Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

When Wen Lao saw that Mr. Zhan agreed, he nodded readily and spoke in an arrogant tone.

"I haven't met an opponent in chess for a long time. It's an honor for me to compete with Brother Zhan today."

Let's see how he kills Zhan Jintai without leaving any trace behind, which makes Yunping look at him with admiration!
The two old men were friendly on the surface, but secretly they were gearing up.

As soon as the servant set up the Go board, the two of them took their places.

Mr. Zhan holds the white chess piece, and Mr. Wen holds the black chess piece. They both politely let the other side go first.

For a novice, it is good to be given a step by your opponent.

But for two veterans who are bent on knocking each other down, it would be a shame to be given up by the other party!

The two couldn't argue, and Mrs. Bai had no choice but to step in as the referee again.

"Wen Lao is a guest, so let Wen Lao go first."

"Yes, the guests leave first!" Mr. Zhan's lips immediately raised a slightly proud smile.

Although Mr. Wen was unwilling, he also didn't want to refute Mrs. Bai's face, so he could only make the first move.

As soon as he heard that Lao Yi was playing chess, Mr. Zhan immediately followed suit, almost without thinking.

Wen Lao glanced at him and sped up his moves.

Otherwise, if he falls too slowly, it will appear that he is old and dull.

The two of them were each holding their breath, and they were going back and forth, fighting in various ways on the chessboard.

The overt and secret struggles that were difficult to express in the past are vividly displayed in this black and white square inch.

Soon, Mr. Zhan used his superb chess skills to force Mr. Wen back step by step.

Mrs. Bai is not very interested in Go and doesn't usually play chess, but she can also see that the black piece is weak.

I'm afraid that in a little while, Wen Lao will lose ugly.

Mrs. Bai took advantage of the opportunity to serve them tea and quietly tugged on Mr. Zhan's shirt again.

"Take it easy, don't be so ignorant, and be polite to the guests."

Mr. Zhan was originally delighted, thinking that his wife was also impressed by his chess skills.

As a result, when he heard what Mrs. Bai said, he was immediately furious and angrily broke away from Mrs. Bai's hand.

"Playing chess is just playing chess, there is no such thing as courtesy!"

After saying that, his moves were a bit more fierce than before, and he continued to attack Wen Lao's Heizi.

Within ten steps, he must make this bad old man admit defeat!
And Mr. Wen's skill at Go was indeed not very good. After losing a few pieces, he was killed by Mr. Zhan.

"Accept and accept!"

Mr. Zhan spoke modestly, but his expression was filled with pride.

Wen Lao's expression changed, he didn't answer, he got up directly to drink the tea that Mrs. Bai had made, without giving Mr. Zhan a chance to show off.

Mr. Wen sat at the tea table and praised Mrs. Bai's tea: "I only knew Yunping that you knew a lot before, but I didn't expect that your tea making skills are so good!"

Mrs. Bai was very modest: "It's just some rudimentary skills. It's good if you can get in the mouth."

"How can this be a minor skill? I usually make tea at home, but it doesn't taste so fragrant. But as we get older, we still need to drink less tea, otherwise it will affect our sleep."

Mr. Wen chatted enthusiastically with Mrs. Bai and said that he would send Mrs. Bai some homemade medicinal tea.

"If you like tea, I will send you some medicinal tea that I made myself later. It can soothe the mind and help you sleep, and is good for the cardiovascular system."

Mrs. Bai was also very happy when she heard it: "That's great. I really haven't been sleeping well recently. The doctor prescribed some medicine to soothe the nerves and nourish the brain, but it doesn't work."

"Those medicines are just health products. Try to drink as little as possible. You should pay more attention to your diet."

Wen Lao took advantage of the situation and began to give Mrs. Bai some health knowledge.

Mrs. Bai listened attentively and asked someone to bring a pen and paper to write down the precautions that Mr. Wen said one by one.

Mr. Zhan watched from the side as the two of them chatted more and more, chatting and laughing, and felt like he was about to have a heart attack.This bad old man surnamed Wen was a liar. He claimed that his illness was cured, but he still felt uncomfortable.

Mr. Zhan sat on the sofa and breathed heavily, covering his heart. After breathing for a long time, he suddenly let out a scream of "ah"!
"Jintai, Jintai!"

Mrs. Bai reacted first, ran over in panic, and hugged Mr. Zhan.

Although she was chatting with Mr. Wen before, she kept paying attention to Mr. Zhan when he saw his bad expression.

I didn’t expect that he would suddenly become ill!

"Medicine, get the medicine quickly!"

Madam Bai was so anxious that tears were about to burst out of her eyes, and she shouted loudly.

The old housekeeper and servants who were guarding the door also ran in one after another. Some went to get medicine, some helped lay Mr. Zhan down, and some called 120.

A group of people were busy working around Mr. Zhan. Mr. Wen was also startled and quickly stepped forward to check on Mr. Zhan.

But as soon as his fingers touched Mr. Zhan's pulse, he stopped being anxious.

Mr. Wen glanced at Mr. Zhan and confirmed that he was just faking it.

The pulse is steady and strong, the face is rosy, the breathing is steady and even, and the lip color is normal.

What kind of disease is this?

This is obviously envy, jealousy and hatred, deliberately pretending to be dizzy to attract everyone's attention!
Mr. Wen raised his hand and deliberately pinched Mr. Zhan twice: "Don't rush to call the emergency number yet. I'll give it a try."

"Is this okay?"

Mrs. Bai saw that Mr. Wen Lao and Mr. Zhan had been hit, but why didn't Jintai react at all?

Mrs. Bai felt anxious and painful, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Warm tears fell on Mr. Zhan's face. Mr. Zhan's brows twitched twice and he almost woke up on the spot.

His beloved wife cried, he felt sorry for her!
But...but with so many people surrounding him, how could he wake up?
Mr. Zhan stood on the platform he had built and was anxious to get off. He could only close his eyes and continue to pretend to be dizzy despite his heartache.

Mr. Wen was saddened to see Mrs. Bai shed tears and couldn't bear it.

This Zhan Jintai, in order to have trouble with him, actually made such a fuss!
Don’t even look at how worried Yunping is!

The more Mr. Wen thought about it, the angrier he became. After thinking for a while, he turned around and took the backpack he was carrying with him, and took out a set of acupuncture equipment from it.

"His breath is congested. I'll just give him a few pricks."

"Acupuncture?"

Mrs. Bai and the old housekeeper looked at Mr. Wen's extremely professional set of acupuncture tools. They were surprised and stood up and let go: "Thank you, Mr. Wen!"

Wen Lao is a miracle doctor who saved Mr. Zhan's life before.

He said that just two pricks would be enough, so go ahead and prick him!
Mr. Wen picked through the needles and picked the thickest and longest one from a set of needles: "Just use this one. I guarantee that the person will wake up in two strokes at most."

Mrs. Bai looked at the shining needle and naturally felt sorry for Mr. Zhan.

But now that life was at stake, she could only hold Old Man Zhan's hand tightly and turn her head away from him unbearably.

Wen Lao skillfully sterilized the needle, and then began to make gestures on Mr. Zhan's head to find the place for the needle.

Mr. Zhan closed his eyes tightly and was worried.

He was pretending to be faint, so why was he about to be stabbed?
Mr. Zhan secretly opened his eyes and glanced at the needle.

This sight shocked him so much that his beard trembled.

Is this a needle?

This is obviously an iron rod!
Wen Shimin, this bad old man, is clearly waiting for an opportunity to punish him!

He can't even hope to succeed! (End of chapter)