Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 92

Zhao Yifan suddenly realized, his eyes fell on Mr. Lin's legs covered with blankets, and he said seriously: "Mr. Lin, this is due to your continuous physical exercise for decades. Your illness can last until the end of your illness." Now, if I guessed correctly, the person who went down the river with you to work in winter, probably had his legs amputated long ago, right?"

"Hehe, you really deserve to be my doctor Yang's younger brother."

Mr. Lin laughed, nodded, sighed, and said, "You guessed it right, many of the people who went down the river with me to work back then had leg pains every day afterward, and eventually bone necrosis and amputation... Sigh !"

He didn't want to think about those old things, so he changed the subject and said with a smile: "Doctor Zhao, don't call me Mr. Lin anymore, you are my benefactor's younger brother. In addition to saving my life, Dr. Yang also taught me how to breathe. Introducing the method of strengthening the body can also be regarded as the kindness of preaching and teaching me, and you call me Mr. Lin, it is simply a mess of generations!"

After a pause, Mr. Lin said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "You can just call me by my name. If it is really based on seniority, I have to call you uncle."

Zhao Yifan was taken aback immediately, and quickly waved his hands and said, "That's no good, Mr. Lin, one size fits all, besides, you are an idol I adore!"

But I didn't expect that Mr. Lin is a person who attaches great importance to tradition, especially when it comes to his seniority. In any case, he is unwilling to accept Zhao Yifan calling him Mr. Lin, and insists on letting Zhao Yifan call him by his name directly.

In the end, it was Zhao Yifan who came up with a compromise, and said cautiously: "Mr. Lin, in fact, my senior brother taught you the method of exercising your body, and it can be regarded as teaching you on behalf of my master. If you don't mind, I will I just have the courage to call you Brother Lin, do you think it will work?"

"well!"

Mr. Lin pondered for a while, nodded his head again and again, and said with a smile, "You're still smart, haha, Yifan, you can call me Senior Brother Lin!" He stroked the beard on his chin and said with emotion, "No I know if he will recognize Dr. Yang when he meets Dr. Yang in the future."

"Don't worry, he will approve."

Zhao Yifan smiled, and touched the golden needle hoop on his finger. This was a token given to him by his master Li Xiao before his death. That is to say, the current head of the Danfu Sect is actually Zhao Yifan.

As long as Zhao Yifan thinks that Yang Zhiyuan's actions back then can be regarded as teaching on behalf of a teacher, then it can be regarded as teaching on behalf of a teacher!
"Hahaha, just approve, just approve!"

Elder Lin laughed heartily. In fact, he used to call Yang Zhiyuan his eldest brother, but now he just changed his name to senior brother. The relationship between the two has improved. He said happily: "I didn't expect to be old too. There will be one more Junior Brother coming out, I really want to drink a few glasses of wine to celebrate."

Bang bang bang.

There was a knock on the door.

"Grandpa, can I come in?"

A female voice sounded.

"It's Lin Lan who's back."

Elder Lin immediately recognized the voice of his granddaughter Lin Lan, and said with a smile, "Come in."

Lin Lan, who was tall and skinny, walked in and said, "Grandpa, what is it that makes you so happy that you still want to drink alcohol? Have you forgotten that the doctor forbids you to drink alcohol?" Found Zhao Yifan in the room.

Zhao Yifan's eyes lit up, Lin Lan was about 20 years old, and Lin Shao'an was a little bit like Lin Shaoan between his brows, but only the outline of his face was similar, and his demeanor was perfect, showing that ladylike temperament.

"Haha, of course Grandpa is happy."

Elder Lin looked at Lin Lan dotingly, pointed at Zhao Yifan beside him, and said with a smile, "Because Grandpa has an extra junior."

When Lin Lan heard this, her jaw dropped in shock and her mind was in a mess. She pointed at Zhao Yifan and said in disbelief, "Grandpa, what are you talking about?"

"Lan Lan!"

Seeing Lin Lan's actions, Elder Lin's face darkened, and he said displeasedly: "Put your hands down, according to the rules of seniority, you should call Yifan Master Uncle, no big or small!"

Lin Lan's jaw shattered to the ground again!What an international joke!This Zhao Yifan looks like he is about the same age as him, so let him call him Master Uncle?

How can this be shouted out?

"Ahem, Brother Lin."

Seeing Lin Lan's dumbfounded expression, Zhao Yifan coughed a few times, waved his hands, and said, "Let Lin Lan call me by my name directly, and let's return one size to another."

Lin Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to herself, you're a kid with insight... But, how did this Zhao Yifan somehow become Grandpa's junior?I've never heard of such a character before.

"How can this work?"

Mr. Lin shook his head, and said decisively: "Isn't that a mess of seniority? I call you junior brother, and Lanlan calls your name, so what am I?"

Lin Lan collapsed again.She felt that she couldn't stay here any longer, and said, "Grandpa, you guys talk first, and I'll go out first." She decided to ask her father.

"...What did you say? That Zhao Yifan has become your grandfather's younger brother?"

Hearing Lin Lan's words, Lin Shao'an was also stunned. I'll go. Zhao Yifan was obviously invited to see the old man. There is no news about whether the old man's illness will be cured. How could he become the old man's junior in a blink of an eye?
"dad."

