There might come a day when I mishear.
But you will never be wrong.
Otherwise, the "Heavenly Eye," which can read people's faces and predict their fates, would be removed from the top tier.
Yan Jiu sighed and said, "If it were me two months ago, I might have labeled you two as enemies without even knowing the facts, but now I am the epitome of beauty, kindness, and good temper."
Chen Mohan: "..." Speechless.
The old Chinese medicine doctor tapped Chen Mohan on the head: "How dare you talk to people like that?"
With a "thump".
It was very loud.
This proves that the brain is a good brain.
Chen Mohan covered her head, and no matter how much she wanted to refute, she didn't say anything. She just pursed her lips and retreated behind the old man.
It's clear that the boy listens to the old man.
The old Chinese medicine doctor, Chen, attempted to step forward.
Yan Jiu raised her hand to interrupt, took out her phone to follow the person, and then said, "I'm not here just to hear a story. I want to tell you that when you're about to pass away, you're welcome to place an order here."
The old Chinese medicine doctor, Mr. Chen, looked completely at ease, showing no surprise whatsoever, and even appearing somewhat relaxed.
Chen Mohan, who had a premonition, moved his lips, opened his mouth but ultimately just lowered his head.
As the old Chinese medicine doctor Chen spoke, he tried to bow to Yan Jiu: "In the end, it is my Chen family that has wronged you."
Yan Jiu stopped the person.
She knew who the real villain was, and there was no need to make someone who was half-buried take the blame.
Yan Jiu said cryptically, "There are still a few minutes left, don't waste them on these things."
As he spoke.
Yan Jiu walked out of the small pharmacy.
The grandfather and grandson were left alone.
The old Chinese medicine doctor turned to look at his grandson, who was bowing his head and remaining silent, and placed his hand on Chen Mohan's head.
"After Grandpa passes away, you won't have to be so restricted anymore."
"Do whatever you want, learn whatever you want, but never harm anyone."
"As for your father, if there is a chance, let him come to my grave to atone for his sins with his death; if there is no chance, then forget it."
"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. Live well, don't cry, I can finally close my eyes and meet my ancestors..."
Before he could finish speaking...
That hand hung down forever.
Chen Mohan lowered her head, tears streaming down her face.
He trembled as he caught the withered, emaciated hand of the old Chinese medicine doctor, who had fallen to the ground, and knelt down before the man.
From then on, no one would ever hit him on the head with a pipe again. He had lost his grandfather forever.
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