Seeing that she was stammering, Xiao Fanyun guessed that she must have something to ask for, so he smiled politely: "Auntie just say anything, just say it. We are not outsiders."

Lan Qinghui gritted her teeth and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoyun, my aunt loved you the most since she was a child, and I had no choice but to come to you."

Xiao Fanyun asked, "Auntie is short of money?"

"It's not a matter of money, you don't know how rich your third uncle is." Lan Qinghui sighed and said, "It's your uncle who is sick."

"Is it sick? What kind of serious illness?" Xiao Fanyun wondered in his heart. He had shown his uncle's face and could live to at least ninety years, and he would have been more than twenty years of life.

"It's not big, it's not small, the key is that several diseases have occurred together." Lan Qinghui said and cried: "You also know that your uncle has been working for the village for most of his life, but who would have thought that the village would be gone. He is too idle, and when he is idle, all old problems have come. Aunt wants to ask if you have any magic pills to regulate your body?"

Xiao Fanyun said laughing and cryingly: "Aunt, you should take your uncle to the hospital to find a doctor for this matter. There is a wild Taoist priest who has been a monk halfway through. If anyone tells you that you can treat the gods and Buddhas, it must be feudal superstition."

"It would be great if your uncle was willing to go to the hospital." Lan Qinghui said depressedly: "Your uncle and third uncle both advised him, but he refused to go, insisting that he had no problems with his health and was very good. But recently I saw that his face was sallow and yellow, and his whole body was losing flesh, and his cheeks were almost thin and concave."

Xiao Fanyun frowned and asked directly: "Auntie, does uncle have a sweet smell of urine?"

"Ah?!" Lan Qinghui was confused.

Xiao Fanyun reminded: "I'm guessing too. Aunt, please pay attention to whether my uncle's urine has a strong sweet smell, whether his eyes are bloodshot, whether his appetite is depressed, and he is often thirsty, so he doesn't have to drink water."

"Yes, yes, he has been saying recently that he has a bad appetite and is still thirsty. Sometimes he gets up in the middle of the night to drink water, and then lie down after drinking water, and then gets up and pee again." Lan Qinghui said more and more nervously, "Xiaoyun, can your uncle have some terminal illness, right?"

Xiao Fanyun comforted: "Auntie, don't be nervous. The symptoms you mentioned are very likely to be diabetic. You should take him to the hospital for a check-up. Although this diabetes is a chronic disease, it will still kill people if you let it go."

"Oh, this is a goddamn thing. I said he would go to the hospital and he would definitely not go!" A deafening howl immediately came from the other end of the phone, almost deafening Xiao Fanyun's ears.

Xiao Fanyun hung up the phone with a helpless look on his face. No need to guess, he knew that his uncle's house must be in chaos.

Two days later, my aunt suddenly called again, and as soon as it was answered, she heard her howl, "Xiaoyun, you have to save your uncle!"

"Auntie said it's a bad person, it's my uncle." Xiao Fanyun said ashamed: "Don't howl, have you been to the hospital?"

"I've been there." Lan Qinghui swallowed even more: "The doctor has confirmed that your uncle is indeed diabetic."

"That's good." Xiao Fanyun comforted: "Aunt, diabetes is not a terminal illness. As long as it is treated properly and the patient is well maintained, it will be fine."

Lan Qinghui cried, "It would be cured if it was just diabetes. Your uncle also had lung cancer!"

"Lung cancer?" Xiao Fanyun said in surprise: "No, right? Uncle doesn't seem to be short-lived. Aunt, don't cry. Is this lung cancer early or late?"

"It's early." Lan Qinghui swallowed even more: "Fortunately, the doctor discovered it early and could still be cured, but it cannot guarantee a 100% cure rate. Xiaoyun, please think of a way to save your uncle."

Xiao Fanyun said helplessly: "Auntie, you are in a hurry to seek medical treatment. The doctors say that it can be cured, why are you still panic?"

Lan Qinghui said: "Isn't it possible that 100% can be guaranteed? I'm afraid there is something. Xiaoyun, do you have anything to increase your success rate?"

Xiao Fanyun said ashamed: "Aunt, treating diseases is not about playing games and upgrading equipment. I can make you a lucky blessing gem. Just believe in the doctor's words and let uncle treat diseases with peace of mind and worry that he will not be in trouble."

Lan Qinghui said, "I heard from Xiao Dong that you would do some peace talismans? Xiaoyun, can you make one for your uncle too?"

Xiao Dongcai is Uncle Xiao and his uncle's nephew. However, he is not as particular as before, and his title is more casual.

For example, Xiao Fanyun officially called Lan Qinghui, but he should be called uncle, but his aunt was used to calling her since she was a child, so she didn't change it back.

In order to reassure my aunt, Xiao Fanyun had to agree: "Okay, aunt, I'll send it to you."

"That's good, that's good." Lan Qinghui finally felt at ease and kept praying to the gods and Buddhas in the sky, which was just a temporary cram.

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Fanyun made a casual talisman and sent it to his aunt by express delivery.

Xiao Fanyun originally thought that the matter would go through, but he didn't expect that a few days later, my aunt called again.

"aunt……"

"Xiaoyun!!! That old guy who was so slaughtered really doesn't want to live anymore. I kept telling him to bring the peace talisman you sent. He insisted that this was a feudal superstition and refused to take it. As a result, the car was hit as soon as he went out today!"

"…………” Xiao Fanyun: "Aunt, how is uncle's injury?"

"I'm filming." Lan Qinghui yelled: "I don't care about his life or death, he's going to seek death and let him go."

After hearing this tone, Xiao Fanyun guessed that his uncle should be not seriously injured.

Xiao Fanyun comforted her again and calmed down her aunt. After waiting for a while, her aunt called again to tell her that her uncle had a slight crack in his calf and had to lie on the bed to recuperate for two months before she could get off the ground.

Xiao Fanyun silently contempted for a few seconds for his unlucky uncle, thinking that this was all called.

After finishing the call with my aunt, Xiao Fanyun came to Sanqing Palace to burn incense and pray for his uncle.

Suddenly, Xiao Fanyun frowned and noticed something was wrong. He had secretly seen his uncle's face. He worked hard all his life and enjoyed happiness without illness or disaster. He should not have inexplicably suffered many disasters!

"Has things changed?" Xiao Fanyun frowned deeply. A person's luck is not static. It will change with the passage of time, environment changes, and various complex factors. However, generally speaking, even if the main life line deviates, there should not be any major errors, unless something dirty is encountered!

Xiao Fanyun narrowed his eyes and flashed a cold light. Although he was very frank about the birth, old age, sickness and death of mortals, it did not mean that someone could still remain indifferent to his relatives.

Xiao Fanyun immediately decided to go to the capital in person.
Chapter completed!