Chapter 1120 Mr. Fu

  The old butler's question, which was similar to checking his household registration, made Su Yunling and the others turn their heads to look at him.

  Su Yunling had already heard the old housekeeper's question yesterday, and it was at Mrs. Yun's place.

  Thinking about it, I misunderstood the relationship between Old Fu and the child.

Before Gu Zhiqi could say anything, Su Yunling took a step forward to block the old housekeeper's gaze from looking at Gu Zhiqi, and said unhurriedly to the old housekeeper: "This kid is afraid of strangers, Uncle Lin, do you have any questions?" I'm fine."

  The old housekeeper was still waiting for Gu Zhiqi's answer, but what he was waiting for was Su Yunling's words.

  If it were Tang Yichen or Jin Pangran who spoke, the old housekeeper wouldn't think there was anything wrong.

  But now it was Young Master Su who spoke, and what he said was full of protection for the little girl, which made the old housekeeper stunned.

   Could it be that he made a mistake.

   This little girl didn't come with the young master, but with Young Master Su?

   "Uncle Lin, go get busy, let's go up and see grandpa by ourselves." At this time, Fu Xiyan spoke.

  The old housekeeper was still a little unresponsive. Hearing Fu Xiyan's words, he subconsciously nodded, "Oh, okay, young master, you can go."

  Then, the old housekeeper stopped in the middle of the living room and watched them go upstairs.

  **

  Master Fu's room was guarded by two burly ancient warriors, but there was no one in the room.

   Lying on the bed was a white-haired old man, his face was full of wrinkles, the wrinkles were too deep for people to see clearly, whether the person on the bed had their eyes open or closed.

  Fu Xiyan led someone into the door, and first called tentatively, "Grandpa?"

  The person on the bed turned his head slightly, only then did Fu Xiyan be sure that the person on the bed was awake.

   "Ah...Ayan." Seeing Fu Xiyan, Mr. Fu opened his mouth and called Ayan in a stuttering manner.

  Fu Xiyan sat by the bed and reached out to hold the old man's hand, "Grandpa, are you feeling better today?"

   "Okay, okay." Mr. Fu squinted his eyes and said two good words in succession.

   "Grandpa Fu, I'm Ah Chen, and I'm here to see you too." Tang Yichen immediately moved to the side of the bed and waved to Old Master Fu.

  When Mr. Fu saw Tang Yichen, he still squinted his eyes and kept saying yes, only his trembling hands and lips were expressing his excitement.

   Faintly, there are still some tears in the corners of the eyes.

  Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi said, "If possible, don't make him too excited."

  The cold and cool voice sounded in the room, breaking the originally rather warm scene.

   At this time, Fu Xiyan also remembered that he came here to treat his grandfather.

"Grandpa, when I came back this time, I found a little genius doctor. Her medical skills are amazing. Let her show you." Fu Xiyan said, got up from the bed, and then looked at Gu Zhiqi, "Xiao Qi ,sorry to bother you."

  Gu Zhiqi nodded lightly, walked to the bed, and sat down.

  Mr. Fu had already given up hope for any genius doctor or not.

   After all, even Ling Wanrong, the leader of the Immortal Doctor League, couldn't find the cause of his illness.

  He didn't think that in this world, anyone's medical skills could be better than Ling Wanrong's.

   It's just that, after all, he was recruited by his grandson, so it can be regarded as a kind heart, he thought, just cooperate, it's nothing.

   It's just that when Mr. Fu saw Gu Zhiqi's appearance, he almost healed on the spot.

  What happened to his grandson?

   Why is it that each of the genius doctors I found is younger than the other?

  The last time I found a kid in his twenties, forget it.

  This time this...teenage, right?

   Might as well let him heal himself.

  (end of this chapter)