I just want to save people quietly

Chapter 29 Not a Boyfriend

In front of a villa, Zhang Lan stopped the car and took Zhao Yifan out of the Audi.

When he came to the door, Zhang Lan hurriedly rang the doorbell.

"Who is it!" Soon, there was an answering voice.

After the door was opened, a very kind-looking middle-aged woman came out. After seeing Zhang Lan, her face was overjoyed.

"It turns out that Xiaolan is here, please come in." The middle-aged woman said enthusiastically.

"Come with me." Zhang Lan was not polite, called Zhao Yifan, and walked in with the middle-aged woman.

When the middle-aged woman saw Zhao Yifan behind Zhang Lan, she was slightly taken aback, and her expression became weird.

"Aunt Hong, is Uncle at home?" Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Zhang Lan looked around and asked quickly.

The middle-aged woman said with a smile. "He! He's reading in the study on the second floor!"

"It's great that uncle is at home." Zhang Lan said to Zhao Yifan with a happy face. "You wait for me here."

After speaking, Zhang Lan hurriedly ran to the second floor.

"You are Xiaolan's friend." After Zhang Lan left, the middle-aged woman hurriedly sat across from Zhao Yifan, took a serious look at Zhao Yifan, and asked curiously.

"That's right!" Zhao Yifan said flatly.

"Really?" Hearing Zhao Yifan's answer, the smile on the middle-aged woman's face became even stronger. "From childhood to adulthood, this is the first time I saw Xiaolan bringing friends back."

"The relationship between you must be very good!"

To be honest, Zhao Yifan and Zhang Lan are not familiar with each other, they have only met each other twice, so they are barely friends.

It doesn't matter, it's out of the question.

"Generally, we are just ordinary friends." Zhao Yifan said with a wry smile.

"Are they really just ordinary friends?" The middle-aged woman didn't really believe what Zhao Yifan said, and said with a suspicious look. "If it's just an ordinary friend, why would Xiaolan bring you home."

"As far as I know, Xiaolan has very few friends, let alone male friends."

"Xiao Lan is willing to bring you home, so Xiao Lan must value you very much."

"Tell auntie honestly whether you are Xiaolan's boyfriend."

Boy friend?
This span is too big.

"Auntie, we are really just ordinary friends." Fearing that the middle-aged woman might misunderstand, Zhao Yifan quickly explained. "I'm a doctor. Zhang Lan invited me here, probably to help her see a doctor."

doctor?

The middle-aged woman was taken aback for a moment, then after thinking about it, she understood.

"Sorry, it seems I really misunderstood." The middle-aged woman said with a smile.

"What are you guys talking about! We had such a happy chat." At this time, Zhang Lan came down from the second floor, just in time to hear the middle-aged woman laughing, and asked curiously.

"Nothing?" The middle-aged woman gave Zhang Lan a blank look and complained. "Bringing a man back suddenly, I thought it was your boyfriend, but I didn't expect to have an oolong."

"You are old and young, and you will bring a boyfriend back anytime, let us check for you."

"Aunt Hong, what are you talking about!" Zhang Lan blushed and complained. "If you are like this, I won't come to see you in the future."

After speaking, Zhang Lan quickly pulled Zhao Yifan and walked to the second floor.

"Hey! What a nice young man, how wonderful it would be to be Xiaolan's boyfriend." Looking at the backs of Zhang Lan and Zhao Yifan, the middle-aged woman showed a look of regret.

Then, I went to the kitchen to get busy.

"Aunt Hong is outspoken. Don't pay attention to what you said just now." After reaching the second floor, Zhang Lan's mood also stabilized. She didn't know what Aunt Hong said just now. She was afraid that Zhao Yifan might misunderstand, so she hurriedly said to Zhao Yifan.

"Don't worry, I won't care." Zhao Yifan said lightly.

He glanced at Zhao Yifan weakly, seeing that Zhao Yifan was very calm, as if he didn't care about what happened just now, so he was relieved.

Cleared his throat and said. "This time, I want to ask you to see Uncle Kong."

"If you can cure Uncle Kong's illness, I can believe that you are a doctor."

"Please lead the way." Zhao Yifan said without saying anything.

"Come with me." After saying that, Zhang Lan led Zhao Yifan into the study.

In the study room, a middle-aged man was concentrating on reading a book. When he heard someone walk in, he raised his head.

"You are the miracle doctor Zhao invited by Xiaolan! Please sit down." After seeing Zhao Yifan behind Zhang Lan, the middle-aged man said enthusiastically.

"This is my uncle Kong Jie." Zhang Lan quickly introduced Zhao Yifan. "You must show it to my uncle. If you don't look well, you will know the consequences."

"Xiao Lan, don't talk nonsense." After hearing Zhang Lan's words, Kong Jie glanced at Zhang Lan full of reproach, and then said to Zhao Yifan very politely. "Please don't be as knowledgeable as Xiaolan."

"I have been sick for more than ten years. I don't know how many famous doctors have been invited, but they are helpless."

"Even if it can't be cured, it's okay, don't have any psychological burden."

"Uncle." Being blamed by Kong Jie made Zhang Lan feel very shameless, walked to Kong Jie's side, hugged Kong Jie's arm, and acted coquettishly.

"Okay, it's my fault." Kong Jie had nothing to do with Zhang Lan, so he smiled wryly and said. "It made Miracle Doctor Zhao laugh."

Zhao Yifan on the side was taken aback, he didn't expect such a strong Zhang Lan to have the side of a little girl, which is really surprising.

If those security guards see it, I don't know how to feel.

"Can I stretch out your wrist?" Zhao Yifan cleared his throat and said to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhao Yifan again, then stretched out his wrist.

Zhao Yifan put his finger on the middle-aged man's wrist, but felt the pulse of the middle-aged man.

"cough cough"

At this time, the middle-aged man suddenly coughed.

"Uncle, why are you coughing again?" Zhang Lan quickly patted the middle-aged man on the back and said worriedly.

"It's okay, it's an old problem." After coughing, the middle-aged man's face turned pale instantly, looking at Zhang Lan in front of him, he said with a smile.

"How is it? What's wrong with my uncle? Can you cure it?" Zhang Lan asked quickly after Zhao Yifan withdrew his finger.

"It can be cured, but it's a little troublesome." After pondering for a while, Zhao Yifan said. "If I'm not wrong, there should be a problem with the lungs. Coupled with the overwork, it's almost turning into tuberculosis."

"If you take care of it now, it will be cured in a month."

Sure enough, Zhao Yifan had a solution, but Zhang Lan was very happy. It seems that Zhao Yifan came to find the right one.

It's good to have hope, so that uncle doesn't need to suffer.

"What are you waiting for, treat my uncle quickly." Zhang Lan hurriedly urged.

(End of this chapter)