Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 287 Trust School
"A year and a half is already fast."

Wang Jian breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Indeed, no doctor can fix Yang Zhiyuan's injury. Although he still has to wait for a year or so, this is already the best result.

"Brother."

Zhao Yifan smiled and said to Yang Zhiyuan: "Every time you practice in the future, you'd better take a piece of this wild ginseng, so that the effect will be better. But don't make the interval too short, just take it once a month .”

"Well, I see."

Yang Zhiyuan nodded.

"Yifan."

Elder Lin coughed and said, "How long are you going to stay here?"

"Brother Lin, is there something wrong?"

Zhao Yifan froze for a moment, then asked knowingly.

"I have nothing to do. Your little girlfriend asked me to tell you that a girl named Kang Yingying has something to do with you."

Speaking of this, Lin Laochong smiled meaningfully at Zhao Yifan.

"Who is Kang Yingying?"

Yang Zhiyuan frowned, looked at Zhao Yifan with interest, and said with a joking smile: "Junior brother, she won't be your little girlfriend again, right?"

"Brother, stop joking."

Zhao Yifan quickly explained: "It's just an ordinary friend of mine." He already guessed what Kang Yingying was looking for about him.

It must be about Zhao Baliang.

Calculating the time, Zhao Yifan was a little ashamed. When he went to Latin country, he entrusted Zhao Baliang to Kang Yingying to take care of him for a few days, but all kinds of messy things were involved. It has been almost a month now.

No wonder Kang Yingying would look for her—it was probably Zhao Baliang's request.

In the past half a month in the mountains, the mobile phone has long been out of power.

Others wanted to contact Zhao Yifan, but they couldn't.

Presumably, Kang Yingying must have contacted Zhao Wenwen first, and then Zhao Wenwen found Yiyi, after a lot of twists and turns, she finally found herself.

"Junior brother, if you have something to do, you can go down the mountain first."

Yang Zhiyuan reckoned that he must have something to do with Zhao Yifan, and said seriously, "It's fine for me and Wang Jian to stay here."

"Okay brother."

Zhao Yifan nodded and said, "I'll come back to see you next time."

He stayed on the mountain for another two days. During these two days, Zhao Yifan carefully and conscientiously reported his perception experience during the qi refining period, the state of "latent life" that he found out, and the experience and thoughts he gained this time. Concealment, all passed on to Yang Zhiyuan and Wang Jian.

This benefited both of them a lot.

In particular, the method of restraining aura, such as lurking and breathing, is very precious to any practitioner.

For Yang Zhiyuan and Wang Jian, if they can restrain the aura in their bodies, it will be equivalent to increasing their lifespan by a few years.

Because the qi and blood of practitioners are much stronger than that of ordinary people, like a candle, ordinary people are dim flames, while practitioners' flames are very bright.

A gust of wind came, and the flames of the practitioners returned to normal after only a few swayings, thanks to their powerful energy and blood recovery ability.

The flames of ordinary people will be extinguished at any time.Because they are weak.

But if there is no accident, with the same length of candle, practitioners will burn faster than ordinary people!

It means that the life span of practitioners is not only not longer than that of ordinary people, but may even be shorter than that of ordinary people.

After imparting his experience, Zhao Yifan knelt in front of the master's grave to bid farewell, and then returned to Kyoto with Mr. Lin.

After fully charging the phone and turning it on, Zhao Yifan received countless missed calls and messages.

Among them are Luo Yun's, Yiyi's, Zhao Wenwen's and Kang Yingying's.

Zhao Yifan called Luo Yun, Yiyi, and Zhao Wenwen respectively, and briefly talked about what happened during this period. Only then did he learn that Luo Yun had returned to Qingzhou City, and the flagship store in Kyoto City had already closed. It has been about a month since it opened, and Luo Yun felt relieved to go back when he saw that everything was in good condition.

After all, she had been away from Qingzhou City for a while, and she had to go back to see the situation of Yulan Cosmetics Company.

Zhao Wenwen didn't know where to go to film.

After calling the three girls, Zhao Yifan called Kang Yingying.

"Brother Fan!"

After receiving Zhao Yifan's call, Kang Yingying let out a long sigh of relief, finally there was news about Brother Fan.

"I'm sorry, Yingying, I'm a little busy these days."

Zhao Yifan explained with a smile: "Where is Baliang? What has he been doing recently?"

"Brother Fan, I sent Baliang to the care school."

Kang Yingying explained cautiously: "I signed a new film contract with someone before, and now the production team has started work, and I can't ask for leave. In addition, the production team is in other places, and it is very hard to shoot in the mountains every day. I There are not many good friends in Kyoto City who can take care of Ba Liang, so I thought about it and had to send Ba Liang to a care school for the time being."

