Technology dominance: starting from raising villains

Chapter 212 Unexpected reunion

It's not that Lin Tu is not confident in Fan Yan's medical skills, but that there is someone beside him who urgently needs to be healed, and he has reached the point of giving up treatment. If there is this opportunity, he must seize it.

"As long as you haven't lost your breath, there is a [-]% solution."

"That's great." Lin Tu clapped his hands excitedly, and sincerely begged, "I have a friend who has been to many doctors but has not been cured. Can I bring it to you tomorrow?"

"Just be alive."

"It's still alive, so it's settled. I'll bring him tomorrow morning."

Lin Tu saw hope in Fan Yan, and immediately ran into the room to call his friend.

Fei Ya also took this opportunity to make a request to Fan Yan, "Brother, 660 has been staying at home, I'm afraid he'll be bored, can you take him out to play."

Feya is also a person who stayed on the unnamed island. They don't like to stay in the same place. The more restrained they are, the more they want to walk freely, even if there is no place to go, it is for them to wander around as they please. It is also a great freedom.

"Okay." Fan Yan could understand Fei Ya's meaning. The long-term indoor environment was indeed not good for 660's physical and mental recovery, so he took them out for a walk that morning.

Elliston also came to help and drove two cars to bring the children together.

Fan Yan specially changed 660 into Du Huatong's clothes and hats, making him look like the other children, unremarkable among the children.

But considering that 660 is special, Fan Yan has always brought him by his side.

The Children's Paradise is crowded and lively. Once inside, a group of children are even more inconspicuous. Elliston often took them out to play during his care. He is already a frequent visitor here. He is familiar with all the places, and the play items are mainly entrusted to him.

Tuantuan is still too young and can only stay in Fan Yan's arms and can't participate in any activities, but her eyes are bright, and she has observed many rich people in the park all morning.

"Dad~~ That grandpa has been watching you."

Tuantuan's eyes did not let go of any sight cast on them, and she noticed an old man on the seat not far away looking at Fan Yan.

Fan Yan glanced back, saw a familiar face, and pampered Tuantuan's cheek, "Your eyes are like a scanner, you can find them all."

Fan Yan walked over with his arms in his arms, took off his mask and greeted the old man, "Mr. Blue Z, long time no see."

The old man Bru Z found out that it was really Fan Yan, and showed a kind smile, "It's really you, young man. I think the back looks strangely familiar."

"Why does the old man come to the Children's Paradise when he is free? Did he bring his grandson to play?"

Fan Yan sat down with his arms in his arms, and chatted with the old man Bru Z while the child was playing, to relieve his boredom.

"Hey——" the old man shook his head helplessly, and sighed, "My grandson Zeyang used to like to come here the most. The house is full of smog, and this is the only place that can remind me of happy things."

"Does the old man have such a young grandson?"

"Yes, my youngest son is relatively young, and Zeyang is the youngest of all grandchildren. Unfortunately, the youngest son and his wife died early, and the grandson also..."

The old man Bruce Z talked about the family affairs, his old eyes were red. The happiest thing in his life was that he finally had a son who followed him. He was the most proud heir. He knew whether the accident was an accident or he thought .

The pain of losing his son made him completely disappointed in this family. If one day he left in the future, he would rather hand over the family to those students he trusted than ruin it in the hands of his scumbag descendants.

"I'm sorry." Fan Yan felt a little heavy when he heard the news.

The old man Bru Z quickly pulled himself together, fearing to cause trouble to Fan Yan, he showed a kind smile again, "Hey, what's the matter with me, it's not caused by you, young man, I'm already at this age, so I've seen it all. "

The old man Bru Z turned to talk about his youngest son with Fan Yan, that seemed to be his best memory, he smiled kindly when he talked about everything, like a child, he couldn’t wait to share his treasures with others secret.

"My youngest son looks beautiful, just like his mother, but my little grandson can look like me, he will definitely be a handsome guy when he grows up, hey, look, just like that kid, how delicate."

The old man Bruce Z became happier as he talked. He looked for references in the crowd, and found the closest candidate among the children who had just come out of the play passage at a glance.

Fan Yan looked in the direction pointed by Blue Z, and saw the TS660 that just came out after playing with Elliston, and responded with a smile, "This child is indeed good-looking, did Mr. Blue Z look like this when he was a child?"

"Yes...it looks like this..."

Bruce stood up slowly, his voice trembling, the closer TS660 got, the more excited he became.

Fan Yan heard the old man's voice mixed with tears, and stood up worriedly, "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

The old man Blue Z threw down his crutches, staggered to TS660 and hugged him tightly, "Ze Yang, my Ze Yang—"

The old man Bruce Z thought it was a hallucination at first, but after he hugged him, he realized that it was a real person. At that moment, he burst into tears.

On the day when the sad news of his youngest son came, his sky completely collapsed. Although the remains of his youngest grandson were not found, the accident was so serious that there was almost no possibility of him surviving. After months of searching, he was completely rejected. possibility.

Unexpectedly, God opened his eyes and returned his grandson to him.

"Ze Yang, my Ze Yang is still alive, still alive..."

The actions of the old man Blue Z caught everyone’s surprise. The TS660 who was being hugged was also a little confused. It didn’t resonate with the old man Blue Z’s emotions. It seemed that he didn’t know the old man Blue Z.

TS660 was hugged so hard that he patted Blue Z lightly, "Grandpa, you hurt me, and I don't know you."

TS660 talked very politely. His words and deeds were different from Fei Ya and the others, with elegance and education in his bones, and his background environment was obviously different from Fei Ya and the others.

Hearing the pain, the old man Bru Z immediately let go, and wiped away his old tears, "I'm grandpa, doesn't Zeyang know grandpa?"

This sentence of not knowing was like a needle, pricking the heart that was finally alive, "Take a good look at grandpa, is it because grandpa is old and didn't recognize it?"

After that accident, old man Bru Z suddenly aged a lot. His previously proud black hair turned white overnight, and he also grew a white beard later, which is indeed a bit of a contrast to his previous image.

He covered his beard and tried to remind TS660 of his former self, but TS660 still didn't give him the desired response.

"Sorry, I really don't know you." TS660 shook his head honestly, and after speaking, he ran to Fan Yan and hid behind him.

Fan Yan asked Elliston to help the old man over and communicate with him, "Mr., are you sure he is your grandson?"

He didn't think the old man Blue Z would recognize his grandson indiscriminately, and he could clearly feel that TS660 was in a wealthy family, but for some reason, he couldn't remember the past, not even his own name. Know.

Feiya didn’t know his name because he was born on the unnamed island and grew up on the unnamed island, and TS660 was sent to the island a few years ago, and he had already forgotten the previous name when he went to the island. thing.

"Sure, my grandson, how could I admit my mistake?"

Blue Z was very sure that he did not identify the wrong person. He also showed Fan Yan a group photo of his youngest son before his accident. The child in the photo was four or five years old, much younger than the current TS660, but he could recognize the same person. personal.

(End of this chapter)