In Guo Zhenlong's eyes.

6 Yunxiao saved his father, right?

But his energy was far from that of Mr. Zuo Songhara.

And he is too young to convince people at all.

Only the lunatic, the second child, would be so respectful to him.

It was astonishing as the two brothers were about to continue arguing again.

Guo Bei coughed twice: "Don't say anything anymore.

Is it meaningful to quarrel?

Hurry up and call Mr. Zuo Songyuan and I apologize to him.

He should be selling me a favor.

As long as you don’t go to Jingzhou to say bad things, others will not target us.”

"Yes, my father, I will call Mr. Zuo Songyuan now."

Guo Zhenlong said as he took out his cell phone.

However, no matter how he calls, no one can get through.

"Dialo with my number."

Guobei Road.

Guo Zhenlong picked up his father's cell phone and called.

"Hey, Guo Zhenlong, are you finished?"

Zuo Wenzheng's impatient voice came: "Don't think that if it was your father's phone call, we would accept your apology.

Impossible!

Your Guo family is too much and rude.

Don't beat us anymore, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!"

The tone was full of threat.

"Let me say it."

Guo Bei took his cell phone: "Hey, I'm Guo Bei."

The other party suddenly fell silent.

Then there was a sneer: "Guo Zhenlong, you are not crazy, right?

Like your brother, two crazy people!

I really thought that if you took your father's cell phone, you could pretend to be your father.

You are so ridiculous!

He is so old, he looks like an idiot.

I suggest you go see a doctor, it is best to see a psychiatrist..."

She kept scolding her mouth.

It's like a machine gun.

Guo Bei was a little helpless and finally interjected: "Miss Wen Zheng, let your grandpa answer the phone, he can hear my voice."

"Hmph, who has the heart to mess with you?"

Zuo Wenzheng sneered, but still gave her phone to her grandfather.

"Hello."

Zuo Songyuan's hoarse voice came.

Guo Bei hurriedly said, "Mr. Zuo, it's me, Guo Bei."

"impossible!"

Zuo Songyuan screamed excitedly.

I can hear this sound very clearly, it is Guo Bei.

But Guo Bei was obviously sick like that, how could he wake up and speak?

Zuo Songhara could not believe it at all.

On this side, Guo Bei waited for him to calm down and said, "Mr. Zuo, it's me, I've woken up.

My body has been much more relaxed, and Mr. 6 has excreted all the toxins in my body.

Yes, yes, that young man.

Mr. Zuo, what I said is true.

If you don’t believe it, you can come and see what I, Guo Bei, are in now.”

"Nothing nonsense, nothing nonsense, how is it possible!

The body mechanism has obviously shrunk, so I can only rely on external objects to hold my life.

How could I wake up so quickly?

Even if Hua Tuo is alive, it is impossible!”

Zuo Matsuhara screamed.

This kind of thing that breaks medical common sense almost broke his belief for decades.

He doesn't want to believe it.

But the doubts in his heart were not resolved, and he couldn't eat.

So he ordered his granddaughter to turn the front of the car and return to Guo Zhenlong's house!

Actually, it didn't go much far.

After a while, he came to Guo Zhenlong's house.

Guo Zhenlong was already waiting below.

"Guo Zhenlong, you'd better not be lying to us, or let us waste time back and forth, and I will never end up with you!"

Zuo Wenzheng shouted harshly.

Guo Zhenlong quickly shook his head: "No, my father really woke up, he was very energetic and had a clear mind.

It's like I've never had any illness.

Now you just need to recuperate well and you can recover.

I won’t invite Mr. Zuo to come here, and I will help you see how to help my father condition it.”

"Really wake up? Impossible!"

Zuo Songyuan continued to repeat this sentence.

The walking speed becomes extremely fast.

Finally arrived at the doorstep.

Open the door.

"Mr. Zuo, you are here. I forgive me for not recovering from my condition. I cannot give you a gift."

Guo Bei sat on the sand and bowed his hand.

Zuo Songyuan glared suddenly, almost glaring out his eyes.

He walked a few quick steps and came to Guo Bei.

"Really wake up? Impossible!"

This is another sentence.

Guo Zhenlong was a little impatient when he heard it.

My dad was sitting in front of you, and you still muttered that nonsense, is it meaningful?

"Let me take my pulse."

Zuo Songyuan held Guo Bei's wrist without saying a word.

After a moment.

He was extremely shocked: "The pulse is gentle and powerful...

It’s impossible, this is not a pulse of the first recovery from a serious illness!

Moreover, your pulse was so chaotic before, how could you recover to a normal person all at once?

Impossible, how could it be possible?”
To be continued...