Urban God-Level Tall, Rich And Handsome

Han Xiaoxue was tall and 1.70 meters tall, with a delicate appearance, but this Han Yuanchang...was too thick, unlike Han Xiaoxue at all.

More importantly... such a strong 1.9-meter-old man is actually acting cute.

"By the way, let's take grandpa to the hospital for an examination first."

Seeing his grandfather being carried into the car, Han Yuan thanked him, and hurried to the hospital with Han Xiaoxue in the ambulance car.

Lin Luo didn't keep up either. He has confidence in the system, and the products produced by the system must be high-quality goods.

Since the system says that it can be cured that way, it is natural.

Lin Luo put away the set of silver needles, and sat back in his Sirbell Ultimate and Aero.

Ten minutes later, the car arrived at the hospital, and Mr. Han, the founding father of the country, was sent to the best hospital 203.

Being checked by famous doctors from all over the country.

After checking for nearly half an hour, all famous doctors stared wide-eyed, looking at the picture on the instrument in disbelief.

All indicators are normal, even similar to normal young people, it can be said that they are growing old and strong.

Other indicators are still normal, but this, after all, Mr. Han is the founding father of the country. He has fought in the battlefield for many years, and his body is relatively strong, but he has recovered from hemorrhagic stroke.

Mr. Han's face was flushed at this time, and he was ten times more energetic than before when he was not sick.

Jumping off the hospital bed with bare feet, he didn't look like a person recovering from a serious illness at all, but more like a young man who was free from illness and disaster.

The whole person looks energetic.

The Han family was full of tears, and Mr. Han actually came back from the dead, and his health was even better, even the root cause of hemorrhagic stroke (cedh) was cured.

"Great, Grandpa, your illness is finally cured, you scared me to death..." As soon as Old Man Han came out, Han Xiaoxue jumped over immediately and hugged Old Man Han directly.

"Grandpa, you make me worry about your grandson to death. I beat your chest with a small fist." Han Yuan, who was five big and three thick, held his hand and touched Grandpa Han's chest, and said cutely.

"Huh! Dad, it's too dangerous. You must bring more people with you when you go out in the future, in case such a thing happens again, it will scare your son to death." Governor Han Tian also breathed a sigh of relief and said.

There are also some collateral and direct descendants of the Han family, and Xiaoxue's seven aunts and eight aunts also swarmed up.

This made the doctors who specialized in treating Mr. Han feel dull, but very curious.

Originally, Mr. Han was given the death penalty, saying that Mr. Han's time is running out this time, and he will live for a month or two at most.

This time old man Han went out with Han Xiaoxue because there was not much time left, and old man Han didn't want them to disturb him, so he asked Han Xiaoxue to take old man Han around.

Otherwise, Mr. Han would not be accompanied by countless people that time when he went out, for fear that something would happen to Mr. Han.

Chenguang Hospital in Shanghai is the best hospital in Shanghai, and these doctors are also famous doctors from all over the world. No one knows better than them how difficult it is to survive a hemorrhagic stroke.

Not to mention the complete cure of hemorrhagic stroke.

They have tried even the world's best medical equipment imported from dé country, but Mr. Han's hemorrhagic stroke occurred during a war.

No matter how much they tried to heal them, they couldn't heal them well, but now Mr. Han was radiant, full of energy, standing in front of them alive and kicking.

Walking is like walking on flat ground, without the help of others.

"Han...... Mr. Han's health is all healed......"

"Who can tell me what happened, how is Mr. Han doing well??"

"This.....this does not conform to the scientific basis, how is it possible..."

"Really or not? Is there... a new bloody stroke treatment pill? We don't know about it.

"Or did your American emperor invent some new medicine?"

The experts in the medical field shook their hands, pointing at Mr. Han in disbelief, talking about it, and finally turned their attention to an old man with a beard from the United States.

"I... Oh my God! Miracle, it's a miracle, did God appear and heal Mr. Han?"

A bearded old man from the United States exclaimed in his half-baked Chinese, and then vetoed the Huaxia Brick's statement and shook his head.

"We in the United States don't have this kind of medicine. God must have helped Mr. Han so that Mr. Han can recover."

The Han family next to them have long been upset at their disbelief, Han Yuan said angrily.

"A bunch of waste, what kind of brick family, what do you say that you will die soon, and now you have not been directly cured by my brother-in-law, you still don't believe it, and you still question..."

"Hey, Xiaoyuan, don't be impulsive. You also have to thank these doctors. They have kept me alive for so long. Without them, the old man would have died." Old Man Han said boldly and peacefully.