Surprise! Mrs. Xie is setting up a fortune-telling stall on a tricycle again

Jiangcha: "..."

There were a lot of people coming today, and in the short time after they got off the bus, several million-dollar luxury cars drove in.

When everyone got off the bus, without exception, they came to greet Xie Jiutang. No matter how old they were, they all showed respect to Xie Jiutang.

Everyone couldn't help but glance sideways at Jiang Cha who was standing next to Xie Jiutang.

Some of the younger people also felt that Jiang Cha looked familiar, but they couldn't remember where they had seen her.

The older family members, who had been in the business world for a long time and had very sharp eyes, could easily see the specialness that Jiang Cha had for Mr. Xie Jiu. They all asked the younger generations they brought with them to remember what Jiang Cha looked like and not to offend him in the future.

Xie Jiutang will be the backbone of their Xie family in the future, and the woman standing next to him at this moment, who looks extraordinary, may very well be the other half of the Xie family in the future.

"Jiang Cha?" Xie Rongsheng drove a flashy red Ferrari and saw Jiang Cha as soon as he parked. He excitedly rushed over, passed Xie Jiutang, and greeted Jiang Cha directly, "Why are you here? Did my uncle Jiu bring you here?"

Xie Jiutang: “…” When did his presence become so low?

"Ginger tea?" Xie Rongan also came over.

He was wearing a flashy short-sleeved shirt with bright patterns, with the top three buttons undone, revealing his muscular chest muscles.

Xie Rongan pushed his sunglasses onto his head, excitedly walked past Xie Jiutang, came to Jiang Cha, and said enthusiastically: "I didn't expect to see you here. It feels like we haven't seen each other for a long time. How are you? Has my Uncle Jiu bullied you recently? And my stupid brother didn't make you angry at school, did he?"

Xie Jiutang: “…”

Xie Rongan: “…………”

There's no need to point it out so obviously, they're all standing right next to you.

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After a brief greeting, Xie Jiutang took them into the bedroom where Mr. Xie lived.

The bedroom is very large, with a space of over 100 square meters, which can accommodate many people standing in at one time.

But when Xie Jiutang went in, all these people had been cleared out, leaving only a few close relatives standing around the bed.

Everyone's expressions were solemn.

The attending doctor carefully examined Mr. Xie, shook his head helplessly, and said, "There is no way to save him."

Western medicine doctors are in charge of treating several people, and Chinese medicine doctors are also standing by.

The Western doctor shook his head, and the Chinese doctor stepped forward.

Chinese medicine also used acupuncture, but it only gave him some relief.

None of them could cure Mr. Xie's illness.

They had tried all possible and unusable methods, and tried hard to delay the old man's death, but this time, no one could do anything.

"Mr. Duan is here."

The old butler outside the door shouted towards the house, then strode in with an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a Zhongshan suit and looking like an immortal.

The visitor came directly to the bed, pasted a few talisman papers on Mr. Xie's bed, took out cinnabar, dipped his bare hands in the cinnabar, dotted Mr. Xie's forehead, and then began to draw a talisman on the old man's face.

The spell starts from the center of the forehead and covers the entire face and neck.

No one stopped him from doing that.

After a while, Mr. Duan burned a piece of talisman paper, and drew a talisman from the old man's head to the soles of his feet, and finally slapped Mr. Xie's forehead heavily.

After a moment, the old man moved his fingers, and after a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

The first person he saw was Mr. Duan, and he paused for a moment.

The old butler came up, helped him sit up, and placed a soft pillow behind the old man's waist.

The old man held Mr. Duan's hand tightly, sighed, and said, "Even you are here, it seems that I don't have much time left."

Old Duan tightly grasped the hand of his former comrade, his eyes filled with grief, "Brother, I am not good enough in my training, so I cannot..."

Jiang Cha stood beside Xie Jiutang and watched quietly.

She could see that this old man named Mr. Duan had some real talent.

The method used just now was not bad, but the technique was still not proficient enough, and it could only barely keep Mr. Xie alive for a few more days.

If there is no better solution, Mr. Xie will die within seven days.

Die painlessly in your sleep.

Jiang Cha's eyes fell on Elder Duan. Xie Rongsheng thought she was interested in him, so he whispered in Jiang Cha's ear, "He was our grandfather's comrade-in-arms when he was young. They went through life and death together when they were young, and they had a very good relationship. My aunt even married into the Duan family, so they were very close relatives."

When Xie Rongsheng talked about his aunt, it was as if he was just talking about a stranger.

Before he was born, his aunt died of complications during childbirth, so he only knew that he had such an aunt, but he had never met her, so he didn't have any feelings for her.

When I think about it, it feels almost like a stranger.

"Duan Yanning is your cousin?" Jiang Cha thought of him.

Xie Rongsheng's eyes widened in surprise, "Yes, how did you know? Do you know cousin Yan Ning, or did you calculate it?"

Jiang Cha: "We met once."

Xie Rongsheng: "If you have seen him, it should be easy to recognize him. After all, he looks like my aunt, and my aunt and Uncle Jiu look alike, so Cousin Yanning and Uncle Jiu also look a bit alike."

Ginger Tea: "Yeah, it's a bit similar."

Xie Rongsheng: "Remember not to mention your aunt's death in front of your cousin Yan Ning, he will go crazy. We dare not talk about this matter in front of him."

Ginger Tea: “Yeah.”

Xie Rongsheng: "When I was young, I was ignorant and mentioned it once. As a result, my cousin Yan Ning beat me so hard that one of my front teeth fell out. He was very fierce in fighting."

Jiang Cha found it hard to imagine that a man as noisy as Tang Monk could be so ferocious in a fight.

"Xiaojiu, come here." Old Master Xie waved to Xie Jiutang.

Before Xie Jiutang went over, he took Jiang Cha's hand and they walked to the bed together.

The old man looked at Jiang Cha lovingly, and then asked the old butler to take out a gift.

Get the gift in a fine wooden box.

The old man handed the gift to Jiang Cha and said, "This is our first meeting, and I don't have anything good to give you. This bracelet was Xiao Jiu's grandmother's dowry. I hope you don't mind it."

Ginger tea:?

Jiang Cha pushed Xie Jiutang and said, "Explain."

Xie Jiutang originally wanted to play dead, but now he could only tell the truth to his grandfather, "Grandpa, her name is Jiang Cha. I brought her to you for medical treatment. She is not my girlfriend yet."

Not yet.

But that won't be the case in the future.

"Cure diseases? Can he cure diseases at such a young age?" There were many relatives, and some of them couldn't help but question Jiang Cha because he looked too young.

"I remember her, Rongsheng's high school classmate. She just started college this year, right? How could she be able to cure the disease?"

"Jiutang, I know you care about grandpa, but you can't rush to seek medical treatment."

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