At this moment, the TV news just turned to the music channel, playing the latest news.
"It is said that after successfully adapting 'La San', Yev, the world's top pianist, once again immersed himself in the creation of a new song. Yev once reported in an interview that this new song will be supervised and guided by his teacher in person, and his teacher is the mysterious person who once guided him to adapt 'La San'. Let us look forward to Yev's latest work together."
The lights in the living room went out, and Zhang Xuan walked towards the bedroom on the second floor in slippers. Jiang Jing pushed open the door of the villa and began her night protection work.
The next morning, Zhang Xuan got up and wiped the floor as usual.
Lin Qinghan yawned and came out of the bedroom, staggering towards the bathroom, ready to wash.
Before Lin Qinghan walked into the bathroom, the landline at home rang wildly, and Zhang Xuan ran over to answer the phone. This was an internal contact number, and only Lin Qinghan's father could call in.
"Hello, Dad." Zhang Xuan shouted into the phone.
"Xiao Zhang, quickly wake Qinghan up and come with me to see her grandfather!" Lin Jianyu's voice was very anxious on the phone.
In Yinzhou City, Lin's Group is a legendary enterprise.
In the 1980s, Lin Zhengnan, the founder of Lin's Group, led local enterprises in Yinzhou City to develop outward together, and even established the Yinzhou Chamber of Commerce on his own. During this period, under the leadership of Lin Zhengnan, the Yinzhou Chamber of Commerce invested in stocks, real estate, electronics and other fields. In the early 20th century, the Yinzhou Chamber of Commerce was forced to disband, but major enterprises developed vigorously. Although there was no Yinzhou Chamber of Commerce, Lin Zhengnan was the only president in everyone's heart.
Although Lin Zhengnan was successful in his career, his life was not satisfactory. When Lin Zhengnan was at his most prosperous, his wife left in an accident, leaving Lin Zhengnan with one son and three daughters. Since then, the Lin family has been passed down from generation to generation.
The Lin family owns a compound in Yinzhou City. The status of this compound in Yinzhou City is equivalent to that of the compound in the capital. All powerful people in Yinzhou City are proud to enter the compound.
The compound is located in the suburbs of Yinzhou City, covering an area of 21,000 square meters. The courtyard is surrounded by greenery, rockery and water, and a flat cement passage at the gate extends all the way inward.
At this time, a Volkswagen Jetta drove on this cement passage, which was particularly eye-catching.
Jiang Jing parked the car in the parking lot in the courtyard. Here, all the luxury cars worth millions are parked.
The back door opened, and a jade foot wearing black high heels stretched out, matched with seven-point black suit pants. Lin Qinghan, wearing a white shirt on her upper body and a black fine small suit jacket on the outside, got out of the car. Her long hair was tied up on top of her head, and her exquisite and impeccable facial features were full of anxiety. As soon as Lin Qinghan got out of the car, she strode towards the house in front of the parking lot.
There was no figure of Zhang Xuan in the car behind Lin Qinghan.
Lin Qinghan walked out of the parking lot, looked at the one-story building in front of him, pushed open the door, and walked in.
Inside the house, the furniture is all made of mahogany, with an ancient flavor. There is also a faint fragrance in the air. There is no modern furniture in the house. It can be seen that the owner of the house likes this ancient style very much.
At this moment, there are many people in formal clothes in the house, men and women, old and young.
Lin Qinghan looked at the people in the house and opened her mouth slightly, "Dad, eldest aunt, second aunt, young aunt, you are here."
In the house, there are not only people of Lin Jianyu's generation, but also many people of Lin Qinghan's generation.
However, looking at Lin Qinghan's generation, she is the only one with the surname Lin.
"How is Grandpa?" Lin Qinghan looked at her father with worry on her face.
Lin Jianyu sighed and pointed to the inside of the house, "Inside, go in and take a look."
Lin Qinghan nodded, and just as she was about to raise her foot, she saw a middle-aged woman in her forties rushing out from the inner room, her face full of panic, "Oh no, Mr. Lin is gone!"
"What!"
At this moment, everyone in the room looked dazed.
Yinzhou City Suburban Park, I don't know when it became a place for the elderly to practice Tai Chi. Every day from 6 am to 11:30 pm, you can see the elderly everywhere under the shade of the trees in the park, on the square, and beside the stone piers.
Zhang Xuan walked in the park in his beach pants. Every week, two days, he would come to the park to watch the elderly practice Tai Chi. In that slow and gentle movement, Zhang Xuan seemed to be able to restore some calmness to his manic heart, only to blame the previous life for being too bloody.
"Young man, like Tai Chi?" An old and kind voice sounded behind Zhang Xuan.
Zhang Xuan took a look and saw that the person who was speaking was an old man sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a wine-red Tang suit. His hair was already gray, but his face was not bad, with a bit of rosy.
"I don't like Tai Chi." Zhang Xuan shook his head, "but it doesn't stop me from liking to watch it, just like some people will take medicine even though they know it's bitter."
After Zhang Xuan finished speaking, he looked at the old man's legs with his eyes.
The old man looked thoughtful, and after a few seconds of silence, he laughed twice, "Hahaha, young man, there's something behind your words."
Zhang Xuan blinked at the old man, "Maybe."
"Haha, how did you see that?" The old man patted his legs with his hands.
"Face reading." Zhang Xuan pointed at the old man's eyebrows. "Yanxia medical skills have been passed down for thousands of years. They can be used to diagnose pulses, or to diagnose pulses. In our Yanxia, there is a saying that a single hair can affect the whole body, and it can also be used in medicine." Zhang Xuan looked at the old man's body and continued, "Your face is relaxed, rosy and shiny, your qi and blood are sufficient, your meridians are stable, and your hair is sparse but smooth, which proves that your body is not weak. You came here alone in a wheelchair, your arms are strong, your meridians are intact, your waist is straight, and how can your legs not be able to walk on the ground? If it is a fracture, or It's paralysis. You can't have strong blood and qi, and you can't sit so straight. "
"Great!" The old man smiled and clapped his hands for Zhang Xuan, "Little brother, are you studying medicine?"
Zhang Xuan shook his head, "No."
"I don't think so." The old man smiled and asked Zhang Xuan, "Do you mind pushing me for a walk?"
"Mind." Zhang Xuan answered without thinking, "I still have something to do, but I have something to tell you."
"Little brother, please." The old man looked like he was listening attentively.
"Although your limbs are intact, you won't live long. The injury to your heart meridian cannot be treated by medicine. You have chest pain every night, and it is getting worse day by day. You have to find someone to treat you as soon as possible." Zhang Xuan patted the old man's shoulder.
The old man's eyes sparkled, "You are amazing, little brother. An old friend of mine also said the same thing to me, but he passed away three years ago. He told me that if someone could see my illness, they would be able to save me." "Your old friend is quite amazing. He can say such a thing. Let me think about it." Zhang Xuan's eyes showed a thoughtful look, "He died three years ago. Was he called Song Dan?"