Chapter 939

Yes, the most important purpose of Mr. Wu's inviting Zhang Zhenren is to let Zhang Zhenren see his body for him!

Since the end of the new year last year, his body has been getting worse and worse, and he has a feeling that his time is coming.

But when I went to the hospital for examination countless times, the doctor couldn't see the ugly Yin Mao.

I can only prescribe some calming drugs. I say he is too anxious.

At that time, Mr. Wu wanted to point at the so-called expert and scold, saying that he was anxious about your grandmother's head.

Now he has handed over all the Wu family affairs to Wu Zhonghao. He usually walks birds, waters flowers, drinks tea and reads newspapers. Is he still anxious?

For health.

The doctor said it was bad to turn on the air conditioner too much.

So when he rested every night in summer, several 18-year-old beauties would stand next to him in turn, shaking and fanning him.

In winter, two 18-year-old beauties first went into bed in their pajamas to warm his bed.

When he rested, the two beauties would hold his foot and warm his feet.

Because the doctor said that air conditioning heating is not good for the body. It's too dry, so it should be heated naturally.

What is natural heat?

Body temperature is naturally the best natural heat!

But with such a leisurely regimen, Mr. Wu felt that he might die soon.

To this end, he deliberately invited Zhang Zhenzhen to have the last hope.

Decades ago, Zhang Zhenzhen saved him.

Now he naturally hopes that immortal Zhang can save him again and prolong his life!

The truth of the world is that the poor are afraid of death, and the rich are even more afraid of death!

Master Wu was afraid of death.

"Wu Xiandi."

Immortal Zhang naturally understood what Master Wu meant in an instant. He smiled bitterly, shook his head slightly and said, "it's the so-called life and death. Wealth lies in heaven."

"A man's life has a definite number. He is as old as he should live."

"Before you are old, black and white impermanence can't take you away. When you are old, Da Luo Jinxian can't keep you."

"Although I am good at medical skills, medical skills also have limits."

Zhang Zhenzhen looked at old man Wu and whispered, "no matter how good a doctor is, he can't save people who want to commit suicide." "similarly, he can't save people who are about to die."

"This..."

"Pa."

Master Wu looked stiff. A special hand-painted gold-plated Jingdezhen imperial tea cup worth more than 100000 fell to the ground and fell apart with the tea.

Like the heart of Master Wu.

He knew very well that what Zhang Zhenzhen said was to tell him that his life was coming.

Even though Zhang Zhenren is a famous medical saint, he can't save him.

"Gudong."

Mr. Wu swallowed hard and spit.

Although he had been prepared for this, he was still a little uncomfortable when it came to the end.

After all, it's his own life.

"Brother Zhang."

"Sorry."

After all, it was the old fox. After a short period of consternation, Master Wu still reacted. He took a deep breath and forced himself to accept the fact.

"It's all fate."

Immortal Zhang smiled bitterly and said, "like my disciple Ye Fan, I have already calculated that he will have a disaster this year, so I let him go down the mountain this year."

"I thought it was a small robbery, but who knows it was a robbery of life."

"It's true that everything is life. It can't be controlled by people at all."

"Alas."

Zhang Zhenzhen sighed.

A sense of Twilight appeared on him.

Obviously, because of Ye Fan's death, Zhang Zhenren also suffered a great blow.

"Brother Zhang, I'm sorry."

Mr. Wu can understand the pain of immortal Zhang.

After all, Ye Fan is Zhang Zhenren's painstaking successor.

Just like if Wu Zhonghao suddenly dies at the moment.

Master Wu would rather die instead of Wu Zhonghao immediately than let Wu Zhonghao die.

"Brother Zhang, I don't know."

Master Wu looked very complicated. Looking at immortal Zhang, he said hard, "how long will it be?"

Instead of opening his mouth, Zhang Zhenzhen glanced at old man Wu and stretched out three fingers.

"This?"

Master Wu was stunned.

What do these three fingers mean?

Three seconds?

Three days?

"Yes, three more years?"

Mr. Wu doesn't expect to live another 30 years, even three years. That's good.

"Three months."

Immortal Zhang answered Master Wu with a serious look and said solemnly, "I can prescribe a pair of medicine for you, but it can only prolong the life of 7749."

"Three months and forty-nine days later."

"Unless Da Luo Jinxian makes a move."

Immortal Zhang said with a wry smile, "otherwise, the medicine stone is difficult to cure."

"Thank you, brother Zhang."

Master Wu looked sad. He didn't expect that he had only more than 100 days left.

"Wu Xiandi."

After prescribing a prescription for old man Wu, immortal Zhang looked at old man Wu seriously and said, "how did my disciple Ye Fan die?"

"I also hope brother Wu Xiandi can solve my doubts."

Immortal Zhang's eyes are full of cold. He came here this time to avenge Ye Fan!

"It's a long story."