Sister, you miss me

"I can save you!" Yang Feng clasped Brighton's wrist tightly, his heart moved, and a swell of alcohol and internal interest was transported there, opening a way in the blood vessels and building bridges, all the way to the heart and viscera, sending it to the overwhelming internal organs. Vigorous.

After a while, Brighton's face returned to the previous sallow, his breath was evenly settled, but his eyes were piercing. He turned Yang Feng's hand, tears in his eyes: "Xiao Feng, have you got the true story of your father." "

"Forget it."

"But..." Brighton stopped talking.

Yang Feng shook his head: "These are not important, I will do a comprehensive inspection for you, okay?"

"Ah..." Brighton nodded, looked at Dracula, and said, "You prepare the will for me, and then call me the lawyer."

"Understood sir."

Just as Dracula was about to walk to the door, Brighton called him again: "All the people in the manor are required to be proficient in Chinese, otherwise they will just roll me up.

"Okay, I'm going to order."

"Grandpa..." Yang Feng was moved inexplicably, and at the same time he controlled Brighton's veins.

Brighton said: "Xiaofeng, you must be curious, why is Grandpa's Mandarin so standard?"

"Yes, why?"

Brighton smiled and said: "That is to communicate with my grandson without barriers. You may not believe it. I have only studied for two months."

"Grandpa, you really have a gift for languages."

Brighton patted the back of Yang Feng's hand, unconsciously crying.

Yang Feng was surprised: "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

"When I saw you, my grandpa remembered my poor daughter, your innocent mother."

Yang Feng sighed, "It's been so many years, so forget about it."

Brighton sighed, shook his head and asked, "Xiao Feng, how long do you think Grandpa has."

Yang Feng closed his eyes, looked for the pulse carefully, then opened his eyes, put Brighton down, checked the skin of several parts, and pressed several organs. Then he lifted Brighton up and said: "Take care of it. , There is no problem for a year or a half."

Brighton held his hand and said: "Xiao Feng, you really got the true biography of your father. He is unparalleled in medicine. One and a half years, enough for me but all my wishes."

Yang Feng shook his head slightly: "Actually, I didn't get his true biography. I just learned a set of acupuncture and moxibustion."

Brighton said: "Although I don't like your father, it is undeniable that he is a great man. He is not only a master of medicine and martial arts, but he is also extremely charismatic. Men admire him and women like him."

Yang Feng smiled faintly, a little unconvinced.

Brighton shook his head and changed the subject: "Xiao Feng, what are the identities of the two young people who came with you?"

"They are here to protect me."

"Oh, is it reliable?"

"Absolutely reliable."

Brighton nodded: "Well, such a big thing has happened in the state. Turn on the TV and I will watch the news."

"Okay." Yang Feng picked up the remote control and turned on the Samsung LCD TV on the wall.

Brighton said: "Xiaofeng, how is your English level? There is no problem with communication, can I watch TV?"

"No problem, except that the square tone is somewhat heavy."

Brighton chuckled, but his eyes were drawn to the news.

Yang Feng also followed.

The host said: As of now, several terrorist attacks have caused 128 deaths and hundreds of people have been seriously injured. The New Jersey State Hospital was full of the wounded. People spontaneously queued up to the hospital to donate blood, and the blood bank was saturated.At the same time, as many as ten violent terrorists were killed on the spot, and two other women detonated a bomb at the waist, creating a terrorist explosion.There are still many violent terrorists at large. The federal government has ordered the closure of the entire territory of the country. At the same time, the Security Bureau is investigating all those involved in violent terrorists.

In a room downstairs, Jack was also paying attention to the news. Hearing the last words of the host, he didn't notice two battles.

However, after some self-consolation, Jack felt that he was completely unfounded and worried, and the immediate thing is that Brighton's will cannot be notarized by a lawyer.

So Jack went to the kitchen and made the soup carefully.

...

Chen Long and Hong Dandong were guided to visit the farm, horse farm, hunting ground, wine cellar of the manor... the two were amazed.

Chen Long muttered to himself: "All of this will belong to Brother Feng from now on."

Hong Dandong shook his head and said: "Originally, I always felt that Dai Di paid too much attention to Yang Feng. Yang Feng really took a lot of shit luck and took advantage of our Hong family. Now it seems that we are afraid that our Hong family will have more in the future. Count on Brother Feng."

Chen Long smiled: "Brother Feng is a person who values ​​love and righteousness. As long as you don't play tricks and make friends with your heart, he will definitely treat you as a brother."

Hong Dandong nodded: "Chen Long, I will. Through this period of time, what do you think of me as a person?"

Chen Long thought for a while: "He looks like a dog, and his force is so-so. There is nothing wrong with it, except for one thing, it's lust."

Hong Dandong said shamelessly: "Aren't people a vain boy!"

Chen Long shrugged: "But don't forget, there is a knife on the head of the color word."

Hong Dandong smiled and said, "I know, Se is a scraping steel knife! However, I am so young and strong, so I don't need to worry about it."

As he was talking, the phone rang, Hong Dandong picked it up and looked at it, his face immediately became unnatural, and he connected: "Daidi..."

At the same time, Yang Feng's phone rang, and it was Qin Xue.

