Kanagawa Taoist College Students

"This is the first time I've met you, Ms. Zeng." Li Xuehao said politely, not understanding the origin of the old man's question.

However, when he heard his name, the old man's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he completely ignored what he said when they first met: "Do you know me?"

"No, that's what I just heard from Doctor Luo outside." Li Xuehao explained, mainly because he didn't know how to call the old man, so he borrowed the name Doctor Luo just used to call the old man.

After hearing his explanation, the old man looked a little disappointed: "Maybe I saw it wrong. By the way, can you tell me your name?"

"My name is Koji Manaka, and I am a Japanese high school student." Li Xuehao introduced himself. There is nothing to hide. Even if he doesn't say it now, Liu Tianlan will explain it later.

After hearing his name and nationality, everyone present except Liu Tianlan looked shocked. He was actually a Japanese and a high school student. However, he spoke so fluently in vernacular that there was no way he could tell. It's a foreigner.

It was the old man who reacted first, probably because he was older and had seen more "weird things", so it was easier for him to accept it. He couldn't help but admired: "You speak Cantonese really well."

"Grandma, Zhenzhong is a language genius. Not only can he speak Cantonese, but he also knows how to speak Mandarin, which is more standard than us. Also, he understands English, French, Arabic..." Liu Tianlan and You next to him Rong Yan introduced in a non-stop manner.

"...can you speak Mandarin?" The old man did not pay attention to the speakers from other countries behind him, but focused on the Mandarin at the front.

The three middle-aged men next to them looked at someone with suspicion. It was normal for a person to speak one or two foreign languages, but knowing multiple languages ​​at the same time, some of which were remote languages, and being so young made people afraid. Believed.

No, this is simply impossible. I don’t know what happened to Lan Lan. She was so deeply “poisoned” that she not only believed that the other party could cure the disease, but also believed that he knew so many languages. It was even possible that the other party was Japanese. all fake.

The three of them exchanged glances, and they all saw in each other's eyes that if this little liar really wanted to get any benefits from the Liu family, then they would call the police as soon as possible.

"It's only a little bit, but it's actually not as exaggerated as Miss Tianlan said." Li Xuehao said modestly, not knowing what others were thinking.

The old man's eyes lit up when he heard this. She believed the words of this young man who gave her a sense of familiarity. She suddenly changed into Mandarin with a local accent and said: "I haven't spoken Mandarin for a long time. Speaking of which, I have been in Hong Kong since I came from my hometown. It’s been decades.”

Li Xuehao's eyes moved slightly, and he recognized the old man's accent: "Are you from Sichuan?"

"Did you hear it?" The old man was amazed. This Japanese high school student could actually hear the accent in her words. He came to Hong Kong with his parents since he was a child. He has not been back for more than half a century. If it weren't for this When the young man mentioned it, she almost forgot where her hometown was.

The conversation between an old man and a young man completely shocked the three middle-aged men. Can this boy really speak Mandarin? Can you still hear the old man's accent? This made them more cautious. Maybe the other party had already found out everything about their Liu family.

"You really look like an old friend of mine." The old man looked at his face carefully and continued.

It was just a normal sentence at first, but Li Xuehao couldn't help but feel something in his heart: "I wonder what kind of old friend he is?"

There was a look of nostalgia on the old man's face: "Not long after I came to Hong Kong, I met a man who was a few years younger than me. He was as handsome as you are now, haha..." The following words seemed to be a bit embarrassing. As he continued talking to the children at home, the old man gave him a haha.

"I wonder what his name is?" Li Xuehao asked calmly.

"Oh?" Surprise flashed across the old man's face, and then he stared straight at his face, his expression becoming a little unpredictable, "He disappeared for a while before, and then appeared again. He is very low-key now, but you can still see him occasionally in newspapers."

Li Xuehao was shocked. If he had just doubted it, now he was even more suspicious. He didn't expect that one of the three purposes of coming to Hong Kong, the one that was almost the most difficult to accomplish, would get clues so quickly.

Although it is not certain yet, based on the old man's good-looking appearance and the fact that the person has disappeared before, there seems to be a high chance that he is the person he is looking for.

Although he was excited, Li Xuehao seemed very calm on the surface: "I wonder which newspaper I can read the latest current affairs news in?" The old man is a very wise person, and she must have guessed something, so that's why To remind him, Li Xuehao also asked in a roundabout way. He believed that the old man also understood the true meaning of his question.

The old man recalled for a while and said: "I remember a few issues of Sing Tao Daily, which talked about a big real estate developer named Li... You can go and have a look. Maybe there is the current news you are looking for. ." At the end of the sentence, the old man became playful and winked at him.

Li Xuehao was extremely grateful. The old man had revealed a lot of the information he needed. His surname was Li, and he was engaged in the real estate industry, so it would be easy to target him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice. This trip was really worth it. He should have expressed something: "Ms. Zeng, I know a little about the art of discriminating yellow. How about I take your pulse?"

"Okay, let's take a look." The old man smiled cheerfully without any hesitation. Even though he doubted that he knew the art of distinguishing yellow at such an age, he didn't show it at all on his face.

The middle-aged men next to them could also understand Mandarin, but they had no idea what the old man and the young man had just said. But now they completely understood the topic of feeling the pulse. They opened their mouths and tried to persuade them, but the old man stopped them. A look stopped him.

But Liu Tianlan seemed very excited. It was finally time for Zhenzhong to show off his skills. The second uncle and the others would be shocked soon, and grandma's health would completely get better.

Li Xuehao sat on the edge of the bed, his two fingers gently placed on the pulse of the old man's right hand, and a trace of spiritual energy penetrated faintly.

Soon, he knew the old man's condition, which was a heart problem.

However, unlike the heart problem he found in Qingshan Tamako before, it was not that the meridians were blocked, but that the heart was shrinking and failing.

Due to age, the elderly's bodies are aging, and their physiological functions have problems. In addition, they may have spent too much energy when they were young, so their hearts are unable to bear it. According to what he noticed, the old man's condition was not good and he might only be in five or six months.