The American Scripture

Pierre and Philip hurried home or the company, after explaining all the work, they hurried to the hospital. When they pushed open the door of the ward, they were not stunned.

A strange young man was sitting in front of Kirk's hospital bed, chatting and laughing with him, and Rachel, who was facing the young man, also smiled from time to time. The young man turned to Pierre and Philip. From this angle, he could see the warm smile on the young man's face.

"I'm sorry..." Pierre interrupted the conversation between the three.

"Dad—" Kirk raised his head and called when he saw Pierre and Philip coming in, then pointed to the young man next to him and said, "This is the Asian I told you about. Actually you guessed it right. , He is a Chinese!"

Zhen Fan stood up, faced Pierre and Philip, stretched out his hand, smiled and said: "I heard Kirk mentioned you just now, you must be Mr. Sanders, hello." He turned to Philip again. Shake hands with him and introduce yourself!

"My name is Fan Zhen and I live in Los Angeles. This time I came to New York to see this world-famous big city. To be honest, I only immigrated to the United States a year ago. I have never been to many places!"

"Nice to meet you!" Philip was more attentive than Pierre. He stepped forward, walked to Zhen Fan, and made a please gesture, "Mr. Zhen, you should sit down, let's sit down. Chat!" Pierre didn't know where to find a few chairs, and a few people sat down.

"There is a question, do you know Mr. Wang?" Philip asked directly. And this sentence is a bit confusing, Mr. Wang has gone too much, so ask. How was someone answered? Pierre also looked at him in astonishment, obviously this was a bit rude.

"Can you describe Mr. Wang you said?" Zhen Fan asked with a smile.

"Yes, it's very thin. I was about 60 years old a dozen years ago. I was five feet nine in height, with a long beard and a beard on my chin. I only knew it was Mr. Wang. He didn't say his name, so I Mary doesn't even know what his name is." Philip seemed a little regretful.

"Hmm. What did he say to you? Or did he do something?"

"Mary asked him to ride a ride. Rachel was in the car at the time, so he gave Rachel a jade pendant and said it was a present for her 21st birthday. And it can only be used when she is 21. It was given to her when it was time. Mary kept it."|Philip said, "Mary is my wife! She died very early! Rachel was eight years old."

Speaking of this, Rachel's expression is also a little sad, it is obvious that she has a vague impression of her mother now. Although she was eight years old at that time, the memory of eight years old didn't have much to remember for a little girl. Her mother mainly came from self-portrait videos and photos.

"I'm very sorry!" Zhen Fan said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to let you recall unhappy things." Seeing Philip's expression a little sad, Zhen Fan still comforted.

"Sorry. It's my problem!" Philip grinned reluctantly. "I always stay in the memory and can't get out. This is a very dangerous thing." He smiled.

"The Mr. Wang you are talking about, I may know, but your description is too abstract and I am not sure. Did your description come from your wife?"

"Yes, she said that!"

"Well, I heard, that piece of jade... is the jade pendant given to Rachel by Mr. Wang, did it save her life? If you can... can you show me a look?" Zhen Fan looked at Philip, this is the purpose of his coming here this time, just to find out if the third uncle has been here and give them their jade pendant.

"Okay, no problem!" Philip said, and took out a handkerchief from his pocket. Later, he carefully wrapped the jade with the handkerchief and kept it with him, because he always felt that he could not save his daughter’s jade. Just throw it away.

Philip slowly unfolded the handkerchief, and a broken jade pendant appeared in front of Zhen Fan. It was a carved image of a tiger, but it was now torn apart.

Zhen Fan took it over, carefully checked the patterns and carving techniques on it, and nodded. It was indeed the carving technique in the same line as his own. From here, it can be inferred that the jade pendant is indeed his third uncle's.

"Yes, this is Mr. Wang's jade pendant, I know!" Zhen Fan smiled, "Can you let me see it? I mean I can take it away? Don't worry, it only takes a day or two. In return, I will use my special plaster to restore Kirk and Rachel's injuries. If there is no accident, their minor injuries will not exceed five days."

"Five days?" Philip took a breath. Obviously, they had made preparations for two people to be hospitalized for one month. Zhen Fan's words were really scary.

"Let’s put it this way, I’m now the team doctor of the Los Angeles Lakers, and Howard, who injured his knee before, is my only choice, and it’s not long. Why don’t you try?" Zhen Fan looked at them and knew it was possible. Will not move them easily, after all, they have known themselves for a very long time.

While Philip and Pierre were still pondering, Kirk suddenly said aloud.

"I'm willing, I want Mr. Zhen to help me. I want to try. It doesn't hurt, isn't it?"

