Medical Unparalleled

Lin Tian stood up abruptly, and smiled strangely at Yu Kaihong. His smile stunned Yu Kaihong first, and he looked at him inexplicably, and said leisurely: "Uncle Yu, now When I'm not talking about this, I have to go and verify it first, and then answer you after I understand everything, okay?"

As soon as these words came out, no one could say more, Yu Kaihong smiled and didn't say anything more.

"Tang Ya, let's go!" Lin Tian rushed out the door impatiently, and said without even looking back.

Tang Ya was not angry, and followed his footsteps. As for Xiao Hei, who stayed behind to take care of Xiao and Xu's safety, the thief was able to get in from such a tightly guarded place, which shows how capable he is. It was very difficult for Lin Tian to explain to Qin Xueqing that he attacked Xiao and Xu's two daughters maliciously.

After leaving the ghost doctor school, Lin Tian ran all the way in a hurry, Tang Ya followed behind, not to be outdone, for fear of being left behind.

Tang Ya's Hummer stopped at the foot of the mountain. Lin Tian, ​​who was running wildly all the way, couldn't help being out of breath even though he was in excellent physical condition. After finally going down the mountain, the two of them went to the country. Lin Tian had time to catch his breath and turned his head. Said: "Quick, go to the nursing home."

"What?" Tang Ya didn't understand what Lin Tian meant, and looked at him very puzzled.

Seeing her moving around in a daze for a long time, Lin Tian hurriedly urged: "Okay, start the car first, and I will explain to you slowly."

Tang Ya blushed slightly, turned the car key, started the huge Hummer, and drove towards the nursing home. The car drove very fast, and the Hummer roared like a steel monster and rushed forward. [

"Long Aotian's mother's name is Zhang Ping, right?" Lin Tian asked without thinking.

Tang Ya thought for a while, nodded acquiescingly, and quickly thought of the mystery, and asked in surprise, "What you just said is related to that poem?"

"Yes, I suspect that the person who stole the book is Lord Long." Lin Tian said calmly.

crunch...

Tang Ya originally stepped on the accelerator, and then stepped on the brake. Lin Tian's words just now almost didn't make her stunned. She also thought a lot just now, but Lin Tian couldn't make her feel better about that one. Shocking effect.

"What are you doing?" Lin Tian slammed into the hard front windshield of the Hummer again, rubbed his painful forehead, and complained, "I didn't see that I was in a hurry and didn't wear my seat belt. Without you That's how you park your car!"

"Tell me, why?" Tang Ya ignored his complaints and asked directly.

"I don't know why, it's just an intuition, and it's clearly written in the poem, and I really want to know if it's true." Lin Tian asked Tang Ya: "Where does the Dragon Lord have anything to do with the dragon?" What happened to Aotian's mother?"

"This is the secret of Dragon's Fury, no one will tell it!" Tang Ya refused Lin Tian's inquiry without hesitation in order to protect Lord Long.

Lin Tian had heard Sima Xiao mention a few words before, anyway, it was not a glorious thing, and it probably had a lot to do with Long Jun's youth and frivolity. Tang Ya didn't want to say more, and he didn't ask any more questions. Speaking of it, Tang Ya is not a candidate for small talk.

If the words don't agree, Lin Tian is not afraid that she will hurt him, but if he offends her, it will be a difficult decision to ask who will drive him for a while.

"Okay, Tang Ya, let's drive!" Lin Tian didn't ask any more questions, and urged, "We'll find out everything when we get to the nursing home."

Although Tang Ya blamed Lin Tian for inquiring about nothing, when it came to important matters, she temporarily put aside her personal grievances and drove straight towards the nursing home.

In the mansion where Long Jun of the sanatorium lives.

He was comfortably lying on the bamboo and rattan chair specially made for him. His figure was so huge that ordinary bamboo and rattan chairs could hardly accommodate him. Lan Yanmei specially ordered someone to tailor one for him. [

Long Jun, who is idle in the wild, grows flowers and grows grass when he has nothing to do. He lies on a bamboo and rattan chair and basks in the sun. His life is quite comfortable.

However, Long Jun, who has been touching guns all his life, suddenly has a 180-degree change. It is a bit deceiving to say that he has no sense of loss, but he still silently endures the loneliness in his heart, and together with his old buddy Lian Fengchen who has been with him for many years , nothing to talk about.

Lian Fengchen was seriously injured and lay on the bed for a few days. After taking the medicine that Lin Tian specially prepared for him, his injury gradually improved. However, the old internal injury could not be cured by soup and medicine. Fortunately, his mentality Not bad, especially after being able to get down to the ground, there was a little more smile on his face.

