Chapter 1292 Han Sanqian bragging?
The attending doctor was speechless, and Han Sanqian directly closed the ward door and locked it.
"Su Guoyao, if something happens to my father, you will only ask, and you will only help this little kid talk." Su Guolin said to Su Guoyao with gritted teeth. He seemed to want to turn the blame off on Su Guoyao.
Su Guoyao now understands a truth, that is, people are bullied by good people. The more kind he acts, the more bullied he will be. So now facing Su Guolin, Su Guoyao will no longer be humble.
"Su Guolin, hasn't something happened to my dad yet? What is your so-called accident? Is it because my dad died or my dad was cured? What is the result you want to see?" Su Guoyao's questions were raised one after another, which made Su Guolin silence.
Almost all the Su family members knew that Su Guolin hoped that the old man would die in his heart, because he would never have the chance to return to the Su family one day when the old man was there.
On the contrary, the old man died, and the Su family was controlled by the old lady. He still had the opportunity to return to the Su family or even the company.
"Why don't you talk anymore? Do you want your dad to die? You can't even answer such a simple choice?" Su Guoyao continued.
"You fart." Su Guolin was almost on the verge of being anxious. Even if everyone knew that he wanted the old man to die, he could not admit this idea.
"Okay, don't argue, when is it time? Is this useful?" The old lady started talking, and shut up with one sentence.
In the ward, when Han Sanqian walked to the bed, he felt the old man's dying state, and his physical functions were almost at the end. Under such circumstances, no matter how skilled the doctor is, he may not be able to make up for the truth.
Unless the Daluo Golden Immortal comes to the world, the old man can overcome this difficulty.
Coincidentally, although Han Sanqian is not a Daluo Golden Immortal, he has the power of a Daluo Golden Immortal.
As long as he didn't take his last breath, no matter what kind of serious illness he was, he could easily cure it for Han Sanqian.
Having the strength of a powerful man in the divine realm, this disease is no different from a common cold in Han Sanqian's eyes.
"Old man, you are lucky. If I come back one step late, I'm afraid I will have to visit your grave." Han Sanqian said with a smile.
Holding the old man's hand, Han Sanqian's body power was continuously transported to the old man's body, and repairing the old man's internal organs.
This was a huge power consumption for Han Sanqian, so that cold sweat soon oozed out of his forehead.
But the old man's expression gradually became rosy.
The old man who was just one last step away from reporting to the King of Hell, his body functions were fully restored in just a few minutes and he even opened his eyes.
When the old man saw Han Sanqian, he looked puzzled and didn't know what was going on.
"You...why are you here?" the old man asked Han Sanqian slowly.
"If I weren't here, you might be dead." Han Sanqian said.
The old man is quite familiar with his condition, and he is even ready to die at any time.
But now, the old man was surprised to find that his body was not painful, and his limbs were full of strength, as if he was much younger.
"This...what's going on!" the old man asked Han Sanqian in horror.
"I've cured you." Han Sanqian said.
The old man widened his eyes and looked at Han Sanqian in disbelief.
Cured?
These three words have a huge impact on the old man because he is very clear about his physical condition and will almost die, which means it depends on how long the medicine can support him.
The old man dared not dream of being able to be well in his dreams.
But now, it seems to have happened.
"How did you do it?" the old man asked Han Sanqian in confusion.
"You don't need to know how I did it, but although you are good now, you can't be too obvious yet. Otherwise, it may cause me a lot of trouble." Han Sanqian said.
The old man was a smart man. He knew what Han Sanqian said and said, "Do you mean to ask me to continue pretending to be sick?"
"Yes, and you can't let anyone know about the process of this matter, otherwise I can save you and kill you." Han Sanqian said.
These words made the old man feel extremely firm. He knew that Han Sanqian was not joking with him.
Subconsciously nodding, the old man said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that only two of us know about this."
"But." After hesitating for a long time, the old man continued to ask, "Why do you want to save me?"
"I don't want the Su family to change too much. Once you die, your wife will take over the control of the Su family company. I'm afraid there will be earth-shaking changes again." Han Sanqian said.
"Are you doing it for Su Guoyao?" The old man said curiously. He couldn't understand one thing, that is, why did Han Sanqian help Su Guoyao?
Since Feng Qian's cooperation, he seems to have been doing this all the time, but Su Guoyao, what is there to help him?
"He?" Han Sanqian shook his head with a smile and said, "Su Guoyao's life and death have nothing to do with me. What kind of life he faces is not something I will care about. I do this for Su Yingxia."
The old man's expression was frozen for a long time.
Han Sanqian is still a child, and Su Yingxia is the same.
Could it be that Han Sanqian likes Su Yingxia, so he does so many things?
But it's just a girl, and it's worth Han Sanqian doing so many things?
In the eyes of the old man, Han Sanqian is not just a simple identity as CEO Feng Qian’s friend, so if he wants a woman, it must be countless, why did he spend so much energy on Su Yingxia?
"I know you have a lot of doubts, but you are not qualified to know these things. You just need to remember what you should do and what you should do." Han Sanqian reminded.
The old man nodded. He didn't even dare to ask how Han Sanqian cured him.
When he walked to the door of the ward, Han Sanqian opened the door and saw the attending doctor with a gloomy face.
When the attending doctor saw Han Sanqian's face not looking very well, he immediately showed a proud smile and said, "Little guy, are you satisfied with the slightest touch? I can't cure you, how dare you speak shamelessly? Do you regret it now?"
"Who told you that I was disappointed, where did you get your confidence?" Han Sanqian said with a faint smile.
The attending doctor sneered at him. It was time for this, and this little guy was still stubborn. Could he still cover up the facts?
Chapter completed!