the old man Hai sitting on the bed: "You're okay."

"No, but I feel very good now." A faint rosy appeared on Hai Dongbo's originally yellow face, and the dead aura was also covered up: "I'm hungry and want to eat."

Haiming and Zhao Min rubbed their eyes and confirmed that Hai Dongbo was on the bed. They were shocked by Nangong Ji's peerless medical skills. They are really a miracle doctor.

"Amin, let the kitchen prepare things." After a long time, Hai Dongbo didn't feel that his condition was as good as he is now.

"Oh oh oh, I'll go right away." Haiming nodded quickly and ran out of the bedroom.

"Old Hai, how did he treat you?" Zhao Min couldn't hide her shock.

Hai Dongbo shook his head: "I don't know, when I wake up, he has finished treatment."

“…”

"It's really the most powerful thing in the world, with many strange people coming out, miraculous doctors, miraculous doctors." Hai Dongbo also sighed.

As he was talking, Xiao Feng came in from outside. When he saw Hai Dongbo in such a state, he was also a little surprised: "Old Hai, he is in good condition."

"Afeng, thank you for this time." Hai Dongbo said gratefully. He knew that such a miracle doctor must not be able to receive it.

Xiao Feng shook his head: "Old Hai, I'm here to see you."

"Um."

"Old Hai, my grandfather Nangong told you just now." Xiao Feng said hurriedly when he thought of what Nangong Ji said to him.

"Yeah, I said it."

“You need to be prepared.”

"I understand, hehe, it's no big deal." Hai Dongbo smiled and shook his head.

Soon, Haiming came in from outside with a plate and placed it beside the bed: "Dad, can you get up and eat by yourself?"

"Yes." Haidongbo nodded, rubbed his somewhat shriveled legs, and barely got out of the bed.

Xiao Feng and Zhao Min stayed until very late and left the Hai family.

"You send me back." Zhao Min spoke up.

Xiao Feng nodded: "Okay, honor is over."

On the way, Zhao Min asked a question: "Old Hai's illness..."

"In fact, this is only a short time. Grandpa Nangong used the golden needle to stimulate the little vitality left on Old Hai, temporarily suppressing the dead energy. When the vitality disappears in the end, it will be time for Old Hai to die, and even the gods cannot save it."

"So that's how it is." Zhao Min suddenly realized that although it sounded a bit incredible, she chose to believe what she saw with her own eyes.

"Life and death are destined to be successful, just look away." Xiao Feng said lightly and lit a cigarette: "Sister Min, tell me what you are doing recently."

"I'm busy all day long, just deal with the company's affairs." Zhao Min finished speaking, and looked at Xiao Feng: "By the way, when are you going to shoot Murong Xue's movie?"

"At least it will be after the New Year."

"I heard Wu Zhuoyan say that everything is ready. Now the male protagonist has no decision. Is it you or beat Xinxuan?"

"I think beating Xinxuan is more suitable than me."

"There is a kissing scene inside."
To be continued...