Entertainment: I became an old superstar

Chapter 269 Am I Dead?
Zhou Dahai was very happy, the feeling of beating the faces of this group of people was really not ordinary refreshing!

When this kind of refreshment came to his heart, Zhou Dahai admired Lin Xuan from the bottom of his heart.

As expected of Mr. Lin's grandson, he was able to create miracles just like Mr. Lin!

He was also very glad that he was able to put all his eggs in one basket on Lin Xuan, and now it was only a matter of time before the fish would flourish!

At this moment, he just wanted to shout "Lin Changge is awesome"!
While Zhou Dahai was really happy, Lin Xuan was still staying at Wang's house, checking Wang Jianhua's physical condition.

Wang Jianhua woke up at seven o'clock in the morning. When he found that he could still see his room, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "So this is what it feels like after death? It's really good, with no bones It hurt so much before!"

But immediately afterwards, Wang Jianhua noticed something strange again.

Doesn't it float to the sky after death?Why does it feel the same as when he usually sleeps in a particularly comfortable sleep?

And why is he still in his room after death?Shouldn't we go to the underworld?

And after death, the soul also needs to breathe, right?

After looking around again and confirming that this is his room, Wang Jianhua was completely stunned. What's going on?
Is it possible to wait for the bull's head and horse face after death?

Maybe that's it!

"Squeak!"

Just when he thought he was waiting for the bull-headed horse face to pick him up, but after waiting for several hours, the door to the room was opened and Wang Dianguo walked in from the outside.

Seeing Wang Jianhua's eyes open, Wang Dianguo's eyes filled with tears, he hurried forward, and swallowed hard, "Dad, you're finally awake!"

"Dian Guo, I... what's going on with me? Am I dead?"

After seeing Wang Dianguo, Wang Jianhua still felt a little dreamlike.

After all, at the moment of death, he really felt that he was going to die, and he was reminiscing about his life in his mind.

But in this situation, how could he be alive?

So he has no way of judging whether this is reality or something in the first place...

Wang Dianguo quickly explained: "Dad, it was Changge who saved you! He learned medical skills from his grandfather, and it was amazing. After a few strokes of acupuncture, he brought you back from the gate of hell, and then gave you food Take the medicine and you’ll be fine!”

"He actually has medical skills?!"

After hearing Wang Dianguo's words, Wang Jianhua finally understood.

But he still had a little difficulty accepting it at first. The director pinched his own knuckles, and he believed it was reality only after being pinched.

There is no way, this is his only way of judging.

"Yes, and it's not an ordinary meeting! I have invited many old Chinese doctors before, but I have never seen him do acupuncture like this. The speed of the needles is like a machine gun!"

If Lin Xuan was not younger than him, he would really start to worship Lin Xuan, how could he be so powerful?
Hearing this, Wang Jianhua's face suddenly turned serious, and he said, "It seems that we have met a real worldly expert! And you said that his medical skills are so good, so his grandfather's medical skills are much better." ah?!"

"It's a pity that Mr. Lin has passed away. Alas... I don't understand. How could he be poisoned to death with such excellent medical skills?"

Wang Dianguo couldn't help sighing.

As a fan of Lin Xuan, he really likes Lin Xuan's songs, especially the Cang Hai Laugh, which is simply his favorite.

But his idol died just like that, and he still can't let it go.

Wang Jianhua shook his head after hearing this, and said, "Dianguo, this medical skill is excellent, but it doesn't mean he can prevent poison. Some poisons can kill people in three seconds. No matter how good your medical skills are, you haven't prepared them in advance." The antidote, you have to die!"

"Ugh!"

Wang Dianguo could only sigh, then changed his mood, and said happily: "But no matter what, Dad, it's great that you can wake up!"

"Yeah! I really felt like I was going to die yesterday, but I didn't expect to come from the ghost gate!"

Wang Jianhua's mood at this time is very complicated. If you say happy, you must be very happy, but if you say sad, then you are very sad.

Because after experiencing the pain of life and death, he felt more and more reluctant to part with his family.

But he understands that human life is up to God, even if he is cured this time, with his body, who knows when he will belch, and then he will not have to experience it again?

Thinking of this, Wang Jianhua felt very uncomfortable, and his joy was swept away.

"By the way, Changge told me that as soon as you wake up, ask him to come over and take a look for you."

"Well, call him here for me. I just have something I want to ask him."

What Wang Jianhua is most concerned about now is how long he can live. If he doesn't have a long life, he doesn't think it is necessary to be rescued.

Sometimes death can really make a difference.

"it is good!"

Wang Dianguo immediately went out to call Lin Xuan over. After Lin Xuan came to Wang Jianhua, he asked with a smile like a doctor, "Grandpa Wang, how do you feel now?"

"It's much better, the bones don't hurt anymore, and the waist isn't tired anymore, but..."

Speaking of this, Wang Jianhua couldn't help asking: "Changge, tell grandpa honestly, how long can grandpa live? Is there two months?"

"Dad! Did you just wake up and say something unlucky?!"

Wang Dianguo couldn't help but complain.

It was so hard to save Wang Jianhua, so he should have a good time, but Wang Jianhua insisted on asking such unlucky words.

Wang Jianhua also had no choice at this time. He felt that if he didn't ask this question clearly, he would have trouble sleeping and eating.

"Grandpa Wang, give me your hand."

Lin Xuan did not answer directly, but asked Wang Jianhua to stretch out his hand, and then Lin Xuan felt Wang Jianhua's pulse.

After taking the pulse, Lin Xuan said regretfully, "I'm sorry, Grandpa Wang, you don't have two months to live."

"That's it...then it's okay. I can still do something in these two months."

When Wang Jianhua heard this answer, he had an expression that was as expected, but even though he was prepared in his heart, he still couldn't help feeling a little sad.

But two months is quite a long time, at least this time I can have a good talk about something else.

After listening to Wang Dianguo on the side, his original happy mood was swept away in an instant. What can he do for these two months?

Take Wang Jianhua to travel to see the scenery?

Do something never before challenge?

These are not what Wang Jianhua likes. Anyway, Wang Dianguo is in a bad mood, but he thinks this is enough.

After all, the sudden death of Wang Jianhua yesterday was the most frightening situation. Many things were not explained clearly!

(End of this chapter)