"it does not matter."

Zhao Yifan heard Kang Yingying's embarrassing tone on the phone, he smiled, and said: "It's good to let Baliang study in the trusteeship school for a few days, and learn about the outside world by the way, by the way, he is here Which trusteeship school? I'm in Kyoto now, I'll go pick him up."

"Household the school all year round in Haotian."

Kang Yingying said.

"Okay, I see."

Zhao Yifan smiled, the two chatted for a while, and Zhao Yifan hung up the phone.

After saying hello to Mr. Lin, Zhao Yifan went out.

A taxi was haphazardly stopped on the street, and when the taxi driver heard that Zhao Yifan was going to Haotian Year-round Trusteeship School, he couldn't help subconsciously looking at Zhao Yifan a few more times.

This made Zhao Yifan feel a little strange, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, Master, is there something wrong?"

"It's all right."

A taxi driver in Kyoto City is famous for being eloquent, he said with a smile: "I don't think you look like a rich man, why are you willing to send your child to Haotian Year-round Nursing School?" What about reading?"

Only then did Zhao Yifan understand, and asked curiously, "What's the matter? Is the tuition and miscellaneous fees of Haotian's year-round managed school very expensive?"

Now, the taxi driver became even more curious, and said with a smile, "Is it expensive or not, you should know better than me, right?"

Zhao Yifan smiled and said, "I didn't send it there. A friend of mine temporarily sent the child there to study for a while. This is the first time I went there today."

"I see."

The taxi driver suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "The tuition and miscellaneous fees of Haotian's year-round trusteeship school are really expensive. It seems that it costs about 1 yuan a month. Although the name is called a trusteeship school, in fact, It’s similar to aristocratic schools, they are all schools for rich people.”

"It's really expensive."

Zhao Yifan was a little surprised. Indeed, 1 yuan for a month's tuition and miscellaneous fees is really not cheap.

Next, the taxi driver spoke on his own terms.

It turned out that this trusteeship school, as the name suggests, means that parents have no time to take care of their children, so they leave their children in this school to take care of them.

Children in ordinary families are basically taken care of by someone.

Most of the children who need to be taken care of are those whose parents are very busy and can't get away.

So in name it is a managed school.

But in fact, it is equivalent to a noble school.

It is said that there are quite a lot of students there, but the advantage of going to this school is that you can go to school directly anytime and anytime. If your academic performance cannot keep up, there will be special teachers to make up lessons.

After arriving at Haotian All-day Trusteeship School, Zhao Yifan got out of the car and took a look.

The gate of the school is about 100 meters away from the street, and tall plane trees are planted on both sides. The gate of the school is designed in imitation of ancient Western architecture, and an arched gate is designed with several arched columns.

There is a guard room at the school gate, and children are not allowed to leave the school gate when no parents come to pick them up.

On the way just now, Zhao Yifan heard from the taxi driver that the school has a large area, with canteens, supermarkets, department stores and other infrastructure facilities, and it is said that there is even a park.

After registering in the guard room, the guard asked Zhao Yifan carefully for various information about Zhao Baliang.

In desperation, Zhao Yifan had no choice but to call Kang Yingying again, asked a few questions, and after confirming Zhao Yifan's identity, the guard called Zhao Baliang's head teacher.

"Please wait a moment, please."

After putting down the phone, the guard smiled politely at Zhao Yifan and said, "Teacher Fan will lead the child out immediately."

"OK, all right."

Zhao Yifan nodded, not in a hurry, he sat on the chair and waited.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Zhao Baliang still didn't come out, Zhao Yifan couldn't help feeling a little strange.

After more than an hour, Zhao Yifan became a little impatient.

The guard made several phone calls to urge him several times. Only then did Zhao Yifan see a slim young teacher in his 20s, wearing glasses, walking out of the school. Eight taels.

Zhao Yifan's eyes narrowed immediately.

He saw Zhao Baliang's walking posture was extremely unnatural and limping.

When Zhao Baliang walked into the guard room and raised his head, he saw that his face was bruised and purple, and one nostril was stuffed with gauze.

Zhao Yifan's face sank immediately, and he said word by word: "Baliang, what's going on?"

Zhao Baliang glanced at Zhao Yifan aggrievedly, then at the young Teacher Fan, opened his mouth a few times, and said in a low voice, "I fell..."

"Falled?"

Zhao Yifan laughed back angrily. He noticed that when Zhao Baliang looked at Teacher Fan, there was a trace of complexity in his eyes. What's the matter?"

Teacher Fan frowned, and said casually, "Didn't the kid tell you all? He accidentally dropped it!"

(End of this chapter)