Chapter 311: Do You Want to Live a Little Longer?

Feng Zhong brought over some warm water and handed it to the old man, "Sir, drink less tea, have some warm water instead."

The old man pointed at Feng Zhong, "Look at that, managing me every single day!"

Seeing this, the Principal said helplessly, "Everyone is doing this for your health."

The old man drank two sips of the warm water, only then letting out a sigh.

"Lao Hua recommended you to me, but I know my own body well enough."

"I just wanted to see you." The old gentleman looked toward An Yinan.

An Yinan raised her eyebrows involuntarily, "See me?"

She would ask questions directly when she had something to say, especially in front of this old man who was full of life experience.

She thought that her most straightforward way of communicating was likely the best way to interact with the old man.

A person like him had long since seen through flattery and sycophancy, and seen through the fickleness of human relationships.

"Yes, I have wanted to see you for a long time," the old gentleman said with a smile.

At this, the Principal was also surprised.

They had come here this time after layers of approval, and both he and Lao Hua were here because of Comrade An's medical skills, although he did not know how good Comrade An's medical skills were.

But Lao Hua was not a reckless person, and furthermore, this concerned the old man's health.

"Why?" An Yinan asked.

The look in the old man's eyes as he watched An Yinan was as if he were looking at someone else.

"It is not yet time for you to know," the old gentleman said.

An Yinan nodded; her temperament was just like that.

"You aren't going to ask anymore?" The old man was actually surprised.

An Yinan smiled, "If I ask, will you tell me?"

Without waiting for the old man to speak, she continued, "If I ask, you won't tell me."

"Then is there any need for me to ask?"

The old man laughed heartily, "You girl, you suit my temperament."

An Yinan shook her head, "You flatter me."

"However, I came here today to take your pulse, and I hope you will let me complete this task."

An Yinan could see the old man's refusal; he did not even hold any hope regarding her arrival.

"Sir," Feng Zhong called out.

He was anxious; although he saw that Comrade An was not very old and seemed unreliable at first glance.

But after all, she was recommended by Hua Lao, and Hua Lao's temperament did not seem like that of a person who would joke around.

If he did not have absolute certainty, Hua Lao would not have recommended someone to come.

The gentleman's body was getting worse and worse; these days he could not sleep, could not eat well, and was coughing incessantly every day.

"My body, how could I not know it? Why make things difficult for others!" The old gentleman waved his hand, stopping Feng Zhong from saying anything further.

The Principal stood up, "Your health condition has not been good lately, so let Comrade An take a look."

The Principal was also anxious in his heart.

Seeing the old man's refusal, An Yinan thought for a moment and said, "Our country is in development, can you bear to let it go?"

As for his personal life, the old man had long since let go of it.

The only thing he could not let go of was probably this country.

The comrades of the older generation all had their hearts tied to the country; they did not care about anything else, but they could not let go of Huaxia.

The old man fell silent, finally letting out a sigh, "You girl, you are not cute; people who are too smart are not good."

While the old man was speaking, he began to straighten his sleeves.

Feng Zhong was happy; it was the first time he had seen someone able to persuade the gentleman.

One had to know that the gentleman always got up in the middle of the night to read documents, and no matter what they said, it was of no use.

The gentleman always said, "My life is fixed; I must do more for the country so that I can be more at ease when I go."

"I am starting," An Yinan nodded to Feng Zhong.

Several people surrounded them to prevent An Yinan from making any sudden moves.

"All of you step back; making Xiao An nervous, how can she take my pulse?" the old man said.

An Yinan waved her hand, "No need."

To tell the truth, having lived two lifetimes, what strange things had she not seen?

Things that would make her nervous had not yet appeared!

An Yinan's fingers moved constantly, and the expression on her face became increasingly grave; she had not expected the old man's body to be this poor.

Although she had guessed it from the beginning, the extent of his physical condition was much worse than she had predicted.

"Switch hands." For a moment, her brows were locked in a mist, making it impossible for others to see her emotions clearly.

The aura around her body rose accordingly, making Feng Zhong feel somewhat suspicious and startled.

Was this person really just a student from Beijing University?

The old man, however, smiled as if he had not seen any of this, and obediently handed over his wrist.

After An Yinan listened to the pulse carefully again, she fell into silence.

"How is the situation?" Seeing the deep in thought An Yinan, the old man asked with a chuckle.

"I said I wouldn't let you look, but you insisted on looking; now you're in a difficult spot, aren't you?" The old man did not care about his own body, but instead teased An Yinan.

An Yinan looked at him, "Do you have an idea about your own body?"

The old man nodded, "Those fellows hide things from me, but I know my own body."

The oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

That is why he needs more time to do more for the country and the people.

"Can I still live for two more years?" When the old man asked this, his expression was very calm.

It was as calm as if he were asking, "What are we having for lunch today?"

An Yinan looked at the Principal, and the Principal shook his head at her anxiously.

An Yinan looked at Feng Zhong and the people around, and finally, she made a decision in her heart.

She could not bring herself to deceive such a wise old man.

"You want to hear the truth!" An Yinan's words were not a question, but rather a statement.

The old man nodded, "I believe you will tell me."

An Yinan smiled, "I will."

Feng Zhong spoke up, "Comrade An."

An Yinan looked at Feng Zhong and asked him, "A wise gentleman cannot face life and death in a muddled state."

The old man laughed, a cheerful smile on his face.

This little girl understood him.

She is indeed one of the An family!

"But..." How could Feng Zhong not understand this?

He had been by the old man's side since he was a teenager, and after all these years, no one knew the old man's condition better than he did.

"Alright, Feng Zhong, let Nan Nan speak." The old man looked at the girl opposite him with a chuckle, his eyes filled with undisguised appreciation.

An Yinan was a bit confused by the old man's change in mood.

Moreover, this meeting was somewhat unexpected.

"Do you want to live a little longer?" An Yinan said.

The old man asked doubtfully, "What difference does it make? Do you also want to lie to me like they do?"

An Yinan shook her head, "I do not lie to people."

"With your current physical condition, if you do not pay attention to your recovery, you have at most one year." An Yinan stated the answer.

The old man was stunned, "Only one year left? That is shorter than I expected."

Feng Zhong closed his eyes, because An Yinan's diagnosis was the same as that of all the famous doctors.