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After doing all this, he suddenly felt that the world was still very beautiful, and he was the only grandson who couldn't be killed.

"Xiao Wu, what are you looking for me for?"

The old man casually folded the calligraphy on the side twice and threw it into the trash can.

Xie Wu blinked, not quite understanding what happened to the old man, he could only attribute it to his old age and eccentric temper.

"Oh, so it is."

Xie Wudao: "I went to Villa s-007 of Haitian Manor today?"

Hearing this, the old man frowned.

"Where are you going?"

Seeing that the old man was a little angry, Xie Wu quickly explained: "I didn't go privately, someone invited me in, and the Zhang family may have returned."

"The Zhang family? Hades Zhang?!!"

The old man was also surprised: "Are you sure?"

"I'm not sure, but that person's surname is indeed Zhang, Zhang Qian." Xie Wu said.

"Zhang Qian?" The old man said the name again, and then said: "Whether it is or not, you have to try it, your sister-in-law's illness can't be delayed any longer."

"Well, take me there later, let's go see him."

Xie Wu's sister-in-law suffered from a strange disease two years ago, and she has been bedridden since then, and her body has gradually disappeared. The Xie family has sought many famous doctors over the years, but there has been no improvement.

"Grandpa, you want to go in person?" Xie Wu was taken aback.

"Even if he is the Zhang family, he is not Yan Wang Zhang, so there is no need."

But the old man put on a straight face and said: "We can't let others think that we are negligent, and we have demands from others, so we must let him feel our sincerity."

"Then do you want to tell my dad and uncle about this?"

Xie Wu was a little worried about the old man's health.

But the old man was already blowing his beard and staring: "What are you talking about, where do I go, do I still need their consent? I know my body well."

"Go now."

Seeing that the old man was so persistent, Xie Wu had no choice but to give up.

"That's fine."

He drove the car and took the old man towards Haitian Manor.

On the way, the old man kept asking Xie Wu about Zhang Qian.

Ten years ago, in Yanjing, there was a genius doctor named Zhang who was born in the sky. He was known as Yan Wang Zhang.

At that time, I didn't know how many important figures had received his kindness.

The house of s-007 was given to him by those big shots.

But later, that genius doctor suddenly disappeared for some reason, leaving only a message saying that he had gone wandering around.

It's a pity for everyone. Over the years, people have often been sent to the villa to clean it, and by the way, to see if the person has returned, but there has been no news.

After the two of them arrived.

Zhang Qian opened the door and frowned when he saw Xie Wu outside.

His eyes swept to the old man standing beside him, and his mood became even worse.

"Is this moving the old one over?"

Zhang Qian felt that Xie Wu was too petty, but he had already let both of them in, and sent them away in a good manner.

As a result, less than two hours had passed before the old man came to the door.

Didn't it just win Cheng Qiaoqiao once, didn't it just show your face, as for it.

Zhang Qian's face drooped all of a sudden.

After Mr. Xie saw Zhang Qian, his face was full of kind smiles, he looked Zhang Qian up and down, and he was quite satisfied.

Fortunately, he is a descendant of Zhang Miracle Physician, his appearance and demeanor are no worse than Xie Wu's.

"You are Zhang Qian, right? I am..."

"I don't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense." Zhang Qian said, and slammed the door shut.

The smile on Mr. Xie's face froze, and his outstretched hand hovered in mid-air.

Xie Wu was terrified.

There is really no one in Yanjing who dares to shut the old man's door.

He subconsciously looked at the old man, the old man's face was already so dark, and his chest heaved even more.

"Grandpa, why don't I try?"

The old man didn't speak.

Seeing this, Xie Wu stepped forward to knock on the door with anxiety.

Zhang Qian heard it, but Zhang Qian didn't drive it.

He still feels that Xie Wu must be looking for trouble, since he is looking for trouble, why should he bother.

It's better to go to sleep than to talk to these people.

then……

Three hours later, Mr. Xie's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Xie Wu was about to cry.

He felt that the one standing beside him was not his grandfather at all, but a dynamite package that could explode at any moment.

And Zhang Qian, who had slept for three hours, stretched comfortably, yawned and walked to the door. He wanted to see if the two had left.

When he opened the door, he was taken aback when he saw two people standing outside the door.

"You haven't left yet?"