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Zhang Jinyang's residence was not far from the Chinese Medical Hospital, and it was only four to five stops away by bus. According to the medical staff's memories, Lin Jin quickly arrived at his doorstep.

The place that Zhang Jinyang was currently living at was a very local style house with a corridor and courtyard style, it was very ancient.

This place was originally not his residence, but instead the residence of an old friend of his. Two years ago, that old friend had passed away from illness, and his old friend's children were not used to living in this old house.

According to the rules of the government, the house should have been demolished, but because of its age and the fame of Zhang Jinyang, this house was preserved for a long time.

But now, it had become a scene in this place.

When Lin Jin came, he discovered that the door was closed, so he walked forward and knocked on the door.

Not long later, the door creaked open. The person who appeared behind the door was a young man around his age and with a handsome appearance. Seeing Lin Jin, the young man looked at him suspiciously: "May I ask who are you looking for?"

Lin Jin said: "I am looking for Godly Doctor Zhang, may I ask if he is here?"

This young man was Zhang Jinyang's grandson and because his grandfather was sick, he took the time to come over and take care of him. Seeing that Lin Jin's appearance was ordinary and he wasn't that old, he didn't put him in his heart and thought that was just here to seek medical treatment. Godly Doctor Zhang is sick and recuperating, we do not receive anyone right now, please go back! "

Lin Jin laughed and said to him: "I'm not here to seek medical treatment. I'm a friend of the Godly Doctor Zhang, and heard that he's sick. I came here specifically to take a look! "

"Oh?"

The young man looked at him again and saw that he was empty-handed. It didn't look like he was here to see a patient.

However, Lin Jin did not mind and continued: "Please tell him that Lin Jin has come to see him."

"Oh!" Hearing the name Lin Jin, the young man still acknowledged him, but he was clearly moved.

"So you're Lin Jin. Come in, come in." As Zhang Jinyang's grandson.

He naturally knew that a person like Lin Jin would not only not ask for anything in return for donating such a large sum of wealth, but he had also frequently heard Zhang Jinyang mentioning this name, praising him as a strange person. In some aspects, even his medical skills could not match up to Zhang Jinyang's.

Someone that could be praised by Zhang Jinyang. There were very few people in the world to begin with, not to mention his medical skills, which he was the most proud of. To be able to make him admit that he was inferior, it could be seen how envious of a talent Lin Jin was.

Especially in Zhang Jinyang's words, this Lin Jin was someone who was around the same age as him.

It was just that … Although he had often heard his grandfather mention this person, he had never seen him visit. This made him feel extremely regretful.

Now.

The Spiritual Master was right in front of his eyes, although he looked ordinary, but with the education he had received and the people he had met before due to his relationship with his grandfather, he knew very well what it meant to not reveal his true appearance, thus he did not dare be negligent and brought Lin Jin into the mansion.

Although Lin Jin did not show anything like proof of his identity, the young man did not doubt his words.

This was because very few people knew of the name Lin Jin. Even though his own grandfather was a famous doctor of his generation, no one would dare to pass off as someone else.

Inside the house was a long courtyard with a few flowers and plants placed within. Upon entering, he felt a sense of serenity radiating from within. It was something else.

The sky had cleared by this time. At the end of the courtyard, under the rays of the sun … An old man with white hair and a white beard was lying on a deck chair with his eyes closed. He was enjoying the warmth of the winter sun and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Lin Jin could see from afar that the one who was lying on the reclining chair was Godly Doctor Zhang Zhang Jinyang.

Seeing him so satisfied, Lin Jin could not help but relax. Looking at the situation, although Godly Doctor Zhang's face was still pale white, his body should still be fine.

As he entered the courtyard, the young man said to him in an apologetic tone: "I'm sorry, my grandfather is taking a nap. Let's wait a bit!"

Hearing the way he called Zhang Jinyang, Lin Jin realized that this young man was actually Zhang Jinyang's grandson. However, when he looked again, he realized that the two of them had similar expressions.

At the same time, some of the Zhang Jinyang's elegance could also be seen from his body when he was young.

This request, Lin Jin naturally would not reject it. Moreover, in this current society, to be able to be so filial to his grandfather was already a very rare thing.

There were still a few chairs in the courtyard. The young man dragged two chairs over and invited Lin Jin to sit at a place that did not affect Zhang Jinyang's sleep.