Yang Feng estimated that he had received the news in China, and he switched on the phone and said, "Xiaoxue, did you watch the news?"

"Brother, it's okay if you're all right. Why are you so messy outside? Come back quickly. I don't want you to be rich, as long as you are safe."

Yang Feng's heart warmed and smiled: "Brother is okay."

"Xiaofeng, I'm Dad." Yang Zhantian grabbed the phone, "I'm relieved when I hear your voice. Well, I'll be back soon after I finish the work. This international long-distance call is quite expensive. Hang up first!"

Yang Feng had something to say, Yang Zhantian had hung up, and finally, Yang Feng seemed to hear Xiaoxue's complaint.

Immediately afterwards, Hong Tian called, and he said, "Xiaofeng, I know everything. I also scolded the two unreliable boys. Although Dandong is my son, you don't need to be polite with him. To find out, is it possible that this matter is aimed at you."

Yang Feng shook his head and smiled: "Uncle Hong, how is it possible? I don't dare to be affectionate."

Hong Tiandao: "Yes, this is clearly a terrorist attack against Ai Guo. Someone has already been linked to the 9/11 incident."

"911? Which organization would do it?"

"Although there is no organization statement, but the target is unanimously directed at IS."

"Oh, Uncle Hong, I'll come out and make you bother."

"Xiao Feng, you must not say that, it didn't help much. Uncle Hong was embarrassed. Well, I just asked, it's all right."

"Goodbye then."

Yang Feng received his phone, and Brighton said, "Xiao Feng, is Uncle Hong in your mouth Hong Tian?"

"Grandpa, do you know him too?"

"Of course, the former king of mercenaries in the Middle East battlefield, unfortunately, Xiang Yinglong fell in your small county."

Yang Feng's skin became hot: "It's a pity, I heard that he is a nice person!"

Brighton nodded: "Yes, he tried his best to oppose my plan of attack at the beginning, but it was a pity that he was lighthearted in Heishui and couldn't control the overall situation."

Thinking of Xiang Yinglong being shot headshot by Hong Tian, ​​Yang Feng's heartbeat was a little fast. In order not to show his feet, Yang Feng immediately changed the subject: "Grandpa, have you been taking Chinese medicine all the time?"

Brighton's eyes lit up: "How do you know? It's not because of the pulse!"

Yang Feng shook his head: "I saw the medicine bowl."

"Oh." Brighton nodded: "People are getting older and their health is getting worse. Western medicine has serious side effects. I heard that Chinese medicine is milder and has limited damage to the organs. So I went to Chinatown to see an old Chinese doctor and grab a few pieces of Chinese medicine.

"Is it effective?"

"It did have some effect at first, but it hasn't been so obvious recently."

Yang Feng nodded: "Grandpa, who is in charge of your prescription and boiling medicine?"

"Jack, my sister’s only son, you should also call uncle." Brighton thought for a while and then said, "I know he came for my inheritance, so I changed his name to Jack. However, in general, he took care of me in every possible way."

Yang Feng nodded slightly, not agreeing with Brighton's words, but determined his own guess. Something was added to the medicine, which turned the original warming and tonic prescription into a chronic poison.

At this moment, Jack walked in with a smile on his face, holding a bowl of hot medicinal soup in his hand, he nodded at Yang Feng, approached Brighton, and said, "Uncle, it's time to drink the medicine."

Yang Feng looked on coldly.

Brighton frowned slightly and said, "Recently, the effect of this medicine is much worse, and it's miserable. It's hard to take it. You don't need to drink it."

Jack shook his head: "Hey, uncle, that's not how it is said. There is an old Chinese saying that good medicine is bitter but good for disease. This bitter medicine is good medicine."

Brighton glanced at Jack, then at Yang Feng, seeing Yang Feng nodding slightly, he lifted the medicine bowl with a bitter expression and brought it to his lips.

Yang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and she realized that Jack's face was unconcealed.

"Wait!" Yang Feng yelled softly. Brighton just raised his wrist and heard Yang Feng's voice. He put down the medicine bowl again and said, "Xiao Feng, what's wrong?"

The panic on Jack's face flashed away, and then he watched Yang Feng fill in his righteous indignation and said: "Xiao Feng, since uncle recognizes you, I am willing to accept you, but you are too naive. This medicine is very nourishing. Why did you interrupt Uncle's medication."

Yang Feng stepped forward to take the medicine bowl, and said: "My home is a clinic, I have a little bit of fur on Chinese medicinal materials." After that, Yang Feng put the decoction to the end of his nose and sniffed, while closely observing Jack's unnaturalness. look.

"Well, it really is a great tonic formula. The formula is 10 grams of Codonopsis, 10 grams of roasted Astragalus, 3 grams of cinnamon, 15 grams of Rehmannia, 10 grams of Stir-fried Atractylodes, 6 grams of Stir-fried Chuanxiong, 15 grams of Angelica, and 10 grams of wine. , 10 grams of Poria, 6 grams of roasted licorice, 50 grams of cuttlefish... It has a very real name, called Shiquan Dabutang."

Seeing Jack's eyes widened and shocked, Brighton asked: "Jack, what's the matter with you?"

Jack pointed to Yang Feng: "He...he actually said exactly one word."