Jiang Yan chatted and hung up the phone.

However, he found that the old driver in front of him had already laughed from ear to ear: "Little brother, you brag like me when I was young, but I don't dare to brag as much as you do, I mostly want to make my mother happy, Fool her and said that I know the richest boss in our village, and you are too ruthless, you keep up with current affairs with one mouth, and boast that you are the inheritor of the forbidden spell."

Jiang Yan was also amused: "Brother, how do you know I'm not?"

The old driver complained: "Then if you do, all over the country, according to Weibo statistics, there are tens of thousands of Forbidden Mantra inheritors, Douyin, Toutiao, Bizhan, and everywhere, those one by one. Red, for the sake of the red dress, I pretended to admit the name of the inheritor of the forbidden spell."

"By the way..." The old driver poked the screen twice and handed him his phone, "Here, the Yaksha Shura mask on Taobao sold [-] copies overnight. It's very intense to pretend to be this one."

Jiang Yan didn't take it seriously, and laughed at him for a while.

When the car arrived downstairs in front of the house, he handed him a cigarette.

"Brother, listen to me, go home, light this cigarette in your mother's ward, I guarantee her good health."

The old driver took the cigarette painfully and put it away: "Little brother, you are also a ruthless person. When people see patients, there are people who send fruits and flowers. Come on, you give me the whole Chinese child."

"Okay, our eldest brother has a fate, brother, thank you for your concern."

Watching Jiang Yan go back and looking at the black shuttles outside, the old driver was also a little frightened.

Forget it.

Just call it quits today.

The old driver Lin Dagen drove the car and returned to the hospital where the old lady was.He was originally from Linjia Village, and he took his wife to Nancheng to seek a living after he broke up.

So here, the helpless, full of melancholy, can only tell the guests on the road, even if they know it will be annoying.

When he first got into the elevator and met the attending doctor, he quickly nodded to please him and asked about his condition.

Without money to stuff red envelopes, Lin Dagen could only try his best to gain goodwill.

Fortunately, the attending doctor also has medical ethics: "Mr. Lin, your mother was over-emotional because of severe stimulation. This is very dangerous for the elderly. In addition, her heart is not good, and she may need surgery."

Surgery, that is, at least [-] yuan.

Lin Dagen's mood suddenly fell from the sky to hell.

He walked back to the ward in a daze.

When he saw his wife and three children, he reluctantly recovered a little bit of anger.

Immediately, looking at his daughter-in-law who took good care of his old mother, Lin Dagen finally couldn't hold back his eyes, and his eyes were red: "Daughter-in-law, it's been hard work, you must be frightened at Nancheng Airport today, I didn't give you a rest, you have to come Take care of my mother... I'm Lin Dagen really..."

"I'm sorry you."

"It's useless for me to make you make that kind of suicide decision..."

In the live video circulating on the Internet, he saw with his own eyes that his daughter-in-law was so angry that Pan Feihong slammed into the Bentley in public. He was really scared afterwards.

Fortunately, that ghost baby saved his wife.

That's right, his daughter-in-law, Ma Zhenzhen, a kowtow rural mother at Nancheng Airport, was thinking of hitting her to death in public, using her death to attract social attention, and leaving hope for her husband and children to get their money back.

Ma Zhenzhen comforted him: "Don't talk nonsense, don't we have hope, that ghost baby and Yasha Shura are our great benefactors, after the matter has fermented, the official has issued an announcement that our unfinished building will soon begin to recover built."

Lin Dagen smiled miserably: "But my mother is going to have an operation, my daughter-in-law, I'm useless...I don't have any money...".

===048 New Mission: [Concentration Pill] [Wind Queen Qimen] ===

The ward quickly fell into the silence of the two of them.

I thought that things in the unfinished building had improved, and the small family of the two could return to the kind of poor but warm life before.

But... [-] medical bills.

Ma Zhenzhen gritted her teeth, reached out and touched the heads of the three children, her voice was a little hoarse: "Yangyang, mother promised to make a room for you, but it may have to be pushed back again, mother is sorry for you."

She leaned down and met the disappointed eyes of the three children, "Now grandma needs money for the operation, let's return the house and treat grandma, shall we?"

Seeing the three sensible children nod their heads, and the distress hidden in the eyes of the daughter-in-law.

Lin Dagen's heart was very sad, and the dignified man clenched his fists and tried to straighten his neck so as not to let the swirling tears fall.

After quitting smoking for 3 years, his heart is blocked at this moment, and he really wants to take a cigarette to slow down. Lin Dagen subconsciously takes out the flower that Jiang Yan gave him.

"If you really are the inheritor of the Forbidden Spell, that would be great..."

Lin Dagen smiled bitterly and lit a cigarette.

The moment when the smoke rises.

He was shocked to find that there was a looming ray of light above the cigarette, take a closer look.

That seems to be...

There are mysterious lines imprinted on the cigarette paper!

It's like what everyone on the Internet said - talisman!

That light suddenly turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the sleepy mother on his hospital bed.

Immerse in the body at the moment.

Lin Dagen seemed to have seen a miracle. His old mother, who had been asleep for more than half a month, actually woke up!

"Doctor! Doctor!"

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