I, the last cultivator in the world

Li Hu was speechless after hearing this, his constipated expression, combined with his tall and mighty figure, looked very funny.

Li Hu thought that Lao Wang had called the secretary out, and he had some important secret to tell him, but that was the end?

You don't take it with you when you walk your dog, do you?

"Old Wang, you are joking." Li Hu's face was a little displeased.

"Old Li, it stands to reason that you and my wife grew up in the same college. I have to call your father Uncle Li. If I can really help you, I am obliged to do so. There are some things that I really can't say."

"Since you have found me, you also know in your heart how well my father-in-law is in good health. I admit this. It is indeed because I gave him a magic medicine."

Old Wang smiled, showing a little helplessness.

There is always a need for a little secret in life, and besides, there is no one who asks for someone empty-handed.

"Is there really a magic medicine in this world?" Li Hu's eyes froze in disbelief.

"The world is far more complicated and profound than we imagined. I used to be as ignorant as a child. Now that my eyes are opened, I realize that there are some things we can't imagine."

Lao Wang made a few self-deprecating remarks in a slightly deep voice, inadvertently reminding Li Hu how ignorant you are.

Li Hu was laughed at by Lao Wang's words, he was a little embarrassed, and then said sincerely: "Old Wang, please show me the way, I, Li Hu, will accept your favor for the rest of my life."

Seeing that Lao Wang didn't speak, Li Hu stood up, bowed deeply, and said:

"Old Wang, please, for my father's sake."

Li Hu is a very filial child. Seeing his father lying on the hospital bed enduring the torture of illness, his heart is pierced like a knife.

Since Li Hu was young, because of his superior family background, he has never begged for help, and he does not know how to ask for help. This is the first time he has asked for help.

Although his expression was exaggerated, he was really sincere.

"Hey... I'll show you a way. If it doesn't work out, I can't help it." Old Wang sighed, as if he was moved by Li Hu's strength.

"You said, no matter whether it is successful or not, I, Li Hu, will remember it." Li Hu was excited.

"Your father used to be Mr. Li's subordinate. If Mr. Li is willing to help intercede, there may be a glimmer of hope." Old Wang pointed him to a clear path.

This matter has to be told by Mr. Li, even if he says it himself, it won't save him face.

Even if Xiao Wang and Xia Feng are getting along well now, this can't consume his relationship. Wouldn't it be nice to keep him as a spare?

"I can only beg for mercy when Mr. Li is gone?" Li Hu's eyes widened like a cow, with a shocked expression.

Who is Mr. Li, he is one of the top few in China, Mr. Li can only ask for a favor if he comes forward in person?

Li Hu was stunned, as Lao Wang said, there are too many incredible things in this world.

"Why? Don't you believe it?" Lao Wang sneered.

"It's not that I don't believe it, I just find it a bit unbelievable." Li Hu shook his head.

"That's the end of the story, you can figure it out for yourself. I don't have such a big face. It's just a coincidence that I got the magic medicine."

It was a coincidence that Lao Wang got this magical medicine. No one thought that Xiao Wang just bought a villa for Charlene, and Xia Feng's reward would be so great.

That thing cannot be measured by price. It can only be said that Xia Feng values ​​friendship and has no concept of money.

"I see, thank you for telling me, I'll ask Mr. Li for help." Li Hu said hello to Lao Wang and walked out.

Lao Wang looked at Li Hu who was leaving, and said to himself: I hope you can succeed.

Then Lao Wang poured himself a cup of tea and drank it leisurely with his legs crossed. This life is so pleasant!

After Li Hu came out from Lao Wang, he directly found Li Jiaming, Li Lao's son, and after explaining the situation to Li Jiaming, Li Jiaming told Li Lao on his behalf.

Although Li Hu served in the army, his family has always been in the system. If he wanted to contact Mr. Li directly, he was indeed not qualified.

After finishing everything, Li Hu returned to the nursing home to wait for the news with peace of mind.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Mr. Li called him back.

"Xiao Li, I heard Jiaming said you were looking for me?" Old Li's thick voice came over the phone.

Li Hu held the phone excitedly, and then said sadly: "Hello, Mr. Li, my father is dying soon."

"If you have any needs, you can try to bring them up. Your father has been with me for decades. When he was old, he was tortured by illnesses and didn't enjoy a few days of happiness."

Mr. Li spoke with regret in his tone, as if he had returned to that era, the era when we contributed to the country together.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, and there are fewer and fewer old friends around.

"Old Li, please help my father, please help my father, and I will ask for a magic medicine." Li Hu didn't dare to beat around the bush in front of Mr. Li, and directly pleaded with Mr. Li.

Mr. Li was silent for a while after hearing this, and then said, "Let me try."

It's not hard to imagine that Li Hu must have gotten the news from Lao Wang. Now that he has asked him, Li Lao is willing to help to try.

"Old Li, I thank you on behalf of my father." Li Hu sincerely thanked you.

"Wait for the call." Mr. Li hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

A secret place in Kyoto.

Just as Mr. Li hung up the phone, Li Jiaming took the phone, put it gently on the table, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, is there really such a god in the world?"

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, how did I warn you?" Li Huo stared, and Li Jiaming shrank his neck in fright, not daring to speak.

Li Jiaming is over 40 years old, and he still dare not show the slightest presumptuousness in front of Mr. Li.

Seeing that Li Jiaming didn't dare to speak, Mr. Li gave up. He was thinking about how to tell Xia Feng about this matter. Li Hu's father was his old subordinate, so he had to help if he didn't want to.

What the older generation pays most attention to is friendship, and it is their duty to help.

Seeing his father's pensive look and not speaking, Li Jiaming stood aside and didn't dare to say anything.

After thinking for a while, Mr. Li picked up the phone on the table, found the number that Charlene had called him before, and dialed it.

"Hello..." Charlene answered the phone.

"Hello, Lin'er. I'm Mr. Li, an old friend of your brother." Mr. Li's attitude changed instantly, he was amiable, and his tone of voice was kind.

Li Jiaming's eyes widened as he watched from the sidelines, feeling a bit apprehensive.

This gap is too big.

This is simply inappropriate, Li Jiaming hasn't seen his father speak in such a tone for a long time.

I'm really envious.

"Ah.....Grandpa Li, hello, wait a minute, I'll go up and call my brother." Charlene exclaimed and said hastily.

"Okay, okay...don't worry, I'll wait." Elder Li comforted.

Mr. Li only waited for a while, and Xia Feng's voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Old Li, what do you want from me?"