God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

"Okay, the story is over. When I come here this time, I can say goodbye to an old friend."

"Thirty years ago, no abnormality could be found in his examination, but he had a loss of appetite and was feeling groggy all day long. No abnormality could be found in the examination. I thought about it and thought that he might have been poisoned by some kind of poison."

"Poisoned? What kind of poison?" Shen Xiuyun also had this speculation before.

"Isn't there a saying now that talking about toxicity regardless of dosage is just being a hooligan? In this world, there is no separation between medicine and poison. Many things become medicine if you use less, and poison if you use more. And some poisons are not inherently poisonous. It will kill you immediately, but you will develop various symptoms, such as fever, fatigue, diarrhea, etc.”

"So, grandpa was actually given a chronic poison at that time. Shen Xiujing also asked."

"That's right. Once you stop taking the medicine, your body will slowly get better. It's just that it's been so long, I believe nothing can be found."

"Master, I still have a question." Ye Huaizhao raised his hand.

"explain."

"You said that people in the Zhang family have accumulated good fortune from generation to generation and live longer lives. Then my grandma and my dad, they..."

"This is different. What we look at is the innate lifespan. Just like your great-grandfather, even in such turbulent times, other people may have been killed by bombs, but every time he was able to turn disaster into good luck and eventually lived to be 88 years old. When you die at the end of your life, luck is also a kind of metaphysics." He paused, "But this does not include people catching you and plotting against you."

"In other words, this destiny is divided into innate and acquired." Ye Huaizhao concluded.

"Of course, even if your face shows that you can live to be 100 years old, if someone insists on stabbing you to death with a knife, there will be no other opportunities around to save yourself or you."

"Oh, don't dwell on this issue. I'm not proficient in this. This brat's master is more proficient in these things. He uses these words to deceive people." He pointed at Zhao Xi.

"Okay, I've finished telling my story. Do you have anything else to ask?" Xuan Yuan clapped his hands. "There are no more doubts. I'm about to get down to business." He stood up, took two steps and then stopped. He came down and said, "By the way, according to the rules, you should hire a lawyer."

Shen Xiujun's eyes darkened, and he understood what Xuan Yuan meant. He was going to wake the old man up from his slumber, and then say goodbye to them while he was awake.

He nodded and asked the driver to bring over the family's old cooks, old servants, and gardeners. He thought grandpa would also want to say goodbye to these old friends.

Xuan Yuan used a silver needle to insert a silver needle on the top of Mr. Zhang's head and next to his temple. The old man's heart rate monitor had a slight fluctuation. He inserted two more needles, and the old man's eyelids began to show tiny signs. Amplitude of vibration.

The people standing outside the glass window were all clutching their hearts, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

The skinny old man's fingers trembled slightly at first, and then he slowly opened his eyes. The doctor shook his bed, made sure his blood pressure and heart rate were normal, and then slowly left the ward.

The old man first saw his grandson, granddaughter, and great-grandson standing in front of him. Looking to the side, there are him and the Zhang family's legal team, and in the row behind him are the old guys who have been with him for many years.

"Little Huzi, hey, are you awake?" A smiling voice sounded next to him. "Little Huzi, no one has called me this name for almost 60 years. It seems that my family is coming to pick me up." He replied with a smile.

He glanced at Xuan Yuan who was standing next to his bed. When he first met this man, he smiled so blindly that he couldn't even see his face. He had the vigor of a young man who was fearless and fearless. He was wearing clothes with patches all over, holding him high. Throw. After so many years, he has become so old that only a handful of bones are left, but this man who is obviously older than him looks thirty or forty years younger than him.

"Thank you, Brother Yuan." He gently patted Xuan Yuan's hand with a hand that was so thin that only the bones were broken and covered with age spots.