The relationship between Qin Yang and Zhang Shuyi heated up a lot in the next two days. Qin Yang was even considering finding an opportunity to confess his love to Zhang Shuyi, but before confessing, he hoped to prepare a gift for Zhang Shuyi.

This gift is definitely not ordinary.

The weekend is coming soon. Not only Qin Yang is going home, but Zhang Shuyi is also going back.

After sending Zhang Shuyi out of the school, Qin Yang saw a black Audi car waiting for Zhang Shuyi from a distance. When Qin Yang and Qin Yang approached the car, a middle-aged man walked out of the car. The middle-aged man was strong and stood tall.

He is straight, looks like a soldier, and has bright eyes.

"Uncle Wen." Zhang Shuyi called out sweetly when she saw the middle-aged man.

"This middle-aged man should be Shuyi's father's driver." Qin Yang guessed in his heart. At this time, he also nodded slightly to the middle-aged man, "Hello, Uncle Wen."

"Shuyi, this is..." Tang Wen just noticed Qin Yang who came with Zhang Shuyi. This was the first time he saw Zhang Shuyi so close to a boy. He thought of something Zhang Bureau mentioned to him today.

One thing, is this boy the one who entered the Xijiang Branch the day before yesterday?

"He is my classmate, Qin Yang. Uncle Wen, please don't rush to send me back. Please take Qin Yang to the station first." Zhang Shuyi said to Tang Wen.

"Okay." Tang Wen nodded and opened the passenger door for Zhang Shuyi. After Zhang Shuyi got in, he opened the rear door for Qin Yang.

When the Tangmen opened the door, Qin Yang saw Tang Wen's calloused hands, and Qin Yang vaguely realized that this Uncle Wen was probably a practicing master.

After Qin Yang also got on the car, Tang Wen started the car and drove towards the station.

The atmosphere on the road became a little silent. Finally, Qin Yang broke the silence and said, "Uncle Wen, I saw the way you were standing just now and the thick calluses on the tiger's mouth. Have you ever been a soldier?"

Tang Wen was a little surprised, "I didn't expect Brother Qin Yang, a college student, to have such strong observation skills. Yes, I was born in the army and have been in the army for more than ten years."

"I just happened to see it, so I just guessed."

"Brother Qin Yang, don't be modest."

Arriving at the station soon, Qin Yang said hello to Zhang Shuyi and entered the ticket office.

The Audi was quickly started again by Tang Wen and left the station. At this time, Tang Wen suddenly spoke, "Shuyi, this boy is nice and seems to be quite well-behaved. But do you know his family background? Do you want Wen?"

Uncle, let me check it out for you."

Zhang Shuyi's pretty face couldn't help but blush, "Uncle Wen, what are you talking about? He and I are just ordinary classmates."

"Don't be shy, Uncle Wen is here... I can see that you have a crush on him, and he also likes you. If he was just an ordinary classmate, would you let me take him to the station?"

"Uncle Wen, I'm ignoring you."

Tang Wen saw Zhang Shuyi sitting angrily aside, shook his head and smiled, and said nothing more.

Qin Yang's home is in a small town under Nanhai City. There is a bus back to the town every half hour, so Qin Yang quickly bought a ticket and got on the bus. After getting on the bus, Qin Yang found a seat and sat down.

Down, a smile appeared on his face.

Although he just fell out of love a few days ago, he was not affected by the 'dream' in any way. In addition, he was getting closer and closer to Zhang Shuyi in the past few days, which made him very satisfied.

The car drove quickly. It took an hour and a half to get from Nanhai City to the town. During this time, Qin Yang closed his eyes and rested, recalling the scenes that had happened in the past few days. What he thought about more was him.

The two evil abilities he possesses.

With his concentrated attention, he can see a person's future; the black and white light emitted by his eyes can cure a person's illness.

There were noisy sounds, and Qin Yang knew that he had arrived at the station.

