"Grandpa... you made a mistake. He... He is my friend whom I invited back to see my mother. That Miss Zhang is his girlfriend."

At this time, only Dongfang Bing stood up and explained. After saying this, he muttered silently in his heart: Do he and I really look so much like a couple?

Thinking of this, my head shyly lowered my head and my cheeks were red.

Why can't Mr. Zhao see what his granddaughter is doing? But since the matter has been explained clearly, it is difficult for him to continue to get entangled. Moreover, after hearing his granddaughter's words, the hidden guilt and self-blame also came to his heart. For a moment, he sat there with a dull look on his eyes. He picked up the teacup and drank a sip of tea.

Dongfang Bing's mother's illness has always been a thorn in Mr. Zhao's heart. He felt that he had harmed his daughter. If he had not forced her to marry Dongfang Bai for the sake of the family's interests, it might not have led to his daughter's trip in bed for five years like now.

When a person is old, he loses the ambitions he was back then. Family affection has become more important to him. But even if he is very good at martial arts and has a rich family background, he is always helpless about his daughter's illness. So when he mentions his daughter's illness, he will become what he looks like now.

Seeing my grandfather's expression, Dongfang Bing certainly knew what was going on. Isn't that the same thing happened over the years?

"Grandpa, don't worry. Didn't I invite someone to treat it? Don't worry, there will definitely be no problem this time. I have seen him cure such cases with my own eyes."

Seeing his grandfather's appearance, Dongfang Bing felt a little distressed and quickly spoke out to comfort him.

"Really?" Hearing Dongfang Bing's words, Mr. Zhao's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at Dongfang Bing and asked in confusion.

Hearing his grandfather's words, Dongfang Bing nodded firmly and sighed silently in his heart: If he couldn't cure it, I'm afraid his mother would really have no hope of curing it.

"Little brother, are you really sure to cure my daughter?" Seeing Dongfang Bing nodding and confirming, Mr. Zhao looked at Fang Yichen again and asked tentatively. After all, he is the real master. Some of the answers he got from his mouth are even more convincing.

"According to Miss Dongfang's description, there should be no problem. However, you have to wait until you see the patient's condition specifically before you can make a conclusion." Fang Yichen said modestly after hearing Mr. Zhao's question.

"Oh? Why are you waiting for? Why don't you go and have a look?" Mr. Zhao immediately said anxiously when he heard Fang Yichen's words.

After saying this, I felt a little rude. I was here to help me. It was indeed a bit out of place in this tone. So I patted my forehead and said.

"Sorry, sorry. I'm a little rude because I'm too worried about my daughter's condition. Little brother, don't care."

"It's okay, it's okay. Mr. Zhao is also worried about his relatives. How could the boy mind?" Fang Yichen waved his hand and said, "When he heard Mr. Zhao's words, he waved his hand and said.

Mr. Zhao cares about his family, so Fang Yichen can understand, so how could he mind? On the contrary, the polite words afterwards made Fang Yichen a little at a loss.

This old man said such sour words, which made him become more literary. Fang Yichen muttered in his heart.

"Old Gu, you can arrange someone to make a pot of tea first, and ask this little brother to drink tea here and rest." As soon as Fang Yichen finished speaking, Mr. Zhao said to Mr. Gu who was standing aside. After all, it is a big family, and this gift must not be abandoned.

"No...No, Mr. Zhao, I see, this tea is exempted first. Let's see the patient first. Now I think everyone is not in a mood to drink tea. Why not wait until the patient is cured, and then don't invite me to drink tea. Just drink the celebratory wine."

After hearing Mr. Zhao's words, Fang Yichen quickly stopped him.

Fang Yichen really has no interest in drinking tea. It’s better to cure Dongfang Bing’s mother’s illness first. Relatively speaking, wine is more attractive. That’s why the following sentence comes from. It can be said to the old man in disguise that I won’t drink tea. If you want to invite it, just invite me to drink the bar.

"Haha... OK... OK... Little brother, I like your personality. Let's cure my illness first, cure my daughter, I will hold a banquet to accompany you to drink for three days." After hearing Fang Yichen's words, Mr. Zhao laughed and said generously.

He really feels that this kid is too fond of his appetite now.

It would be great if he was really my grandson-in-law, as if his granddaughter seemed to be of some interest to him. No, if you look for an opportunity, you have to help your granddaughter. After saying that, Mr. Zhao secretly thought about it in his heart.

However, at this moment, Dongfang Bing was a little dissatisfied. His grandfather called him a little brother. Fang Yichen was not so arrogant that he had several seniority. How could this work? He had no temper at all for his grandfather. But Fang Yichen did not have so much concern. He glared at Fang Yichen with some resentment.

"Mr. Zhao, don't always call me little brother. How inappropriate this is. Just call me Xiao Fang. Or just call me Yichen. Or this generation..." Seeing Dongfang Bing's eyes, Fang Yichen quickly said to Old Master Fang. When he talked about the last generation, he looked at Dongfang Bing with the corner of his eyes.

Of course, there is no need to say it explicitly. Mr. Zhao also understands it. In fact, Mr. Zhao doesn’t care much about this. Are people in the world? These are all polite words.

But since Fang Yichen said so, Mr. Zhao was happy, after all, he was also determined to recruit Fang Yichen as his grandson-in-law.

"Okay, then I'll call you Yichen. But in this case, don't you say 'Old Master Zhao' at all? Or just call me grandfather like Bing'er." After hearing Fang Yichen's words, Old Master Zhao climbed up the pole and said.

"Then I'll still... call you 'Grandpa Zhao'!" Fang Yichen stammered and replied.

If you really call Mr. Zhao, then the joke will be a big deal. In that case, wouldn’t you admit in disguise that you have something to do with Dongfang Bing? Haven’t you seen Zhang Qianqian stare at Fang Yichen with a pampering look? If you really call that, I guess the painful days for Fang Yichen to go back will come.

"It's okay. The same, the same." Hearing Fang Yichen's words, Mr. Zhao said with a smile. In his opinion, there is no difference between grandpa and grandpa. Sooner or later, it will be the same. He didn't plan to let this kid go.

As for Fang Yichen having a girlfriend, it is not within his consideration. This is their own business. He just identified Fang Yichen as his grandson-in-law.

"That Grandpa Zhao, should we go and see Aunt Zhao's illness first?" Fang Yichen didn't want to get involved in this issue. So he started talking about the topic.
Chapter completed!