With two years left to live, my nine sisters kicked me out of the house and regretted it for the res

"What's up with him?"

Zhang Dasheng fell to the ground, his body twitching, and he didn't get up for a long time. After confirming that he really couldn't open his eyes, Yang Chunhua poked him with a fire stick and asked.

"I don't know..."

Chen Fan was also a little confused. He was obviously the one who made the move first, but why did he fall down first when he just raised the bench without touching him?

"Are you okay?"

Zhang Baobao didn't even look at Zhang Dasheng who was lying on the ground. Instead, he asked Chen Fan.

"fine!"

He squatted on the ground and touched Zhang Dasheng's breath. He was still breathing out, but his eyelids were rolling, but he could not open his eyes.

"It's broken! Uncle is probably like this because he drank too much. What's wrong with it!"

"Send to the hospital quickly."

Chen Fan started to help Zhang Dasheng up.

"Really? Can drinking cause problems?"

Yang Chunhua looked unbelieving.

"Don't think he's deliberately pretending to be wrong and defrauding you of your money, right?"

Chen Fan was startled.

can you?

"Not in a hurry..."

Zhang Baobao also grabbed Chen Fan, preventing him from helping Zhang Dasheng immediately.

"Once when I owed money, my uncle happened to come to visit my mother, so he pretended to be sick and made his uncle pay a lot of money."

"Later my uncle found out and never came again!"

"And that wasn't the only time, it was many times!"

Zhang Baobao explained to Chen Fan in a low voice.

"impossible?"

Chen Fan became a little unconfident. He had some medical skills before, but relying solely on his own skills, he was able to tell whether someone was sick at a glance. He felt Zhang Dasheng's pulse just now, and the pulse was not fake.

"I see his pulse is very confused."

"Ignore him, he will get up after lying down for a while!"

Yang Chunhua's face looked a little ugly.

"Xiaofan, go and sit in the main room for a while. Food will be ready soon!"

Although meeting such a man has already smoothed away the pride in my heart, I still feel a little embarrassed when I see him like this.

"oh oh..."

Yang Chunhua confessed and went to work on her own.

Chen Fan did not go to the main room, but stayed quietly at the door of the kitchen and watched Zhang Dasheng.

When he saw foaming at his mouth and tears involuntarily starting to flow from his eyes, Chen Fan suddenly realized something was wrong.

"No, baby, your dad is not pretending!"

"He hit his head on the water tank!"

He quickly stepped forward and opened Zhang Dasheng's body, and sure enough he saw a black patch of black on the back of his head, and the blood on it had dried.

"Send to the hospital quickly! Village head!"

There was only one barefoot doctor at the village health center in Dayu Village. After reluctantly cleaning Zhang Dasheng's wound, he shook his head.

"It can't be cured! It seems that my brain has been injured. Please send it to the county hospital quickly!"

There were no cars in the village, and the shuttle bus was too late, so I had to borrow a motorcycle and hurriedly took her to the county health center.

After some resuscitation, the doctor shook his head.

"The patient's cerebral blood vessel ruptured, and he drank too much. His life was saved, but I'm afraid he will have to lie in bed for the rest of his life."

"what?"

Zhang Baobao opened his mouth wide.

"Vegetative state?"

The doctor shook his head.

"Hemiplegia, confusion, speech impediment, crooked speech and eyes are all possible, but if you want to walk on your own, you will definitely not be able to do it."

Chen Fan actually heard Zhang Baobao next to him let out a long sigh of relief.

"Is that okay?"

"It's difficult, but the most indispensable thing in the world is hope!"

The doctor patted Baobao Zhang on the shoulder. After he left, Chen Fan discovered that Baobao Zhang had cried.

"Maybe this is good too!"

She looked at Chen Fan and grinned even though he was obviously crying.

When Yang Chunhua saw Zhang Dasheng again, he was already lying in a wheelchair.

He was sent back in a car.

"There is no need to be hospitalized. It is a waste of money. If he can wake up, he will wake up!"

This is the doctor's advice.

Unknowingly, at night, Zhang Dasheng still used tungsten lamps. Under the dim light, Yang Chunhua wiped her tears.

"How come everything turned out to be like this?"

On the bed next to her, Zhang Dasheng had been lying on the bed since he was sent back, maintaining the same posture. His hands were shaking constantly, his mouth was speechless, and he just stared at his mother with his sinister eyes. There were several women, but the drool that came out of their mouths from time to time made their viciousness become funny.

"How about I contact Sister Ninth and ask her to arrange the best hospital for my uncle?"

"Well, there is a high probability that it can be cured!"

Chen Fan didn't expect this to happen, so he asked Zhang Baobao's opinion in a low voice.

Zhang Baobao didn't agree or disagree, he just held his hand.

"You go and rest first, I'll discuss it with my mother."

In her opinion, no treatment would be better.

Every time I went home in the past, I was always in a state of panic.

The whole house was filled with Zhang Dasheng's roars and insults.

But tonight, it's very quiet.

"Okay, tell me if you have any questions!"

Zhang Dasheng's family lives in a large three-room tile-roofed house that was built when he married Yang Chunhua. Although the rooms now look old, there are still some empty rooms.

Chen Fan left space for the mother and daughter, and he went out to think about how to solve this matter.

Yaoyao got out of his pocket and pointed at his mobile phone with her little paw.

"Ok?"

Because he changed the screen saver, Chen Fan could see the ghost symbols on it at a glance.

"What is this?"

"Look carefully and see if you can see anything?"

Yaoyao typed in response to Chen Fan.

Chen Fan frowned. At a glance, he felt that the patterns were somewhat familiar.

Now looking carefully, those words are clearly dragon characters.

There is special research on this pattern in the Dragon Palace, but few results have been produced.

Those dragons were not willing to communicate with the human race at all. Instead, they obtained the analysis of many of these words from those extreme evil organizations. Such words often appeared in their sacrificial ceremonies.

He shook his head subconsciously.

"Is this a sacrificial prayer?"

Chen Yuyao shook her head and continued typing on her phone.

"This is the cultivation method of the Dragon Clan. Didn't you say that you have lost your power? And you can't practice the Human Clan's cultivation method."

"I was thinking that you came back to life because of a drop of my blood. Maybe your physique is suitable for this kind of dragon technique!"

Chen Fan's face instantly turned gloomy.

He has not forgotten that it was because of practicing the Dragon Transformation Art that he became like that, with everyone shouting and beating him, otherwise why would he be in such a situation.

"talk later!"

He pocketed the little dragon.

"Although you are my savior, there are differences between humans and dragons. Stop using these things to fool me in the future!"