After getting out of the car, Qin Yang set foot on the place where he grew up, Donglin Town. He took a taxi and arrived home in about ten minutes. Qin Yang's home was a four-story building with a store.

Xiaolou, due to the relatively backward economy of Donglin Town, the surrounding land has not been expropriated by the government and belongs to its own land.

In Donglin Town, the value of such a small building is equivalent to the value of a 100-square-meter suite in the suburbs of Nanhai City.

The store in Qin Yang's home is a clinic. As soon as Qin Yang arrived at the door, he heard the noise coming from inside, "You and your wife, one is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor and the other is a western medicine doctor. Both of you are top students who graduated from Hua Medical University. They are the pride of our entire Donglin town.

, is it really impossible to help Uncle Zhang this time?"

"Why is Uncle Zhang, such a good person, suffering from such a strange disease?"

"Uncle Zhang suddenly fell ill for no reason today. He didn't expect that he would breathe his last breath just now... He was holding on to this breath because he wanted to wait for Xiao Yang to come back. He has always regarded Xiao Yang as his own

grandson."

"Didn't I say that Xiao Yang will come back today? Where are the others? If it's any later, I'm afraid I won't even be able to see Uncle Zhang for the last time."

…

As if Qin Yang was struck by lightning, an amiable old man's figure appeared in his mind.

"Grandpa Zhang!" Qin Yang almost ran into the clinic at home. Qin Yang had no time to say hello to his parents, but looked at the dying old man on the hospital bed. The old man seemed older than before.

As if he heard Qin Yang's voice, the old man on the hospital bed raised his hands tremblingly, and opened a pair of cloudy eyes with difficulty, "Xiao... Xiao Yang... you... you are back... come... give it to grandpa

...Show it to grandpa..."

"Grandpa Zhang, you'll be fine, you'll be fine!" Qin Yang grabbed the old man's hand and burst into tears.

When he was not sensible, his grandfather and grandpa passed away. When his parents were busy, it was Grandpa Zhang who patiently accompanied him through his childhood. When he grew up, he even taught him boxing and kicking skills. In Qin Yang's

In his eyes, Grandpa Zhang, who lives alone, has always been mysterious. The boxing and kicking skills he taught him were not showy. When he was in middle school, three or four students could not get close to him. This was all thanks to Grandpa Zhang.

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"Dad, Mom, have you called the ambulance from Nanhai City?" Qin Yang looked at his parents and asked anxiously.

This is not because he doubts his parents' medical skills. Although his parents are excellent, the equipment of the small clinic at home is limited and it is impossible to compare with large hospitals.

"We called, we called half an hour ago, but it will take at least half an hour until the ambulance comes." Qin Yang's father, Qin Liguo, said.

"Xiao Yang... It's useless... It's useless... No matter how good the hospital is, it's useless... Grandpa knows his illness best," Grandpa Zhang's face suddenly turned red, and he held Qin Yang's hand tightly,

It looks like a flashback.

"Grandpa Zhang!"

In such a state of anxiety, Qin Yang no longer thought about anything else. He concentrated his mental power, and shot out black and white light from his eyes, one after another into the body of the old man on the bed. Seeing that the old man showed no signs of recovery, Qin Yang became even more anxious.

, continuously consuming the golden light of the mysterious bead between the eyebrows.

The golden light was finally consumed, and fatigue arose in his mind. Unknowingly, Qin Yang felt that he had lost consciousness.

Qin Liguo and his wife were anxious when they saw Qin Yang falling on the hospital bed with a thud. When they found that Qin Yang just fell asleep from exhaustion, they both breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

"Look, Uncle Zhang's complexion seems to have improved!"

A loud voice suddenly sounded, and his tone was filled with disbelief.

Qin Liguo hurriedly put his hand on the old man's pulse. Soon, shock appeared on his face, "How is it possible that Uncle Zhang's pulse has undergone such a big change at this moment... Uncle Zhang seems to have survived."
Chapter completed!