Chapter 365 God's Messenger

Pierre and Philip rushed home or to the company, and after explaining everything about their work, they hurried to the hospital. When they pushed open the door of the ward, they were stunned.

A strange young man was sitting in front of Kirk's hospital bed, talking and laughing happily 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 a warm smile on the young man's face.

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

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

Zhen Fan stood up, facing Pierre and Philip, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "I heard Kirk mention you just now, you must be Mr. Sanders, hello." Then he turned to Philip, Shake his hand and introduce yourself!

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

"Nice to meet you!" Philip was more concerned than Pierre. He took a step forward, walked up to Zhen Fan, and made a gesture of invitation, "Mr. Zhen, you should sit down, let's sit down." Chat!" Pierre found some chairs from nowhere, and they sat down.

"I have a question. Do you know Mr. Wang?" Philip asked directly. And this sentence makes people feel a little confused. Mr. Wang has gone too far, asking this question. How was it answered? Pierre also looked at him in surprise, obviously it was a little rude.

"Can you describe the Mr. Wang you are talking about?" Zhen Fan asked with a smile.

"Yes, very thin, about sixty years ago, five feet nine tall, long beard, beard on the chin. I only know that it is Mr. Wang, he did not say his name, so I and Mary doesn't even know his name." Philip seemed to have a regretful expression.

"Well. What did he say to you? Or did something?"

"Mary gave him a ride, and Rachel was in the car at the time, so he gave Rachel a jade pendant, and said it was for her 21st birthday. It was given to her when it was time. It was kept by Mary." | Philip said, "Mary was my wife! Died very early! When Rachel was eight years old."

Speaking of this, Rachel's expression was also a little sad, and it was obvious that she still had a vague impression of her mother. Although she was eight years old at the time,

But the memory of eight years old is not much for a little girl to recall. Her mother, mostly from selfie videos and photos.

"I'm very sorry!" Zhen Fan said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you recall unhappy things." Seeing Philip's sad face, Zhen Fan still comforted him.

"I'm sorry. It's my problem!" Philip forced a smile. "I'm always stuck in the memory and can't get out. This is a very dangerous thing." He smiled.

"I may know the Mr. Wang you mentioned, but your description is too abstract, and I can't be sure. Did your description come from your wife?"

"Yes, that's what she said!"

"Okay, I heard that that jade pendant...is the jade pendant that Mr. Wang gave to Rachel, didn't it save her life? If possible...can you show me?" Zhen Fan looked at Philip, this is the purpose of his coming here this time, to find out if the third uncle has been here and give them jade pendants.

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

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

Zhen Fan took it over, carefully checked the patterns and carving techniques on it, and nodded. It was indeed the same carving technique as his own. From this, he could deduce that the jade pendant belonged to his third uncle.

"Yes, this is Mr. Wang's jade pendant, I know it!" Zhen Fan smiled, "Can you lend me a look? I mean can I take it with me? 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, and if there is no accident, their minor injuries will not last more than five days."

"Five days?" Philip took a deep breath. It was obvious that they had already prepared for the two of them to be hospitalized for a month. Zhen Fan's words were really scary.

"Let's put it this way, I'm the team doctor of the Los Angeles Lakers now, and Howard, who had a knee injury before, was my only choice, and it didn't take long. Why don't you give it a try?" Zhen Fan looked at them, knowing that it might be possible. They won't be easily persuaded, after all, they haven't known themselves for too long.

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

"I will, I want Mr. Zhen to help me. I'm going to give it a try. There's no harm in that, is there?"

Yeah, it doesn't hurt, does it? Philippe and Pierre also thought of this question. But there is another problem. Once the best treatment time is delayed, sequelae may be left if Zhen Fan's treatment is ineffective.

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

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

Pierre and Philippe thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Kirk's injured place is easy to find, just lie on his stomach and remove the bandaged place. It can be applied on it, and for the wound of his gunshot wound, Zhen Fan also used anti-inflammatory powder.

"Just take it well and don't move!" Zhen Fan told Kirk. Then turned to Rachel, smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I have to unbutton your shirt..."

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

"Okay. Do I need to do it myself?" Rachel was very generous. She was more convenient than Kirk, so she reached out her hand. She wanted to unbutton her hospital gown, but Zhen Fan stopped her.

"It's fine if I come, you're injured, it's best not to move too much!"

Zhen Fan stretched out his hand as he spoke. Unbuttoning Rachel's chest. She kept undoing it, leaving only the last button undone, and then gently separated the two sides, exposing more than half of her plump breasts, and covered the rest with the hospital gown, not revealing the two most important points.

Kirk trusted Zhen Fan very much, and he watched the whole process without making a sound. Instead, he looked at Rachel with encouraging eyes, hoping to give her some confidence.

Zhen Fan gently applied the ointment on it. Then he helped button her clothes. I have to say that this girl's skin is very good, very tender and has a fair luster, which is very tempting. But Zhen Fan has seen better than her, and he can control his emotions very well.

"Okay, see you tomorrow!" Now that all this was done, Zhen Fan stopped talking nonsense to them, said goodbye to Rachel and Kirk, and walked out of the ward. Outside the ward, he saw Pierre and Philip.

"You should be able to see the effect tomorrow, you can make your own decision! This... jade pendant..." Zhen Fan handed the jade pendant over.

"No, you can put it away first, it is of no use to me now, the commemoration is more meaningful, 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'll come back at this time tomorrow!" Zhen Fan said, and shook hands with the two to say goodbye. He went back to the hotel without even thinking about going to Times Square Walk around, because he is eager to find out what is going on with this jade pendant?

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

"I didn't expect to feel it so soon!" Kirk said to Rachel, "I felt the heat, and the back bone that used to hurt is much better now. I don't know if the medicine is working!" Kirk was still lying on his stomach, and his wound was re-wrapped 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 that it's much better than before. Do you think it's a psychological effect?" Rachel asked with a smile.

"Maybe not! We'll know the result tomorrow, won't we?" Philip walked over with a smile, "Take a good rest, don't think too much, what do you want to eat? Nutritious meals from the hospital or should I buy you pizza outside?"

"I hate pizza!" Rachel wrinkled her nose. "But...it's better than hospital meals!"

All three laughed, and Kirk didn't feel the pain of being involved in the wound.

The next morning, at the urging of Philippe and Pierre, the doctor re-examined Kirk's wound and re-x-rayed him and Rachel.

The results were surprising. Kirk's wound healed well, much more than the original estimate, and the broken bones of Kirk and Rachel showed signs of healing, which made the doctors who attended them very happy. Surprised, in the end when there was no way to explain it, it was attributed to the physical fitness of the two young people.

Because Zhen Fan had instructed not to tell about his private treatment, after all, it was a violation of the rules, so the doctors left with doubts. But it is a good thing that the patient starts to improve.

"I've said it a long time ago, I believe in Zhen, now look, I'm right!" Kirk said to Pierre proudly, "There are always geniuses in our world, so... …Don’t look at them with the eyes of ordinary people!”

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