I'm not the underworld

Chapter 913 Today's topic is "creating gods"

However, the old principal lying on the bed did not respond.

"What's wrong with him?" Chen Yifan approached the bed and asked Grandma Zheng.

"It's all those guys who killed thousands of knives, make him so angry!" Grandma Zheng couldn't help but choked up, wiping away her tears.

"Is that the new principal of Jinghua Middle School?" Chen Yifan asked after a slight pause.

"Ah?" Grandma Zheng showed a puzzled look: "It has nothing to do with the school."

Then, he explained.

"That's because..." Chen Yifan asked Grandma Zheng in confusion.

"Hey! It's a long story!" Grandma Zheng sighed.

The expression on his face was very hesitant, he didn't know whether he should tell Chen Yifan about it.

Finally, he glanced at the unconscious old headmaster lying on the bed, and spoke as if he had made up his mind.

"It's because of our house. It was pushed back two years ago, let alone a new house, but the money lost is not enough to buy a third of the original area."

"Although it is a house that was previously assigned by the unit, I don't want them to bully me like this."

"The old man refused to agree, so he went to them to argue, but he was threatened."

"It never occurred to him that he didn't make a name for himself in his life, and he couldn't even keep his own house when he was old. If he couldn't stand this anger..."

Grandma Zheng sighed, then took Chen Yifan's hand and said, "Xiaofan! The last time you came to grandma's house, it was grandma who was wrong. Please do me a favor right now..."

Saying that, the old lady, whose sharp edge had been subdued a lot, knelt down before Chen Yifan with a plop.

"Grandma, don't worry, I will investigate this matter clearly, and I will not let anyone who bullies the old headmaster go!"

Chen Yifan said coldly.

But upon receiving such an answer, Grandma Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then said anxiously: "Oh! That's not what I was talking about! It's this time, who cares about them!"

"I just ask you to have a good network, find a better doctor for the old man, treat him well, and see...whether he can be saved." The old lady said, and couldn't help wiping her tears again.

"Of course!" Chen Yifan paused for a moment before he understood, and said affirmatively.

"By the way, you and the old principal should have two children!" Chen Yifan asked Grandma Zheng hesitantly.

Why at this time, even my own children are not here.

Grandma Zheng's complexion changed a few times, she looked a little sad, and then smiled wryly: "They don't have a good relationship with the old man."

"One or two are clamoring that since the old man didn't control them at the beginning, why should they control the old man now?"

"Two days ago, he said that he would take me home, but now that I'm gone, what will the old man do?"

Chen Yifan fell silent for a while, this is the hard-to-recite scripture in every family, right?

The old principal worked hard all his life and put all his thoughts on the school and the students.

How silly, those students have no blood relationship with him like children, even if they were grateful for the kindness of the old headmaster at that time, after decades, who still remembers him?

Because of this, Chen Yifan was alienated from his children. Chen Yifan really felt that the old headmaster was stupid, and that he was too dedicated to his work, and things must be turned against each other!

After paying so much, it didn't end well.

Fortunately, hell, reincarnation, and merit do not have to be reversed.

At that level, it should belong to the old principal, after all, it belongs to the old principal, and no one can snatch it away.

"I see, Grandma Zheng, let's rest first!"

"The old principal, he should be fine." Chen Yifan affirmed.

With him and his "imperial doctor", there is no one in this world who cannot be saved.

However, how could Grandma Zheng go to rest at ease, and said to Chen Yifan with a look of embarrassment: "Look, this house is so shabby, I don't know how to entertain you, have you had dinner yet? There is still something in the refrigerator , I'll cook two dishes for you."

"No need, I came here after eating." Chen Yifan waved his hand and refused.

however……

What a fart, he had a rough experience today!

Where can I go to eat?

But the old headmaster's family is in this situation, so why should he trouble others.

"Then I'll clean up the room for you, so you can rest at such a late hour!" Grandma Zheng said enthusiastically.

This was the treatment that Chen Yifan didn't get when he went to the old principal's house last time.

To put it bluntly, Chen Yifan was planning to help, and the old principal still relied on him, so how could Grandma Zheng not be more attentive.

To put it more elegantly, the old principal has so many students, and he is the only one who still remembers this teacher-student relationship. He slapped Grandma Zheng in the face with practical actions and proved that he is not a white-eyed wolf. Grandma Zheng still has no reason to wait. meet him?
In any case, Grandma Zheng's enthusiasm warmed Chen Yifan's heart.

I think back then, my grandma was so busy for me, but it was a pity that I died early, and I was not even very sensible at that time, so I couldn't stay in the world to enjoy the family happiness.

"Grandma Zheng, please rest! It's not that I don't have hands and feet, I can still do this by myself." Chen Yifan held down the busy Grandma Zheng with a smile, looked at the unconscious old principal, and walked out of the room go.

"Hello?" Chen Yifan called Song Ayuan, only to hear a puzzled voice from the other end of the phone.

And, there was a shrill scream.

Take it to a mass grave and release it, the kind that can scare a group of ghosts to death.

Chen Yifan has a headache. His immortal ghost doctor is more and more developing into a crazy strange doctor!
What's wrong with letting him come to see the old principal, but I still feel a little uneasy?

"I'm in Shu City, and I'll send you my address later, so come over here."

"It's best, I'll be there tomorrow morning." Chen Yifan got straight to the point and ordered.

"Boss, what do you need from me?" Song Ayuan asked with surprise in his voice.

Who knows how bored he is, is it finally his turn to make a move?
"Don't worry, boss, I promise to live up to expectations, I'm coming now!"

The originally gentle voice was full of excitement at this time, and he replied affirmatively.

Chen Yifan frowned: "I'm not in a hurry, it's not too late, just come here tomorrow morning."

"Yes!" Song Ayuan said loudly.

Chen Yifan hung up the phone and sighed.

On the other end of the phone, Song Ayuan threw the blood-stained mobile phone aside, and continued to operate the "monster" on the operating table.

In other words, "gods".

In ancient times, there were many powerful gods, who actually looked like monsters, with a human head and a snake body, three faces, nine heads and so on.

It's like some monsters put together inexplicably.

Song Ayuan's ongoing research topic is "creating gods"!
The current world environment provides him with good basic conditions.

(End of this chapter)