Super Student's Three-realms Army

"Sigh …"    

After hearing Zhang Xiaofan's words, Zhou Cui'e could not help but shake her head bitterly.    

"What's the use of telling you about this?"    

"This Zhao Zhongfu, Zhao Zhongtian and his son."    

"He's a big shot in the corridor, in black and white."    

"Don't mention you —!"    

"Even if we were to go up the stairs, our relationship would have already been settled by Zhao Zhongfu, Zhao Zhongtian, and the father-son pair."    

"The two of them got through."    

"Civilians like us who have no connections, no connections, and no money."    

"And where can I go to plead my wrongs, and where can I go to justify myself?"    

"Moreover, even if you say so …"    

"But in this world where the world is cold and people are warm."    

"How many of you can hear the wails of peasants like us who depend on the heavens to feed?"    

Saying this, Zhou Cui Er seemed to have thought of something.    

She pulled Zhang Xiaofan's hand and said.    

"Xiaofan, the reason why Mother doesn't tell you what happened in our family."    

"It's mainly because you're worried that the family's matters will affect your studies."    

"Moreover, you are currently graduating in your senior year."    

"Encountering the end of my career and finding a job …"    

"Mother and your father do not wish to be a burden to you."    

"I also hope that you won't get involved in this matter …"    

"That's why I never told you about it!"    

"Sigh …"    

Pitiful parents.    

Hearing his mother's words, Zhang Xiaofan felt his nose turn sour.    

In this world, it was the greatest and most selfless thing.    

Unreserved, leave all love to your people.    

His parents.    

Zhang Xiaofan, for example, had seen it in the news media.    

A piece of news.    

It was like this, in order not to affect his daughter's college entrance exam.    

At home, the parents did not hide the news of their daughter's grandfather's death from their children.    

The reason for this was because he was worried that his daughter would be distracted by her family's matters.    

Thus, it would affect his performance during the college entrance exam.    

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan clenched his teeth.    

For the time being, he had to suppress the surging anger in his heart.    

He forced a smile on his face and chatted with his mother for a while.    

And then his eyes fell on the bedridden Zhang Ping.    

He then took the silver needles that he brought along with him and said to Zhang Ping.    

"Dad, I recently followed an old Chinese medicine doctor in the city and used two hand acupuncture techniques on him."    

"Moreover, I heard that this acupuncture technique is related to your pneumoconiosis."    

"Trauma can help a lot."    

"Later, it might make you feel some pain."    

"Just hold it in for a bit and it'll be over soon."    

After hearing Zhang Xiaofan's words, Zhang Dayuan had originally intended to directly refuse him.    

However, after the old man saw the sincerity in his son's eyes …    

He swallowed the words that were just about to come out of his mouth.    

Zhang Xiaofan's actions were totally witnessed by Zhang Dayuan.    

As a sign that he was worried about his own body.    

Zhang Dayuan didn't think so in his heart.    

In this big city, the experts and doctors of the Three Armaments Hospital were at a loss as to what to do.    

Failure to treat was a pneumoconiosis that was deemed incurable.    

It landed on his son.    

The hands of this young man who came from a different clan was enough to cure him …