Richest Man: Getting 7 Billion Red Pockets To Start With

When Lin Fan heard this, he could not help but look to the side.

He saw...

A white-haired old man over 80 years old looking at him.

He was not like an ordinary old man who had a hunched back and looked old.

On the contrary...

He had a pair of tiger-like eyes, and his back was straight. His whole body was filled with a majestic aura.

Lin Fan looked at the wish tablet in the old man's hand that read, 'Permanent health!'

"The writing style is continuous, the energy is smooth, and it's strong and powerful... Your face and calligraphy are both very good!" Lin Fan nodded and said.

"Oh?" The old man could not help but size Lin Fan up and praised him, "It's been a long time since I've met a young man who has good calligraphy and knows how to analyze! Not bad!"

Lin Fan could feel a sense of familiarity from the old man, like that of a grandfather.

Thus, they began to chat.

"I don't think you're a local, right? Are you here for a vacation?" Lin Fan asked.

The old man looked into the distance and said, "You can consider it a vacation, but I'm a local of Jiangbei."

Lin Fan found it a little weird when he heard that.

A local... Why did he say he was traveling, then?

"Your hometown is Jiangbei?" Lin Fan asked.

"Yup! I haven't been back for decades, and the changes are too great! Things aren't the same as people!" The old man sighed.

Sun Luguo and Fan Wenxiang had already hung up their wish tablets. When they heard the sounds, they slowly turned around.

At first glance, they saw four burly men who exuded an aura of iron and blood.

Sun Luguo and Fan Wenxiang were both from large families, so they knew very well that these four men were definitely not ordinary people. They could not help but feel a little surprised.

Then, they looked at Lin Fan and the old man.

When he saw the old man, Sun Luguo's pupils suddenly shrank, and a hint of shock appeared on his face.

Sun Luguo graduated from Huaqing University.

A few months ago, when Huaqing University held its anniversary celebration, the old man's congratulatory video was played at the opening ceremony.

He was the pillar of Hua Nation!

Now, he actually appeared in front of him?

No wonder there were four burly men standing around the old man. They should be protecting the old man's safety.

Sun Luguo swallowed his saliva, his entire person already at a loss.

Qiu Ziqian, Huang Ling, and the others did not notice the change in Sun Luguo.

They lowered their heads and looked at the ten-year-old boy who had been hugging the old man's leg.

The boy had delicate features, and he looked like the old man. He was obviously his grandson.

Qiu Ziqian saw that the boy was a little shy, so she bent over and greeted him with a smile, "Hello,"

The boy scratched his head and twisted his body in a very strange way.

Then, he opened his mouth, letting his saliva flow out. He looked very dull and silly.

Seeing this, some deep memories surfaced in Qiu Ziqian's mind.

She used to have a younger brother, but he had autism.

He was very afraid of strangers, did not communicate with others, and was often dazed...

However, Qiu Ziqian still had a good relationship with her brother. She taught him to sing and draw every day... He was very happy.

However, one day, her brother suddenly rushed out of the house.

At that moment, a truck passed by.

Hence... That was how the tragedy began.

Qiu Ziqian's eyes reddened at the thought.

"Old man, what's wrong with our little friend?" Huang Ling could not help asking.

"I don't know what happened, but a year ago, he suddenly became like this." The old man sighed.

As he spoke, the old man also lowered his head to look at the little boy, his face full of affection.

"Didn't you bring him to the hospital?" Huang Ling asked again.

"I've been to many hospitals, but I still can't find out the cause," the old man said.

Right at this moment, the little boy's body suddenly convulsed violently, and he even spat out a mouthful of white foam.

"No!" The old man's expression changed drastically as he shouted, "Quick, come and see how Hao'er is doing!"

The middle-aged man standing behind him hurried forward and called out, "Hurry up and hold his hands and feet. Don't let him move!"

Two burly men quickly held down the boy's limbs.

How powerful were they?

Even a male lion would not be able to move, let alone a little boy.

The other two burly men looked around vigilantly, preventing any random people from getting close.

The middle-aged man quickly took out a tube of medicine from his bag and injected it into the little boy's arm.

The effect of the medicine was immediate, and the little boy soon stopped twitching.

It was obvious that the middle-aged man was a doctor.

Just as the doctor heaved a sigh of relief, the foam at the corner of the little boy's mouth did not decrease. On the contrary... there was even more!

Then, the little boy's breathing gradually slowed down, and his heartbeat became weak...

The doctor's expression changed drastically when he saw this.

He quickly pressed on the little boy's chest, then injected some other drugs...

However, they had no effect at all!

In fact, the little boy was getting weaker and weaker, like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time.

The anxious-looking old man asked, "How's Hao'er?"

At this moment, the doctor's forehead was already covered in sweat.

"Yuhao's condition is very bad," he said in a panic. "I don't have enough medicine and equipment here. It's best to go to a big hospital as soon as possible. Otherwise..."

He did not continue.

However, the old man knew very well what he meant.

The old man suddenly turned around and looked at the dense crowd and crowded vehicles below the temple.

He did not let his men carry the little boy down the mountain to drive to a hospital immediately because it would be a waste of time!

He quickly took out his phone and made a call.

"My grandson is sick in Hero Mountain Temple. Send a helicopter over immediately!"

After that, he hung up the phone.

Then, the old man looked at the little boy with concern and concern.

The atmosphere became tense and heavy.

Although the old man did not say anything else, it only made the doctor more nervous and flustered.

He knew the old man's identity very well, and the boy in front of him was the old man's only grandson.

If something were to happen in his hands, the consequences...

Just thinking about it made the doctor's back sweat.

The people in the distance had also noticed the situation.

However, they were being stared at by two burly men. It was as if they were being stared at by two lions, so they did not dare to get close at all.

This gave the doctor enough space to treat him.

However, just as the doctor had said, there was indeed too little medicine and equipment here.

At this moment, the little boy suddenly rolled his eyes upward, and his entire face turned pale.

"Hao'er!" The old man, who would not change his expression even if a mountain were to collapse in front of him, could not help but shout.

Qiu Ziqian, who was standing at the side, felt the same way and shed tears.

Lin Fan, who had not said anything all this time, finally spoke, "I can save him!"