"What!"
Lin Fan’s pronouncent left Zhou Yizheng utterly stunned.
He stood agape, incredulous as he stared at Lin Fan.
"I said your grandfather won’t live past eighty."
Lin Fan replaced the silver needles he had just used back on the table.
He looked resolutely at Zhou Yizheng.
"Lin, you can’t joke about this... Zhou Yizheng’s grandfather... his status is no ordinary matter!"
Zheng Tianxiang hurried over.
He whispered in Lin Fan’s ear with a lowered voice.
"No matter how remarkable a person is, they can’t escape the fact of having to report to the King of Hell, which is perhaps the only fair thing in this world. Everyone dies; it’s just a matter of sooner or later."
Lin Fan shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.
"Lin, but... but my grandpa seems quite hale and hearty."
Zhou Yizheng simply couldn’t believe Lin Fan’s words.
Even though Lin Fan had just treated him for heart disease.
After all, his robust grandfather was a man of military background.
"What good is a hale and hearty body if you have a hereditary congenital heart defect? No amount of physical strength can change the health of your organs. Otherwise, wouldn’t all fitness coaches live to be a hundred?"
Lin Fan snorted.
"Then... there are no exceptions?"
Zhou Yizheng asked, face filled with worry.
"The ancient texts call it a ’heart deficiency syndro.’ Throughout history, no one with this condition has lived past eighty. At your age, your grandfather should already be gone. Don’t joke with about this."
Lin Fan frowned.
How could this man, who was in his forties, still have a grandfather nearly eighty years old?
"Lin, I’m not joking. My grandpa got married early in his era, had my father at seventeen, and my father had at twenty, so we’re a four-generation family. In five more days, it’ll be my grandpa’s eightieth birthday. Since my father and uncles have passed away, I have been handling these matters personally."
Zhou Yizheng looked nervously at Lin Fan: "Lin, do you think there could be so mistake?"
"If you insist on that, the only mistake could be that your grandpa isn’t your biological grandfather; otherwise, there’s absolutely no mistake."
Lin Fan’s certainty sent Zhou Yizheng into even more of a panic.
And off to the side, Zheng Tianxiang also broke out in a sweat.
He hesitated, unsure if he should say anything.
"Lin, let’s do this -- I’ll get my grandpa to co to dicine King House right away for you to take a look at him in person. Maybe there’s so dical miracle?"
Zhou Yizheng was sweating profusely with nerves.
His grandfather was the pillar of their family.
If he were to fall now, it would be more than the loss of a family mber.
After all, all the family’s internal connections were based on the grandfather’s presence.
If that were to break, the future impact could be even greater.
"Of course, that’s no problem."
Lin Fan didn’t mind eting this old antique.
After all, from Zheng Tianxiang’s anxious expression, one could tell
that this old gentleman was no ordinary individual.
"Alright, alright, I’ll call my grandpa right away!"
Zhou Yizheng hurriedly got up and left.
Zheng Tianxiang quickly walked up to Lin Fan’s side.
"Lin, Zhou Yizheng’s grandpa is soone who retired to Beijing -- a lifeti in the military, quick-tempered, and even Prince Zhen Nan has to address him respectfully as ’Old Squad Leader’ when they et. If, by any chance, you are mistaken, the consequences would be unimaginable."
"Don’t worry, if I’ve said it, I stand by it. Besides, no one I’ve said was going to die has been able to live. We’ll talk more once I et the person."
Lin Fan was exceedingly confident in his own dical skills.
He sat back at the tea table, calm and composed.
anwhile, Zheng Tianxiang was like an ant on a hot pan.
After all, this ti, whether true or false, a huge problem was being faced.
"You rotten hooligan, is there sothing wrong with your brain?"
After waiting a while, Zhou Yizheng still hadn’t returned.
Zhao Jiaqi, however, rushed in first.
She glared at Lin Fan angrily.
"Did you take the wrong dicine, or have you contracted rabies? Why do you keep biting people all day long?"
Lin Fan frowned and looked at Zhao Jiaqi.
They had been arguing since this morning.
And now, for so reason, she had burst in to accuse him.
He really didn’t know if they had a deep grudge against each other in their past lives.
"I really wish I could bite you to death now!"
Zhao Jiaqi glared at Lin Fan, frustrated as if angry at iron not turning into steel: "Do you know who Zhou Yizheng’s grandfather is? He is Zhou Weimin, who wore gold stars on his shoulders before retirent. His rank in Longya is only second to that of the Three Emperors. You, a common doctor from the jianghu, which nerve of yours was wrong to say that he is going to die?"
"Even if it were the Three Emperors, on the day they are ant to die, they too have to et the King of Hell."
Unexpectedly, Zhou Yizheng’s connections turned out to be this deep.
Yet, Lin Fan still narrowed his eyes, calm and collected.
"You... you are simply making trouble... Do you know the consequences of this matter? I seriously doubt your identity now. Are you really the Wolf King from the Wolf Teeth Special Combat Brigade? Or did you retire because you suffered a head injury and developed post-traumatic stress disorder?"
Zhao Jiaqi was so anxious her face flushed red.
Li Yizhen, who was beside them, was also extrely alard.
"Boss, this matter is of great importance. Do you want to think it over again?"
"Think over what? I’m not the King of Hell. The ancient books record it as such. After thousands of years of tradition, am I supposed to change it for him? Besides, I am a doctor. Should I alter my diagnosis just because the other person is of distinguished background? Why don’t you suggest that his heart develops completely due to his family’s status?"
Lin Fan leaned back in his chair and said with a stern face.
He did not know if it was the era that had a problem or if it was people’s hearts.
It seed one had to check a patient’s background before treating them.
"Young man, well said!"
Before Zhao Jiaqi could speak again, a loud voice had already co from outside the door.
Following that, a tall and burly old man with silver hair walked in.
His tiger-like eyes were bright and spirited.
He had the power and stability of a dragon in his stride and a tiger in his stance.
His breathing carried a strong, rhythmic tone.
He was Zhou Yizheng’s grandfather, Zhou Weimin.
"Good day, sir!"
Upon seeing Zhou Weimin, Zhao Jiaqi quickly stood up straight.
Although he was not the person in charge of Longya anymore.
His words still carried considerable weight in the military.
"I’m just a retired old man, no longer a commander. I heard soone saying I was going to die today, so I ca here to see the Divine Doctor and find out how many days I have left to live. Now that you’ve seen , shouldn’t you realize that you can make mistakes too?"
Zhou Weimin’s face was as serious as water as he sat opposite Lin Fan.
His tiger-like eyes stared straight at Lin Fan.
"Old squad leader, you should be soone who has weathered great storms and should take life and death lightly. It’s the people around you who beco anxious out of concern. Whether or not I am mistaken is no longer important,"
Lin Fan poured a cup of tea and offered it to Zhou Weimin.
However, he did not accept the teacup. Instead, he waved his hand to Zhou Yizheng and the others.
Only Zhao Jiaqi was left at the scene.
After all, Lin Fan had a special identity.
Many things were not convenient to discuss.
Only when the room was left with the three of them did Zhou Weimin speak.
"When did people from Wolf Teeth beco so spineless, lacking in temper even when questioned? If you talk like that, I would really look down on you as the leader of the pack."
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