After hearing this, Lin Jiaxin's voice became excited: "Father."

When Lin Huaijiang heard the sound, he glanced at Lin Jiaxin, then waved his movable hand twice, and then nodded to him, meaning: Don't worry, I'm fine.

Seeing this scene, Lin Jiaxin's heart felt like a big stone had fallen to the ground, and he felt mixed emotions and felt uncomfortable. Yes, his father was already over eighty years old. Today's illness should be treated as a serious illness.

The moment he got the call from the nanny, he was so frightened that even a person like him in the city couldn't help but almost fell down on his chair. Then he rushed back from the capital without stopping, and saw that his father couldn't move.

, how could he, a son, not feel distressed when he was speechless.

However, his identity did not allow him not to hold back, and he suppressed the panic in his heart until now.

At this time, he finally couldn't hold it any longer, so after seeing his father's signal to him, he turned around and walked out of the bedroom, walked to the corridor window, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but he was fumbling all over.

After a while, he couldn't find the lighter. He just held the unlit cigarette in his mouth, took off his glasses, wiped the tears from his eyes, then looked out the window, and took a deep breath.

At this time, Qin Songbai also walked out of the bedroom and saw Lin Jiaxin by the window. He was standing there with his hands on his waist adjusting his emotions.

Qin Songbai walked over, first patted Lin Jiaxin on the shoulder, and then said: "It's okay if there is no danger. Old man, you will inevitably have some health problems, so don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Then he took out a lighter and lit it. Lin Jiaxin held the cigarette and leaned forward to light it. Then he patted Qin Songbai's arm and said, "Songbai, thank you."

Qin Songbai smiled, then lit a cigarette himself, and after exhaling a cloud of smoke, he did not speak anymore, but just shook his head.

Then I saw two men like them. There were no unnecessary words or polite greetings. They just stood by the window, saying nothing, smoking the cigarette one after another.

After that, the vice-dean also boiled the medicine and brought it over. Lin Jiaxin fed his father with his own hands and drank it. After drinking the medicine, Lin Huaijiang fell into a deep sleep.

Everyone also walked out of the bedroom and went back to the living room on the first floor. After drinking a cup of tea with the doctors, Lin Jiaxin said a few words of thanks and said goodbye to everyone.ωωw..net

At this time, only Ye Bianzhou, Qin Songbai, Lin Jiaxin and Ling You were left in the living room.

Only then did Lin Jiaxin smile and say: "Xiao Ling, thank you for your hard work today."

Ling You hurriedly said: "Mr. Lin, you're too polite. It's just a doctor's duty. Besides, there is Mr. Ye here today. I'm just doing my own thing."

However, Lin Jiaxin chuckled and said: "Well, you are young and not arrogant or impetuous, which is very good, but there is no need to belittle yourself. Mr. Ye also approves of your medical skills."

At this time, Ye Bianzhou asked what he had wanted to ask just now, and then said: "Little friend Ling, I still don't know who your master is, or where you graduated, and who is your mentor?"

Ling You then said: "To answer your old question, I graduated from Capital Medical College in Beijing, and my mentor is Academician Jiang Yunshui."

Hearing this, Mr. Ye thought about it in his mind first, and then remembered who Jiang Yunshui was, he pointed at Ling You and said with a smile: "You are dishonest, Jiang Yunshui is a Western medicine doctor, and what I asked you is yours."

Who is the father of Chinese medicine?”

Ling You actually had nothing he couldn't say, except that his grandfather had been wronged and left the Health Bureau. He didn't want to mention his master too much in front of the people in the Health Bureau, so he showed an embarrassed look.

At this time, after Ye Bianzhou saw Ling You's expression, he asked again: "You don't want to say it?"

Ling You still couldn't speak, he opened his mouth and closed it again.

Lin Jiaxin and Qin Songbai, who were watching from the side, were also a little curious. They didn't know why Ling You didn't tell who his master was.

At this time, Ye Bianzhou said: "Then I ask you this, and I hope you can answer me."

Ling You was startled when he heard this, and then heard Ye Bianzhou say: "Who are you, Lin Yuan?"

Hearing the name Lin Yuan, Ling You instantly heard a "boom" in his head. He had not heard this name for a long time. It could also be said that this name was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

But he was also curious about how Ye Bianzhou knew the connection between himself and his grandfather.

So after a long while, Ling You slowly said: "It's...my grandfather."

Ye Bianzhou patted his thigh when he heard this: "As expected."

Ling You also became curious and asked, "Do you know my grandfather?"

Ye Bianzhou sighed and said, "I'm still half of his master, but he didn't become a disciple."

Ling You didn't expect that Ye Bianzhou and his grandfather actually had such a relationship, and he was extremely surprised by this sentence.

So he asked: "Then how did you determine that there is a connection between me and my grandfather?"

Ye Bianzhou glanced at the belt around Ling You's waist, and then said: "After you gave the nine needles just now, I have a good idea."

Then he paused and continued: "I remember I told you at the beginning that you were the second talented Chinese medicine practitioner I have seen in my medical career. The first one was your grandfather, Lin Yuan."

Ling You looked at Ye Bianzhou and couldn't help but feel longing for his grandfather.

Ye Bianzhou also remembered a lot of past events, with mixed feelings in his heart. Then he looked at Ling You with some choking and asked: "In so many years, he has never said that he has visited me once. I have resented him for this for nearly thirty years."

Years, but I have also been thinking about him for nearly thirty years, and there has been no news. This boy is too stubborn."

But then he asked urgently: "Where is your grandfather now? How is his health? Now that he is considered, he is already in his seventies."

After hearing this, Ling You felt sad for a while, and then he said: "My grandfather has passed away for more than three years."

When the news came out, Ye Bianzhou's expression changed at first and he didn't say anything for a long time. After sighing, he shook his head: "It's fate. Maybe we, the two of us, are not destined to meet again."

At this time, Qin Songbai probably understood the relationship between Ye Bianzhou and Ling You, and then persuaded him: "Mr. Ye, didn't Ling You meet you today? I think Mr. Ling's spirit in heaven must also be concerned about you.

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Lin Jiaxin also nodded: "Yes, this is not the continuation of another kind of fate."
Chapter completed!