Chapter 1885

"Xiaoran! What are you doing? "

The talented Chang'an talent, who can't help but cry out, pushes aside song Shuling's obstruction and rushes forward with panic on his face.

"Dad..." Meng ran Zheng wanted to say something, but his father slapped him hard.

"Pa!"

The clear and loud slap in the face resounded throughout the hall.

"Chang'an You! "

Song Shuling, a strong woman, looked at the scene with a dull face. She could not believe it. Her hands tightly covered her red lips and rushed forward anxiously, caressing Meng Ran's cheek with heartache.

"Does it hurt?"

Meng ran did not say anything, just slightly shook his head.

With Meng Ran's accomplishments, the slap of Meng Chang'an can be easily avoided. Even if Meng ran did not deliberately bear this slap, with the physical strength of the divine king's body, the slap of Meng Chang'an would be enough to shatter all the bones of his hand!

"You nerd! You are crazy! He is your son

How could song Shuling know that this slap was intended by Meng ran. She raised her head and glared at her husband with an angry face, just like a couple fighting.

"I..."

Looking at his wife and son, Meng Chang'an can't help regretting his impulse. However, for Meng Chang'an, a scholar who has read a lot of poems and books, "the king of heaven and earth is his own teacher" is a principle that can never be violated.

Meng Xingzhi was seriously ill and in danger. For his father who has not been filial to him for more than ten years, Meng Chang'an felt guilty. How can he watch his son make a fool of himself in public?

"Father, is he so ill? Where can I drink? Xiao ran doesn't know how to make a monkey out of it. How can you follow it? "

Meng Chang'an turned his head and turned his back to his mother and son, giving a cold reprimand.

At the moment, the whole hall is quiet, no one dare to say more.

Meng Ran is their own son to Meng Chang'an couple.

However, no matter Xiao Yunling or Chen Zheng, the three words "Meng Xianshi" are too heavy. If you give them ten courage, you will never dare to anger Meng ran.

"Uncle Meng, you are wrong about Xiaoran. Xiaoran is an immortal master. This wine is made by himself and can prolong life. Aunt Ling and I have drunk it. Xiaoran wants to save grandpa Meng. "

The gentle and lovely lady Su can't help explaining it patiently, trying to resolve the misunderstanding for the father and son.

Chang'an talent, who helped his father in his arms, had a stiff face. He was just too worried about his father, so he was impulsive. When Su Fangfei mentioned this, he also reacted instantly.

"Xiaoran, you..." Meng Chang'an looks at his son with a little guilt.

Meng ran didn't explain anything, just hugged his mother, gave her a reassuring look, and then motioned for everyone to wait quietly.

About half a minute later, there was a coughing sound that could be heard when the needle fell.

In a crowd of dead eyes, but see this is half foot into the coffin of the old man, eyes slowly open!

"Dad!"

"Grandfather

"Master Meng!"

In an incredible exclamation, both the Meng family's relatives and Chen Zheng's party all rushed forward.

"Old Third? Here is Other courtyard living room? I'm not dead? "

The old man's eyes gradually recovered, and his turbid eyes swept slowly, as if he had gone through hell and looked at his children and grandchildren around him.

"Dad! You're OK! You're OK! How wonderful! Great Chang'an talent can no longer suppress their own tears, burst the dike in an instant.

"Miracle! This is a miracle in the medical world I don't know who first called out, and then the people were completely moved.

Only two drops of wine can save a dying person with advanced cancer. This is not a medical miracle. What is a medical miracle?

At this time, everyone's eyes are eager to find the figure of Meng Xianshi.

But at this time, Meng Ran has already disappeared in people's sight