Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Now when he heard the three words "Han Changqing", Wen Lao felt that his bones were about to be broken and reassembled.

"Are you talking about me?" Han Changqing's voice sounded, and Wen Lao's face changed instantly. He turned to stand behind Xiao Nan, looked directly at Han Changqing, and said: "You kid, do you know how to respect the elderly and love the young?"

"Hey." Wen Lao had just finished speaking when Han Changqing came forward.

He stretched out an arm, grabbed Wen Lao, picked him up, threw him on his shoulder and carried him away.

"......." Xiao Nan stood there, wanting to chase him, and hurriedly made a phone call silently.

When he came back to his senses, Han Changqing had disappeared.

"Where is he?" Xiao Nan said.

Han Changqing carried Wen Lao to a remote corner, put him down, grabbed his arm and said: "Tell me honestly, what disease do I have?"

"This..."

"You don't have to hide it from me, I don't have amnesia at all. Wen Shui has repeatedly mentioned that there is blood clots in his head and needs surgery, and the chance of survival after surgery is 30%! I went to the hospital for a check-up, and there is no such thing." Han Changqing said coldly.

He has been feeling more and more unwell recently, so he suspected that Wen Shui was lying or hiding something.

"You should go to Wen Shui for this kind of thing. How can an old man like me know?" Wen Lao said.

Han Changqing narrowed his narrow black eyes, stared at Wen Lao's old face, lowered his head and approached him and said: "You are his grandfather, his medical skills were taught to you, how could you not know?"

"Pah" Han Changqing said, pushed him away, turned around and lit a cigarette.

Wen Lao looked at him smoking and wanted to turn around and leave.

"Tell me, how long can I live if I don't have surgery?" Han Changqing said. Wen Lao's lips moved, and he really wanted to pick up a brick and knock himself unconscious. Otherwise, how to avoid such a question?

City, in a luxurious apartment.

Xiao Mohan drove a car and brought Xiao Yijue, Xiao Yichu, and Xiao Yiyan to the room, asking them to go back to the room to play. Wen Shui and Lian Chenyue had been waiting in the hall for a long time.

"Han, Han Changqing is too smart. Although I have been pretending to hide it from him, I am afraid I can't hide it now. He doesn't believe me at all." Wen Shui said, rubbing his hands and falling on the sofa.

The cynical look before has been restrained, and his expression is extremely solemn.

"This is not a solution. Although Han Changqing was poisoned under the underground palace, the remaining poison remained in his body for too long, causing his memory to fade, but it also caused great damage to his body itself."

"Is it possible to find a foolproof plan? Can it remove the poison and restore his memory?" Lian Chenyue said.

Xiao Mohan put his mobile phone aside. He sat on the luxurious sofa with his hands on the armrests, like a king.

"He's gone?" Xiao Mohan asked.

Wen Shui leaned over and looked, pointing at the sofa and said, "When I left, he was still in the hall. Now he's gone. I'm afraid he noticed it."

"Han, should we send someone to find him?" Wen Shui asked worriedly.

With Han Changqing's current physical condition, he was afraid that something might happen.

"No need, he will come back." Xiao Mohan said confidently.

Han Changqing has been with him for so many years, and they have long been brothers in life and death. Regardless of whether Han Changqing has lost his memory or the residual poison has caused him to forget, a person's habits will cause him to do things that ordinary people cannot understand, such as... subconsciously trusting a person.

"Looking for me?" Han Changqing came back from outside.