As soon as Lian Fengchen's injury healed up, he was free, walked out of the house, and found a spacious place in the nursing home to practice boxing and kicking, so that his body could recover after being lazy for a few days. Mr. Long was still lying on the bamboo and rattan chair, with a peaceful expression, and seemed to be enjoying himself In the current life, the gold and iron horse in the past have nothing to do with him again.

"Dragon Lord!"

Lin Tian jumped out of the car and ran into the house, calling out to him in a low voice.

Long Jun opened his eyes slightly, saw Lin Tian, ​​and smiled at him meaningfully, "Why did you come?"

"Long Jun invited me, if I don't come, wouldn't it be too rude?" Lin Tian also replied with a wicked smile.

The two of them looked at each other tacitly, with a flamboyant taste, and Tang Ya curled her lips while watching.

Lin Tian moved a small bench, sat beside Long Jun's bamboo and rattan chair, stretched out his hand and said, "Okay, Long Jun, can you take out the book?"

Tang Ya looked at Lin Tian in surprise, as if it was completely unexpected, while Long Jun smiled half-smile, knowingly asked: "What book? I'm a rough person, I don't read books or newspapers, and How can there be books?"

"Long Jun, you are too self-effacing. You write Tibetan poems so elegantly, and you say you are a vulgar person. Isn't that a joke about me?" Lin Tian smiled slyly, and straightened out his words. .

Tang Ya also opened her eyes and looked at the scene in front of her calmly. She really wanted to know why Lin Tian was so sure that the book "Nine Needles of You Long" must have been stolen by Lord Long.

"Why do you say it's me?" Long Jun deliberately wanted to test him, but instead of handing over the book, he teased Lin Tian with Mendouzi.

As soon as Lin Tian heard what Long Jun said, he felt a little more depressed, and said with a smile: "Actually, I didn't think of you at all at first, but you left a hidden poem on the wall, which reminded me of you. What, later, to Tang Ya..."

"You are talking nonsense, when did I tell you?" Tang Ya was anxious, fearing that Lord Long would blame her for talking too much, she hurriedly scolded her.

Lin Tian was really anxious to see her, he laughed a few times, and changed the subject: "Actually, she didn't say anything, but, I suddenly thought that someone told me that the name of Long Aotian's mother was It's called Zhang Ping."

Long Jun gave a deep meaning, and he looked at Tang Ya calmly. Tang Ya was afraid that he would blame him, so she lowered her head and moved her gaze to other places.

Naturally, Lin Tian couldn't hide the small gestures between the two of them. He immediately understood that Tang Ya was also involved. With a firm mind, he found the right person this time, so he said directly to Lord Long: "Okay, Long Jun, don't play charades with me, just confess to me!"

Long Jun laughed and sat up straight, beckoning to Tang Ya: "Okay, Tang Ya, go and call the master trainer who is practicing outside."

Tang Ya nodded, turned around and walked outside the gate of the house. Of course, Lin Tian also understood that Lord Long said this deliberately to distract him. Lin Tian, ​​who knew the whereabouts of "Nine Needles of the Dragon", was no longer in a hurry, and listened to Lord Long patiently. What kind of words are you going to say?

"Lin Tian, ​​I want you to cure someone." After Long Jun smiled heartily, he asked with a shy face.

Looking at his appearance, Lin Tian has already guessed who is going to be cured. There are probably not too many people in this world who can embarrass Lord Long to show his shyness. He teased with great interest: "You won't let me Go and cure Long Aotian's mother!"

As soon as Lin Tian's words came out, Long Jun's wrinkled old face turned red even more, and he squeaked when he spoke. This made Lin Tian even more curious, and he didn't care about the age between the two of them. The gap between the two joked: "Okay, just tell me, what's going on?"

Long Jun always felt that this kid is a ghost, and he can't hide anything from him, so he sighed resignedly, and said slowly: "I owe her this, so I hope you can help me with this."

Hearing his heavy words, Lin Tian also put away his thoughts of ridicule. After all, from the bottom of his heart, this kid still respects Lord Long.

"Mr. Long, I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have joked with you." Lin Tian is also a good boy who corrects his mistakes, and he took the initiative to admit his mistakes to Mr. Long.

Long Jun was amused by his seriousness, and felt that this kid was really interesting, so he regained his cheerfulness just now, and laughed loudly: "It's okay, I don't blame you at all."

After laughing, in front of Lin Tian, ​​he began to recall the past, his eyes were full of loneliness, and said: "What I want to tell you next, I thought I would never mention it to anyone again, but now I can say it Let me tell you, there is really a feeling of making people play tricks."

Hearing the weight of his words, Lin Tian didn't dare to make half a joke anymore, and sat beside him and listened carefully.

"It was autumn..."

Long Jun's eyes are full of memories, and he slowly tells Lin Tian the story of what happened before, like an old photo, with faint yellow traces, like the years