"Grandpa! Grandpa!" Chen Fan shouted loudly before he reached the door of the house. He rushed into the house and saw that there was no one in the house. Chen Fan shouted again: "Grandpa! Grandpa! Are you there? Woof.
Brother, are you here?"
After several calls in a row, Chen Fan didn't hear his grandfather's answer or Wang Fei's voice. At that moment, his heart was hanging on the edge of a cliff.
Running quickly into the back room, Chen Fan's first thought was his grandfather's room, and he quickly turned to look at the room on the right.
I saw the door of the room wide open, and a familiar figure was not standing, but lying on the ground, with bright red blood overflowing from the body...
"Grandpa..." With a cry, Chen Fan immediately rushed into the room.
I saw a kitchen knife stuck in Grandpa Chen's chest. This kitchen knife was the same one Chen Fan used when cooking every day. Unexpectedly, it would now become the murder weapon that killed his grandfather.
"Grandpa... wake up..." Chen Fan's tears immediately flowed out. He squatted beside his grandfather and cried while feeling his grandfather's body temperature and pulse.
His body temperature had begun to turn cold, and his pulse was beating intermittently with long intervals. Chen Fan quickly took out the silver needle, intending to use the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate to revive his grandfather.
At this moment, a cold hand grabbed Chen Fan's left hand, and a voice as thin as a gnat rang in his ears: "Fan'er, don't waste your efforts, the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate... I have already used them
, I... can still... hold on until you come back... relying on... these thirteen stitches of the ghost gate... to continue... my... vitality..."
Wiping away the tears that blocked his eyes, he saw his grandfather's hands and feet moving slightly, his eyes as wide as bells, but his eyes were sluggish and dull. When Chen Fan saw that his grandfather was alive again, he was so excited that he stretched out his hand to caress him.
He went and said, "Grandpa, you will be fine. I will definitely find a way to heal you."
"Silly boy, doesn't grandpa know the extent of his injuries?"
The muscles on Grandpa Chen's face twitched sharply, and there was a thumping sound in his throat. After a while, he calmed down. His dull eyes stared at Chen Fan, and he said in a low and hoarse voice: "Grandpa's heart pulse and heart...
Being... cut off by this... kitchen knife... his vitality... has been extinguished... even if Da Luo... a god... comes down to earth... there is no... way... to heal..."
"Grandpa..." Chen Fan burst into tears. He couldn't understand what grandpa said.
Looking at Chen Fan dotingly, Grandpa Chen slowly said: "Fan'er... I can watch... you grow up... and you are already a grandpa... The biggest relief... Don't be sad..."
"Grandpa, don't die! It's all Fan'er's fault. If I hadn't rescued Wang Fei, no! Zhang Qiang! If I had rescued Zhang Qiang, the murderer, nothing like this would have happened today!" I thought!
Zhang Qiang, a murderer, and Chen Fan's eyes were filled with hatred.
"Fan'er... it seems that you know... you are... not wrong. As... doctors... we should be healers... benevolent... no matter what... identity... we... should save..." Grandpa Chen's voice
It started to lower slowly.
"Grandpa, don't worry!" At this moment, Chen Fan also felt that his grandfather was about to run out of gas. Without thinking, he helped his grandfather up and started massaging his back with his hands.
But what Chen Fan didn't feel was that while he was massaging, tiny streams of white gas slowly entered Grandpa Chen's body from every pore in his palms.
"This is..." Grandpa Chen clearly felt a warm and comfortable breath coming from his back. After this breath entered his body, it began to moisturize various organs in his body.
"Cough cough cough..." After coughing several times, Grandpa Chen shouted happily: "Fan'er... you know... Grandpa succeeded! Finally he succeeded!"
"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Chen Fan used Xiantian 70-style massage to heal his grandfather's injuries. Although he knew that this could not heal his grandfather's injuries, he wanted his grandfather to live longer, even if he was injured.
One minute or one second is fine.
"Haha... now... look at... your... palms and surroundings." Grandpa Chen's face became a little rosy under the nourishment of this breath, but he was still extremely pale.
"Uh?" Chen Fan picked up his right hand in confusion, and saw traces of white and transparent breath slowly spurting out from every pore in his palm.
Looking around, everything I saw seemed to have changed. The colors in the sky and the earth became vivid, and it seemed that the light also had a flowing texture.
"Grandpa, this..." Chen Fan didn't expect that the feeling he had after soaking the potion for the last time would come back, but this time it was clearer than before, especially the white aura, which had not appeared last time.
At this time, Grandpa Chen explained in a groaning voice: "These breaths... can also be called... Qi sense... In the past eighteen years... Grandpa... has been asking... you to make potions... just to... make... you reach...
"Qi comes from the heart... comes from all... directions"... the effect..."
Chen Fan said hurriedly: "Grandpa, can you also see those white auras?"
Grandpa Chen shook his head and said: "Grandpa doesn't have that kind of ability. Grandpa saw this from that ancient medical book. Grandpa's medical skills were learned from this ancient medical book. It is mainly based on massage.
Secondly, acupuncture and moxibustion were added by my grandfather to use medicinal stones as supplements to achieve the purpose of treating illnesses and seeking help. But in fact, this medical book uses the methods of massage and acupuncture to combine with the just feeling of qi to nourish and guide the qi flow in the patient's body to run in fixed meridians.
, thereby achieving the purpose of curing diseases and saving lives.”