After that, he brewed another cup of tea for each of them. It was obvious that he was already proficient in receiving guests.

As he drank his tea, the young man politely asked Lin Jin a few questions because he was not very familiar with Lin Jin.

Lin Jin could tell from his expression that this young man was extremely respectful to Zhang Jinyang. While lightly sipping his tea, Lin Jin spoke to him and couldn't help but secretly nod his head.

After about half an hour, a small cloud in the sky flew over and quickly blocked the sunlight. Maybe it was because he felt a little cold on his body, but Zhang Jinyang couldn't help but frown.

When Lin Jin sensed this, the Spiritual Sense immediately left his body and flew ten thousand meters up into the sky. It used its spirit energy to directly scatter the clouds that were blocking the sunlight.

The sun shone down again.

Feeling the warmth in his body, Zhang Jinyang's brows gradually calmed down as he fell asleep.

As the clouds dispersed, Lin Jin's expression did not change, and the youth was also completely unaware of what was happening at that moment.

Maybe it was because he had waited too long, and had even refilled his tea cup once. Seeing that Zhang Jinyang had still not woken up, the young man felt embarrassed. He said to Lin Ming, "Brother Lin, my grandfather still hasn't woken up. Why don't we play chess?"

Just then, Lin Jin heard from his conversation with him that he was Zhang Qinghui, a third year university student from Shengdu University. They were both the same year, 21 years old, just a few months younger than his.

Since the two were of a normal age, Lin Jin was very casual with one of them. After a while of talking, the two became a little familiar with each other.

Seeing the sincere invitation, Lin Jin did not reject, and nodded his head, but laughed: "I only know how to play chess, and it was learnt a long time ago, Brother Zhang, do not bully me!"

"Haha, Brother Lin, you must be joking. I'll go and fetch the chess piece right now. Brother Lin, please wait a moment." With that said, Zhang Qinghui walked into the room.

Not long later, he brought out a board of chess, placed it on a wooden table between the two of them, and began playing chess.

Lin Jin did not lie. This chess game was something that he had learnt when he was young, but he had never touched it ever since he had learned this Tao technique.

After the chess game was set up, the two of them started fighting. In a short while, he lost two rounds in a row.

However, Zhang Qinghui took this for granted, because he could be considered as one of the top experts even in the university chess set. It was very normal for them to win against Lin Jin.

It was just that he did not know why, but he felt that at the start of the game, Lin Jin was still unfamiliar with chess, and there were often some loopholes to look for. However, as time passed, his chess path seemed to become more and more powerful, although it was not as sharp as the average chess player, but in terms of arrangement, he was very imposing, often walking a few steps that Lin Jin did not seem to be paying attention to. In the end, about ten steps later, his important banner got into trouble and was eaten by Lin Jin.

This point, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Although he lost, Lin Jin did not mind. He laughed as he played: "See, I already said I can't do it."

Zhang Qinghui said seriously: "Looks like Brother Lin hasn't touched the chess board for a long time, I could tell that from when you first started playing chess. But, I'm sure that as long as you are willing to focus on chess, you will definitely surpass me by a lot.

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Zhang Qinghui understood chess very well, so he naturally knew that in this chess game, the most important thing was to choose the right path and guess the calculation ability. And in this aspect, it was the layout.

According to Lin Jin's arrangement, for him to be able to deduce that his cultivation method was more than ten steps away, it was naturally quite impressive.

But when Lin Jin heard him, all he did was laugh.

His Intent Step of Transmutation's Concept was able to deduce the trajectory of everything around him based on its influence. Even when fighting with others, he was able to deduce the minute details of their attacks and the changes that might happen afterwards.

With such a powerful calculation ability, it was naturally easy to use it to calculate the number of pieces on the chessboard.

In the beginning, Lin Jin did not consider this aspect, he just casually went down and lost the first round. But in the second round, his calculating ability was naturally shown, whether it was the flag that was moved, he had already calculated dozens of steps, and even calculated how to kill Zhang Qinghui's old marshal.

However, because he had a good impression of Zhang Qinghui, he won another round.

When it came to the third round, although Zhang Qinghui had already calculated it with all his might, under Lin Jin's machinations, after a round of fighting, he still lost, and it became a two win one loss situation.