Villain: Confessing That You Refused Me To Leave, Why Are You Crying?

On the sixth floor of Home and International Hospital, there is a special needs ward with a separate area of 200 square meters.

As soon as you enter the living room, there is a leather sofa and wall TV, and there is a separate study room and a spacious shower room.

A silver-haired and spirited old man stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at the young man not far away with a slightly age-spotted face.

"Whew..." Zhang Fan retracted his steps, and his open arms slowly came together towards his chest, gradually becoming one.

"Old man Guan," Zhang Fan finished playing, walked to the bed with a smile, and said, "What do you think of my exercise method?"

"Simple and simple, hugging Yuan Shouzhong," Guan Fuqing muttered slowly, "Compared to Taijiquan, it is as strong as Eight Duan Jinshui Rou, and it seems to be skillfully integrated with this heaven and earth and this nature."

Zhang Xiaoyou's set of physical training methods has already entered the realm, and there is a faint sense of returning to the basics. "

Hehe, that's for sure!" Seeing that Guan Fuqing was so highly praised for the set of "Yellow Emperor Outer Canon - Body Refining Chapter" that he had just performed, Zhang Fan said with a smile on his face and was very proud, "This set of exercise methods is much better than those things, and daily practice can not only strengthen the body."

"It can also allow you to live longer and live a hundred years."

Guan Fuqing's age-spotted face was filled with joy, not because of Zhang Fan's last sentence "live a hundred years or something", compared to that ethereal thing, he was more interested in the exercise method itself that had never appeared.

It belongs to see the hunter happy.

"Old man, you originally had a good body, and the sudden evil illness two days ago was only under the change of climate, and when the body's immunity was weak at that time, you would faint on the street," Zhang Fan said eloquently, with unparalleled confidence on his face, "If I had been next to me at that time, I would have completely saved you with just a small needle, and I wouldn't have woken up after you went to the hospital." Guan

Fuqing by the bed heard Zhang Fan's words, smiled and said nothing, and then walked to the middle of the ward and started the exercise method that Zhang Fan had just taught him.

Although Guan Fuqing is old, his physical fitness is very good, and he fights with full posture, faintly having some essence of Zhang Fan just now.

Zhang Fan saw that Guan Fuqing in the middle of the ward was playing more and more smoothly, and there was also joy in those eyes, and he nodded secretly, knowing that he had not wasted the method in the "Yellow Emperor's Foreign Canon" this time.

Out of the corner of his eye, Zhang Fan glanced at the pile of exquisite gift boxes and various supplements in the ward that had just come to visit the official and had not yet had time to pack up.

Thinking of the group of dignitaries who came to visit Guan Fuqing just now, and seeing that the old man of the official valued him very much, the eyes of the group of people who were richly dressed and imposing immediately looked at him differently.

Recalling the envy in the eyes of those people and the secret praise in their words, Zhang Fan's heart was hot.

You must know that you can still enter the ward to visit, and the people personally received by Guan Fuqing are not ordinary dignitaries, and those ordinary people do not even have the opportunity to enter this ward.

"Zhang Xiaoyou, how do you think I played?" Guan Fuqing slowly retracted, stood up, turned his head and asked.

Zhang Fan returned his gaze, with a smile on his face, raised his hands and clapped up, "Old man, you really practiced this!" Zhang Fan

gave a thumbs up on his right hand and rushed towards Guan Fu Qingbi not far away.

"No, no," Guan Fuqing took out his cloth, wiped the fine sweat from his sideburns, and walked back to the bed, "People are old, not as old as before."

Guan Fuqing, who was leaning on the bed, showed memories in his eyes, and said slowly, "I think when I joined the army, at that time, the army did not have such a scientific and efficient training method as it is now, that is, it all relied on the soldiers' hard work, relying on that iron blood," "

Keep training, if the physical fitness is not good, you will give Lao Tzu to run, to bear the weight, day and night training, if the guns are not good, you will stand in the field with the gun to see and feel,"

If military literacy is not good, you will learn, and rote memorization will also memorize various strategies and terrain for Lao Tzu. "

Hey, at that time, I was also one of the most versatile soldiers in the whole army," the memories on Guan Fuqing's face grew stronger, "At that time, my physical fitness was very good, who knew that one day Lao Wu's old boy had to compete with me in the military competition in front of the whole company, and he fell me in the back.

Guan Fuqing was obviously worried about this matter, but he laughed again, "But Lao Wu is a blind streamer, he doesn't know a few words, haha, there was a big foreign appearance in the military class later."

Guan Fuqing, who was leaning on the bed, laughed heartily for a while, and then gradually came back to his senses, and said to Zhang Fan a little apologetically, "Alas, when people are old, it is easy to recall things when they are young, Zhang Xiaoyou, don't be surprised."

Zhang Fan waved his hand indifferently, and then sat on the seat next to the bed, "It's okay old man, when I live with my master, he always talks to me about his youth, I have long been used to it."

"Besides, what you said is much more interesting than what my master said. Zhang Fan teased with a smile.

"Oh, someone who can teach such an incredible medical skill as Zhang Xiaoyou, your master must also be a strange person, how can I compare with your master. When Guan Fuqing heard Zhang Fan talk about his master, he remembered that he must be a master.

Zhang Fan snorted twice, thinking that his master was a strange fart man, and when he was in the village, he either stole Zhang Da Niang's chicken, or caught a dog to eat, or he went to the widow's house of the village commissary to fool around.

What he usually said to himself is not that he had been in a storm when he was young, how many people begged him could not ask for it, and all the women in the world fell for him, wanting to give him monkey clouds and the like.

At that time, Zhang Fan looked at the master who was reclining on the earthen kang on the opposite side, stretched out his hand to clasp his toes, and his face was full of marijuana seeds and pimples, and hit a silent blow, "Master, you still had monkeys at that time? Every time I saw you go to Widow Li's house in the village commissary, she asked you to turn off the lights first at night..."

Then with a "Little Wang Eight Calves", his master's dirty and smelly cloth shoes slapped on his face.

Zhang Fan, who has lived for six years in that small village where birds don't and have nothing, and such a scruffy and irascible smelly old man, got bored early.

So when his master said that he could leave the village, and then he could leave the village and fool around wherever he wanted, Zhang Fan almost jumped up and kissed the old man opposite, but after seeing his big pimples and snot, he stopped moving.

However, the old man said that he could leave if he wanted, but the first stop must go to Zhonghai, Zhang Fan thought that it was not right, his hometown was in Zhonghai, and then he got up decisively.

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Zhang Fan, who was sitting next to the hospital bed, plucked his ears, picked up the banana on the fruit plate on the bedside table and ate it.

How could he still think of that bad old man, Zhang Fan, who was eating bananas, smacked his lips, and how comfortable his life was now.

Now he is a colleague with Xing Yi, his childhood sweetheart, and the reputation of high medical skills has gradually spread from the mouths of hospital patients, and the official and old man with an extremely prominent background regard himself as a son and nephew.

Zhang Fan pinched the banana peel in his hand, and a rampant smile appeared on his face with his head down.

When he accumulates a certain network with his medical skills, he must make those people pay the price back then!

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