Chapter: 781
Of course, if Yunxi was a little more proactive.
Then he can't control so much.
It was already very hard to endure, Yun Xi only needed to hint a little, for Lin Dong, it was definitely a thunderbolt.
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Soon, Lin Dong drove through the checkpoints and arrived at the place where Song Simin lived.
Song Jia had already been waiting anxiously outside the gate.
Seeing Lin Dong's car approaching, he hurriedly stepped forward to open the car door for him, and pulled him inside.
Lin Dong saw that Song Jia was anxious and didn't talk nonsense, so he followed Song Jia into the manor.
Sure enough, Song Simin should be in poor condition.
Song Simin sat in the yard the last two times he came here, but he wasn't there this time.
It should be the same as his guess.
Song Simin should have trouble walking now.
This time, Lin Dong saw the power of Chinese ancient Chinese medicine.
Just by observing from the outside, one can basically understand Song Simin's situation and accurately judge the next development.
Lin Dong was dragged into the room by Song Jia.
Song Simin was lying on a quaint bed.
I haven't seen him for more than a week, and Song Simin has become even older. The skin on his face is wrinkled together, and age spots are almost all over his body.
Lin Dong looked at him using the techniques he had learned in ancient Chinese medicine.
In addition to being old, the dead air exuding from his body is getting stronger and stronger.
Lin Dong couldn't connect the old man in front of him with the old man who fought against the nine god-level guardians by himself not long ago.
How high-spirited he was at that time, like a god of war descending to earth, blocking all the forces peeping at China, and giving them a profound lesson.
But now he could only lie quietly on the bed. If Lin Dong hadn't learned the ancient Chinese medicine techniques, he would have been lying here forever, waiting for death.
A man whose strength reached the top in the world and controlled one of the two great empires of the Huaxia Empire, standing at the pinnacle of power, had no choice but to wait quietly for the arrival of death.
Song Simin noticed someone coming in, opened a pair of cloudy eyes, and struggled to get up.
Song Jia quickly ran over to help him sit up.
"Grandpa, please slow down!!!"
Song Simin sat on the bed, looked at Lin Dong and said with a smile, "Lin Dong, I made you laugh!"
It's just that his smile made Lin Dong feel extraordinarily sad.
If it wasn't for China, Song Simin would have had no problem living for another year or so.
But now, after successfully helping Huaxia once again establish its prestige and deter everyone, he has become like this. JrNovels.com
Then he can't control so much.
It was already very hard to endure, Yun Xi only needed to hint a little, for Lin Dong, it was definitely a thunderbolt.
��������
Soon, Lin Dong drove through the checkpoints and arrived at the place where Song Simin lived.
Song Jia had already been waiting anxiously outside the gate.
Seeing Lin Dong's car approaching, he hurriedly stepped forward to open the car door for him, and pulled him inside.
Lin Dong saw that Song Jia was anxious and didn't talk nonsense, so he followed Song Jia into the manor.
Sure enough, Song Simin should be in poor condition.
Song Simin sat in the yard the last two times he came here, but he wasn't there this time.
It should be the same as his guess.
Song Simin should have trouble walking now.
This time, Lin Dong saw the power of Chinese ancient Chinese medicine.
Just by observing from the outside, one can basically understand Song Simin's situation and accurately judge the next development.
Lin Dong was dragged into the room by Song Jia.
Song Simin was lying on a quaint bed.
I haven't seen him for more than a week, and Song Simin has become even older. The skin on his face is wrinkled together, and age spots are almost all over his body.
Lin Dong looked at him using the techniques he had learned in ancient Chinese medicine.
In addition to being old, the dead air exuding from his body is getting stronger and stronger.
Lin Dong couldn't connect the old man in front of him with the old man who fought against the nine god-level guardians by himself not long ago.
How high-spirited he was at that time, like a god of war descending to earth, blocking all the forces peeping at China, and giving them a profound lesson.
But now he could only lie quietly on the bed. If Lin Dong hadn't learned the ancient Chinese medicine techniques, he would have been lying here forever, waiting for death.
A man whose strength reached the top in the world and controlled one of the two great empires of the Huaxia Empire, standing at the pinnacle of power, had no choice but to wait quietly for the arrival of death.
Song Simin noticed someone coming in, opened a pair of cloudy eyes, and struggled to get up.
Song Jia quickly ran over to help him sit up.
"Grandpa, please slow down!!!"
Song Simin sat on the bed, looked at Lin Dong and said with a smile, "Lin Dong, I made you laugh!"
It's just that his smile made Lin Dong feel extraordinarily sad.
If it wasn't for China, Song Simin would have had no problem living for another year or so.
But now, after successfully helping Huaxia once again establish its prestige and deter everyone, he has become like this. JrNovels.com
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