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Chapter 2 Go to the hospital and check your head

Chapter 2 Let’s go to the hospital and have a look at your head

It's not easy to count those who are too close to you by blood. Parents come first, brothers and sisters come second, and there are not many other restrictions.

However, for a Feng Shui metaphysician of Tang Jin's level, facial recognition and palm reading are enough for relatives.

Tang Jin frowned, and his soft little voice was filled with worry, "Dad, your business has been going bad recently and you are always getting angry with your subordinates. An old man at home is sick, it should be my grandfather? This is why you took me back...

…”

Grandpa's condition may be gradually getting worse, so I was thinking about seeing her.

Tang Chuang had a meal.

From meeting him to picking him up, Tang Jin was different from other people's five-year-old cubs. He didn't cry or fuss, and he had super receptive abilities.

I just followed him without any explanation, leaving him speechless.

If she recognized him, it could be because Taoist Qingshan showed her a photo. Then Taoist Qingshan didn't know that the old man was sick. How did she know?

Then Xiao Nai Jin raised her head and took it seriously.

"Dad, you can't be angry now. The roots of the mountain are broken and the disease is in the head. I will accompany you to the hospital to have your head checked tomorrow."

Tang Chuang:???

"You can't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment."

It's a bit mysterious.

Tang Chuang didn't want to believe it.

But it is true that the Tang family has had some bad luck recently.

The old man fell down and was not in good spirits. There were also some problems with the Tang family's project. Everyone in the family was busy with their own affairs. It was true that he had not had a physical examination for a while. If he thought about it carefully, it was true that occasionally

There will be dizziness.

But it was very minor, so he didn't take it seriously. He just thought that he was getting older and could not endure it as well as when he was young.

It can't really be...

Tang Chuang thought for a little long.

Xiao Naijin took his hand, patted it gently, met his eyes, and encouraged him: "Dad, don't be afraid, be brave, you are a man!"

Not necessary.

Before she could say anything, she tilted her head: "Do you want an encouraging kiss?"

Tang Chuang: "...cough."

***

The other end.

Tang family's old house.

It's daybreak. The old man celebrated his seventy-fifth birthday some time ago. At that time, the Tang family's work was either finished in advance or postponed. They are busy now.

The old man has been taking good care of him since he fell. It's too early and he hasn't woken up yet.

In the living room, Tang Micheng, the youngest son of the second-fang family, is playing games. He is nine years old this year and has been raised by his family to be fair and fat. He has a rare break from elementary school and has made an appointment with his classmates to go to the game arcade with him.

Sitting on the sofa was his cousin Wei Yihan. Ever since Tang Jin was taken away, the second wife's daughter-in-law had brought her niece over to appease the emotions of the younger brothers who had been taken away.

Although she does not live directly in the Tang family, she obviously regards herself as half a Tang family member.

Wearing a chiffon gauze skirt and a slender waist, the fourteen-year-old girl has already learned how to make up and dress up. With a smile on her lips, she seemed to say unintentionally, "Uncle seems to be taking sister Tang Jin home today?"

"Take it with you." Tang Micheng held the handle and snorted, "I won't pay attention to her anyway."

His mother had told him a long time ago that this sister came back to snatch his things from his grandfather.

Let him welcome Tang Jin, don't even think about it.

"My sister Jinjin is also very pitiful. She was sent to that remote country place because she was weak and sick when she was a child. Now she has changed a lot. She just came down from the mountain and has no vision. She will be laughed at by the children when she gets to the kindergarten. You are my brother.

, you have to let your sister."

"Why should I let her go? Am I the one who forced her to go to the Taoist temple?"

Wei Yihan smiled softly, "Okay, okay, I won't tell you these troubles. I have to go out. There is a class reunion tonight, so I won't come over. I will bring you a cake tomorrow."

"good."

This trick worked very well for Tang Micheng. He turned around to respond, but he saw Wei Yihan had just walked to the door, and a shining "light bulb" poked out of the door!

Wei Yihan was also stunned. He saw the little bald head first and then met Tang Chuang's gaze.

With her shiny little bald head and rustic Taoist priest attire, she couldn't help but reveal a trace of ridicule in her eyes. She lowered her eyes and converged before speaking with a smile, "Uncle, is this Sister Jinjin?"

Tang Jin heard the sound and raised his little head. His beautiful cat pupils and curled eyelashes had inherited all the advantages of his parents. Although he was being led away, he raised his head and yawned, obviously feeling sleepy.

The two looked at each other, and Tang Jin blinked.

Tang Chuang was usually busy and had a bad temper. He had never interacted with Wei Yihan and didn't reply. He just knelt down, picked up the sleepy little yawning kid in his arms and walked inside.

Her soft little hands hugged his neck, her little head rested on the crook of his neck, and she spoke only when she was far away.

"Dad, try to walk around her from now on."

Tang Jin can recognize people by their faces, but if others don't come to provoke them, she has no intention of saying anything in front of others. That face is a bit dangerous, but the cause and effect are determined by fate. She reminds her that if she can avoid it, she has to

Rely on yourself.

"She has a broad forehead, plump and popular people, moles on the corners of her lips, is good at cooking, and has a lot of charm. She has extremely slanted eyebrows and eyes, and her marriage is uncertain. She has to step on the nobles to get promoted step by step. Dad, be smart, we won't do it.

That noble man."

I didn't sleep well on the plane. The little girl yawned and made milky sounds.

That little voice made people's hearts melt.

The kid's words were quite mysterious. Tang Chuang was doubtful because of part of what she said, but when he heard this, he didn't say it out loud, but he remembered it in his heart.

"Okay, go to sleep. When I wake up, I will take you to see your grandpa."

The little girl responded softly, already drowsy.

Passing by the living room, Tang Micheng was still playing games. He had been spoiled to the point of being lawless. Tang Chuang rarely saw him. When he saw the little light bulb in Tang Chuang's arms, Tang Micheng didn't even look back. He didn't want to see him.

Tang Chuang hugged Tang Jin and walked directly towards the bedroom, but heard Tang Jin continue to murmur,

"Dad, was that big porcelain vase in the middle of the living room just put up recently?"

It was given to me on the old man's birthday two months ago by a Feng Shui master who was highly sought after by many people. The old man also trusted him very much, so he put it in accordance with the Feng Shui master's request.

"Is there a problem?"

Tang Chuang raised his eyebrows.

If my little daughter really has some attainments in metaphysics and can see a little bit of it, then that Feng Shui master...

"The location is good and the things are right, but the time is wrong to keep them in the house. There are bad things in the house that make grandpa sick, and they are also kept in the house. Grandpa's illness has not been good. It is best to have people move them.

North window.”

His big eyes were closed, and he spoke slowly and in a low voice.

Tang Chuangben couldn't help but smile softly as he looked at his always serious and impatient face.

That's all, just play games with your little daughter.

Tang Chuang arranged for someone to remove the large porcelain vase in the living room, and carried Tang Jin back to the room to rest.

The little one lay softly on the bed and turned over. Tang Chuang wanted to carry her further inside, but he heard her murmuring in her sleep: "I have to take dad to the hospital - to the hospital."

Look at the head."
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