Lin Jie on the side also had a confused expression on his face, and couldn't help but said, "If it's according to grandpa, wouldn't I also call Dr. Zhao my uncle?"

"I'll go over and see what's going on."

Lin Shaoan couldn't sit still anymore, this had to be clarified.

"Dad, Doctor Zhao."

When he came to the room, Lin Shaoan pretended not to know about it, and greeted the two of them as if nothing had happened.

He noticed that his father looked very good, beaming.

"Shao'an, come, come, let me introduce you again."

Seeing Lin Shaoan coming in, Mr. Lin said with a smile: "I chatted with Yifan just now, and I recognized this little junior brother, Shaoan. You have to change your name in the future. You can't call Dr. Zhao anymore. You have to call him a doctor." Uncle Fan."

Although Lin Shaoan was prepared, he still felt like he was going to collapse after hearing what Mr. Lin said. He coughed a few times, and said awkwardly, "Dad, is this... a little inappropriate?" After all, no matter what, He, Lin Shaoan, is also the leader of a department with real power.

And Zhao Yifan is just a boy in his 20s. If he calls him uncle and someone hears him, what will he think of him?Is there any majesty of leadership left?

"Not quite right?"

Elder Lin's expression sank when he heard the words, he was not angry, and exuded the majesty of being in the top position for a long time, and reprimanded: "Lin Shao'an, have you been a leader for a few days, and you don't know who you are anymore? Yifan is my junior brother, Out of emotion and reason, you still want to call him uncle, I don't quite understand, what's wrong with this? Do you still understand rules and manners!"

Seeing the old man getting angry, Lin Shaoan felt a little terrified, and racked his brains to think about how to answer.

"Senior Brother Lin, forget it."

Zhao Yifan quickly smoothed things over, and said tactfully: "Seniority or something is not very important. The times have changed, and we can no longer use the old concepts to handle things. I think, Mr. Lin and I... Shaoan and the others are still the same. Let’s just call them by their first names, it’s more natural, to be honest, I also feel too awkward and unnatural to ask them to call you Shishu or Shishuye.”

If so, it came from Lin Shaoan's mouth, then Mr. Lin would definitely not agree.But if Zhao Yifan said it, he would have to think about it.

After pondering for a while, Elder Lin glanced at Lin Shaoan who was feeling unnatural, sighed, nodded and said, "Junior brother, you are right, the times are different, alas, I am old."

"Brother, how old are you?"

Zhao Yifan followed his words and said with a smile: "You are growing old and strong, and you have to live for decades."

"That's right, Dad, don't think about it, your body is still strong."

Lin Shaoan glanced at Zhao Yifan gratefully, he knew in his heart that the old man had already acquiesced to Zhao Yifan's proposal.

"Tough? Hmph, I'm about to die of anger from you."

Lin Lao said with a sullen face, displeased.

Lin Shaoan hurriedly stood beside him with a smiling face.

"Shao'an, let me tell you, although you don't need to call me uncle, you must treat my brother as an elder in your heart, do you understand?"

Elder Lin snorted, reminding Lin Shaoan of the lesson: "Don't underestimate him just because he is young!"

"Well, I know Dad."

Lin Shaoan naturally didn't dare to refute anything. In order to avoid continuing this embarrassing topic, he turned his head and said to Zhao Yifan with a smile, "Yifan, um, I'll call you that, okay?"

"Okay, of course no problem."

Zhao Yifan nodded and said with a smile, "I feel kinder this way."

Elder Lin rolled his eyes, but held back when he wanted to say something.

"Yifan, are you sure that my father's illness will be cured?"

After all, Lin Shaoan was still concerned about his father's illness, otherwise, he would not have let Zeng Qiang go to Jiangnan Province to find out about Yang Zhiyuan.

Because for these years, Mr. Lin has been talking about it, and if he wants to be cured completely, only Dr. Yang can do it.

After all, when Elder Lin was seriously injured, it was Yang Zhiyuan who snatched him back from the hands of Hades. He had the most say in Yang Zhiyuan's medical skills.

After Elder Lin and Zhao Yifan met, they only focused on chatting about Yang Zhiyuan, but they hadn't had time to talk about his condition.

Hearing Lin Shaoan mention this topic, Elder Lin couldn't help but feel a little worried.

This was because Zhao Yifan was too young, and Mr. Lin didn't know that his medical skills were almost as good as Yang Zhiyuan's.

Facing the gazes of the two, Zhao Yifan smiled confidently, and said, "Shao'an, don't worry, although my brother's body is full of cold poison, I am [-]% sure that I can completely pull out these old cold poisons. After three acupuncture sessions at most, Brother Lin will definitely be able to walk freely and heal completely!"

"what?"

Lin Shaoan shook his body, and said in disbelief: "Yifan, you, are you really so sure?" Indeed, he wondered if Zhao Yifan was talking big and boasting.

You know, for Mr. Lin's illness, he has seen countless authoritative experts, professors and doctors of the national level over the years.

Everyone said exactly the same thing, "Old Lin's disease is an old disease. It has been too long. It can only be controlled, and the cold poison in the body cannot be completely eliminated!"

And when he came to Zhao Yifan, he even said that it only takes three acupuncture sessions to completely heal him!
How can Lin Shaoan believe this?
(End of this chapter)