Speaking of this, Grandpa Chen took a few quick breaths and continued: "But Grandpa was almost thirty years old when he got that medical book, and all aspects of his body were already finalized, so he has never been able to achieve this mysterious function in his body.
Feeling of breath."
"Grandpa, can it be that if I keep massaging you and combine these Qi sensations, your injury can be cured?" What Chen Fan is most worried about now is his grandfather's injury.
Grandpa Chen shook his head and said: "Although this kind of Qi has the effect of curing diseases and saving people, grandpa is already a dying person. The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate are also from this doctor. He has the saying "Acupuncture determines the world.
"The ghost gate seduces the soul. Innate massage can drive away all diseases." It is said that with thirteen needles, life and death can be decided. Even if the injury is healed, the ghost gate people will come to seduce the soul. The innate massage technique, combined with
The sense of Qi can have the effect of getting rid of all kinds of diseases."
"Ahem..." Grandpa Chen said this in one breath, then he started to wheeze and coughed a few more times, and then continued: "Grandpa just gave himself thirteen injections in a row, life or death is determined, grandpa really
I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for you to come back. There is a small box in grandpa's cabinet, which contains this medical book. I originally planned to give it to you within a few days, but I didn't expect...cough...cough..."
"Grandpa, stop talking, Fan'er will definitely find a way to heal you when he heals you!" Chen Fan cried, tears constantly flowing out.
"Ahem..." There was another burst of coughing, and his eyes gradually dimmed. There were still a few mouthfuls of blood in his cough, and his voice became as weak as a mosquito's cry: "Don't cry...child...after all, people still...can't escape death...More
What's more... Grandpa can live... such a big... age... it can be... earned... it's a pity... that he can't... see... Fan'er, you marry... a wife... and have children..."
"Grandpa...Grandpa...!"
Grandpa Chen's pupils gradually enlarged and his eyes gradually blurred. Chen Fan saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly pushed his hands on Grandpa's back. A steady stream of energy flowed directly into Grandpa's body, but he did not see any reaction from Grandpa.
Chen Fan was so anxious that he couldn't help but whine.
After a while, Grandpa Chen's eyes started to move again, and after a long time he uttered: "Fan'er, don't be sad, and don't blame yourself. Doctors have a benevolent heart! From now on, be good.
…take care of…self…”
Chen Fan hissed: "Grandpa! I know, I will, I will take good care of myself! I will!"
A comforting smile flashed across his face, Grandpa Chen made a sound in his throat, slowly closed his eyes, and died quietly and peacefully!
"grandfather--"
Chen Fan did not expect that his grandfather would be so happy to celebrate his admission to Kyoto University at noon today, but in the blink of an eye he would turn into a cold corpse.
Holding his grandfather's body, Chen Fan's tears flowed out like spring water.
"Fanzi, Fan..." Liu Yong, who finally ran back, saw this scene and stayed there completely. He didn't know what to do for a moment. He walked forward slowly. Liu Yong deeply blamed himself and said:
"I'm...sorry! If only I had remembered earlier, but I...I'm really sorry!"
Chen Fan, who was still crying, shook his head and said, "It's none of your business, it's all mine! If I hadn't been meddling in other people's business and saved the murderer, grandpa wouldn't have died."
"Fanzi, it's my fault. Doctors are kind! When I chatted with Grandpa Chen at noon today, he told me this. You are not wrong! It was me who was wrong. I thought this Wang... Zhang Qiang looked familiar early in the morning.
I reminded you at that time that such a thing would not happen! It was my fault! I'm sorry." Liu Yong blamed himself this time.
"Doctors benevolent?" Chen Fan suddenly felt a little funny. Why did he have such a good intention to save people, but got such a result?
My grandfather cultivated countless people throughout his life, but he still died unexpectedly in the end. Why? Is it because of the kindness of doctors?
If this is really the case, why would you be such a bad doctor?
Seeing Chen Fan suddenly showing a strange smile, Liu Yong felt something was wrong, and immediately advised him: "Fanzi, are you okay? Don't scare me!"
"It's okay!" Chen Fan shook his head, slowly put down his grandfather's body, and said, "I'm okay. Grandpa asked me to take good care of myself before he died. What can happen to me!"
The more Chen Fan said this, the more Liu Yong felt something was wrong, and he immediately said: "Fanzi, are you really okay? I can't see..."
"Okay, Yongzi, please stop talking. I'm really fine!" Chen Fan's tone suddenly became calm and said: "Yongzi, I really want to thank you for going all the way to send me the admission notice today, but now this happens.
I don’t have time to entertain you anymore. I think it’s better for you to go home first and we’ll contact you then.”
"But……"
"Is it possible that Yongzi wants me to chase you away?" Chen Fan's tone suddenly became serious and interrupted Liu Yong's words, and then he said calmly: "I'm sorry! Yongzi, just go back first."
"Okay!" Liu Yong knew that if he stayed here, he would only make Ning Chen Fan angry, so he turned around and left.
Looking at Liu Yong's leaving figure, Chen Fan said silently in his heart: Yongzi, I'm sorry!
"Zhang Qiang, male, 29 years old, from Binhai, ID number: 44xxxxxxxxxx, height: 1.78 meters. On March 4, 2014, he committed robbery and murder in Binhai City, resulting in 6 deaths and 2 injuries. He later fled to
Ding'an City committed intentional murder and robbery, resulting in the death of three people, and later... fled to our city. If you, the citizens, find out...
At this moment, a wanted news message sounded on the TV, and the person reported in the news was the person Chen Fan rescued in the back mountain...