Chapter 103

He Chaoxian's eyes widened, he stood up suddenly and looked at He Mingshan nervously.

Although his father was still asleep, his face, which had turned almost blue before, actually became a little redder.

“Is there really hope?”

He Chaoxian's voice was trembling and the noise was too loud, which startled Old Mrs. He, who had just left the room and had not yet closed the door, and she returned.

"Chaoxian, what's wrong? Could it be that your father..."

The old lady burst into tears before she finished speaking.

The couple has been deeply in love for decades, and He Mingshan has always been the pillar of the family.

In recent years, for some reasons, in order to keep a low profile and avoid trouble, almost all of their sons and daughters have been sent out to other places. Not to mention climbing up the career ladder, Chao Xian was about to be promoted, but he gave up his position cruelly and became a nominal vagrant...

Many people laughed at the He family, but the old man was not panicked at all. With him in charge, the family had a pillar of support even if they were separated.

If the old man is gone, the He family will only fall apart faster.

"No, Mom, look carefully, Dad looks better."

He Chaoxian leaned on his mother's shoulders to comfort her, but his eyes never left He Mingshan.

Hearing this, Mrs. He stopped crying, rubbed her eyes, and went over to take a closer look.

She is old and her eyesight is not very good, so she can't see clearly from a distance.

"This... this..."

When I saw that He Mingshan's complexion had indeed improved.

"Chaoxian, what's going on? What kind of magic medicine did you get?"

The old lady lowered her voice. She couldn't speak in a superstitious way now.

"It's not the medicine, but the person who sold me a red rope last time and saved the lives of all the people in our car asked for my dad's photo..."

He Chaoxian gave a brief explanation, and the old lady's expression became gradually solemn.

"Chaoxian, this matter cannot be spread out, not even to your brothers and sisters, and especially not to your friend's son."

This is more than just feudal superstition.

Anyone who can do this remotely is definitely a true master.

This kind of person must not be offended!

If it gets out, it will cause trouble to the master, and might even offend the master.

"By the way, you can't say too much to the people on your side except for your closest confidants."

"Don't worry, Mom, I know the severity of the situation."

The two of them stared at He Mingshan.

Although the intermediate disease-curing talisman has slowed down the speed like the low-level disease-curing talisman, instead of curing people immediately, but if you observe carefully, you can still feel the change very clearly.

In just half an hour, He Mingshan's complexion had become completely rosy.

This was because his exhaustion was quite serious. If it were not for a different disease, he would have regained consciousness long ago.

He Chaoxian thought that Zhang Lin was still waiting in the black market, so he did not dare to delay and immediately returned to the study.

Although there was a telephone at home, it was a military line, so he didn't dare to say too much.

After contacting there, he asked Ergou to hand over 10,000 yuan to Zhang Lin.

"Mr. He, don't worry. Wait until Mr. He wakes up."

Zhang Lin was not afraid at all that He Chaoxian would default on his debt.

He Chaoxian must have deified her by now, which can be heard from his increasingly respectful tone and attitude.

"No, although my father hasn't woken up yet, he looks much better, which proves that Mr. Wang's method is effective."

He Chaoxian's way of addressing Zhang Lin has changed from Brother Wang to Mr. Wang.

Zhang Lin did not refute. He had originally decided to abandon Wang Da's identity. Now it seemed that he could treat Wang Da as a special avatar. With the He family as a first step, he might be able to accumulate connections quickly.

"Okay, I'll come to the black market in five days. If you have any questions, you can ask someone to contact me."

Zhang Lin took the inconspicuous black cloth bag containing the money and carried it casually as if he was carrying a bag of potatoes and sweet potatoes, which made Ergou's eyelids twitch.

As expected, he is the mysterious master. Ten thousand dollars, but his hands didn’t even shake at all, as if he didn’t care at all.

That's right, Mr. Wang used to come to the black market to sell rare goods. Maybe he has already made more than this much money.

Ergou's eyes lit up and he looked at Zhang Lin as if he were a god.

Fortunately, he has always been good at holding this thigh. This is a miracle man who can cure even seriously ill patients with multiple organ failure who have been given up on treatment by all major hospitals just by looking at the photo!

It seems that Mr. Wang has already helped Mr. He perform a spell before, but he just needs to look at his face to fully trigger the spell...

Not only Ergou was thinking this in his mind, even He Chaoxian and Old Lady He thought so.

Don’t the real masters focus on face reading?

It is definitely necessary to see the old man's face for the ritual performed by Mr. Wang to be effective.

"No wonder. I've asked people to keep an eye on Mr. Wang's whereabouts after he left the black market before, but no one has ever been able to follow him out of the alley. How could someone as capable as Mr. Wang be followed?"

"You are so brave to have someone follow the Master!"

Old Mrs. He looked at He Chaoxian in surprise.

"How could that be possible, Mom? You don't know my character. I definitely didn't send anyone to follow you. I just kept an eye on those who wanted to rob me."

"That's good. You must not offend Mr. Wang. Even if your father is not well, you are capable enough to make him so much better."

"Chaoxian, look, is your father's hand moving?"

“It really moved!”

"dad!"

"Old man, can you hear us?"

Old Mrs. He burst into tears again. She was so excited that she wiped her tears while holding He Mingshan's hand.

"Hmm...water!"

He Mingshan felt his throat was so dry it was about to burst into flames.

"Water, quick, Chaoxian, water!"

"Here I am, Dad. I'll help you up."

Seeing He Mingshan’s eyes wide open, He Chaoxian felt that his ten thousand yuan was well spent.

He Mingshan gulped down half a glass of water, then looked at his wife and son blankly.

He Chaoxian immediately told everyone everything, including Zhang Lin's guess about the male protagonist.

The more He Mingshan listened, the more his brows furrowed.

"nice."

He Mingshan was thoughtful, "It seems that since your friend's son came to live in our house, we have been doing bad things all the time..."

More than a year had passed. Their old lady had been hit by a car when she went out a year ago and had to recuperate for several months. The old man of the old house didn’t know if it had anything to do with him, but last time, when Chao Xian was escorting the goods back, he almost lost everything and his entire team was wiped out. Less than two months later, he suddenly fell ill and there was no cure...

"What a curse!"

A cold light flashed in He Mingshan's eyes, and he had murderous intentions towards Qin Mubai.

"Dad, you have a special status. Don't act rashly now. It's not good to make a fuss. Send him out first and then arrange a place for him."

He Chaoxian saw what his father was thinking and hurriedly stopped him.

Qin Mubai is so weird and has such amazing luck, so it's better not to confront him head-on for the time being.

The He family cannot withstand the turmoil for the time being.

He Mingshan's spirit and energy were all exhausted.