Yes, it doesn’t hurt, does it? Philip and Pierre also thought of this question. But there is another problem. Once the optimal treatment time is delayed, sequelae may be left, if Zhen Fan's treatment is not effective.

"Well, I will use my plaster first to see the effect, don't tell the doctor here, I will come tomorrow!" Zhen Fan said to them.

"I believe in you!" Kirk has always believed in Zhen Fan. Ever since he was magically predicted by Zhen Fan, he believed that this man must be a magical prophet.

Pierre and Philip thought about it, and nodded in agreement.

Kirk’s injured area is easy to find, so he lay down on his stomach to remove the bandage. You can apply it, and for his gunshot wound, Zhen Fan also used anti-inflammatory powder.

"Just take it well!" Zhen Fan told Kirk. Then turned to Rachel and said with a smile, "Sorry, I have to untie your shirt..."

"Let's go out first!" Pierre said to Philip, "We will come in later!" It's a bit embarrassing to stay here, after all, Rachel is going to show part of her body, and these two fathers have to avoid .

"Okay. Do I need to do it myself?" Rachel is very generous. She is more convenient than Kirk, so she stretched out her hand. He wanted to unbutton her medical suit, but Zhen Fan stopped her.

"I'll be fine, you are injured, it is best not to move too much!"

Zhen Fan stretched out his hand as he spoke. Unbuttoned Rachel's chest. It was untied all the time, leaving only the last button untied, and then gently separated the two sides, exposing more than half of her full breasts, and the rest was covered with medical clothes, without revealing the two most important points.

Kirk trusts Zhen Fan very much. He has been watching this process without saying a word. Instead, she looked at Rachel with encouraging eyes, hoping to give her some confidence.

Zhen Fan gently applied the ointment on it. Then he helped to button up her clothes. I have to say that the girl's skin is very good, very tender and has a white glow, which is very seductive. But Zhen Fan had seen someone better than her, and he was able to control his emotions well.

"Okay, see you tomorrow!" Now that everything was done, Zhen Fan stopped talking nonsense with them, said goodbye to Rachel and Kirk, and walked out of the ward, and Pierre and Philip were seen outside the ward.

"You should be able to see the effect tomorrow, so make your own decision! This...Jade Pei..." Zhen Fan handed the Jade Pei over.

"No, you can keep it first. Now it is of no use to me. It is more memorable. Maybe you can see something!" Philip did not pick it up, but said to Zhen Fan, "Since you know Mr. Wang , It can be regarded as returning to the original owner." In fact, Philip thought clearly when he came out just now.

"Okay, I'll put it away first. By the way, I will come again at this time tomorrow!" Zhen Fan said, shaking hands with the two of them to bid farewell, and he went straight back to the hotel, without even thinking about going to Times Square Walk around, because he is eager to figure out what is going on with this jade pendant?

When Zhen Fan left, Pierre and Philip hurried into the ward. The two young men were still lying in bed, talking. And there are surprises in the language.

"Unexpectedly, I felt it so soon!" Kirk said to Rachel, "feeling hot and painful back bone, now it's better, I don't know if the medicine is working!" Kirk was still lying on his stomach, and his wound was wrapped up again by Zhen Fan.

"how do you feel?"

"It's hot, just like you, very comfortable. I don't know if it's healing, but I can feel it's better than before. Do you think this is a psychological effect?" Rachel asked with a smile.

"Perhaps not! We'll know the result tomorrow, don't we?" Philip smiled and walked over, "Get a good rest, don't think too much, what do you want to eat? Or am I going to buy you pizza for the nutrition meal in the hospital?

"I hate pizza!" Rachel wrinkled her nose~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But... it's better than a nutritious meal in the hospital! "

All three of them laughed, and Kirk didn't feel how painful it would be to involve the wound.

The next morning, at the strong request of Philip and Pierre, the doctor re-examined Kirk's wound and re-examined him and Rachel with X-rays.

The results were surprising. Kirk’s wounds healed very well, greatly exceeding the original estimate, and the broken bones of Kirk and Rachel showed signs of healing, which made the doctors treating them very surprised. Surprised, in the end, when there was no way to explain, it was due to the physical fitness of the two young people.

Because Zhen Fan had instructed him not to talk about his private treatment. After all, this was a violation of the rules, so the doctors left with doubts. But it’s a good thing that the patient starts to get better.

"I said it a long time ago, I believe Zhen, now look, I'm right!" Kirk said to Pierre with some pride, "There are always some geniuses in our world, so... ...Don't look at them like ordinary people!"

"They are not geniuses!" Philip smiled bitterly, "They are messengers of God!" (To be continued...)