Chapter 355 Too many coincidences are no longer coincidences.

Hearing the old man's words, the Yan family members laughed again.

Then a large group of people went to the room where Master Yan was staying.

Almost as soon as Qiao Qiao entered the courtyard, she smelled a strong aroma of Chinese medicine.

Then, in Shen Qingyan's arms, she saw the old man lying on the bed.

Unlike Master Yan, who was in good spirits, it was immediately obvious that Master Yan had been ill for quite some time.

Even though the bed and my body were very clean.

But the old man was leaning against the bed, and his body, which was exposed outside the blanket, was very thin, so thin that it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was skin and bones.

His complexion was faintly black, exuding a deathly aura.

Just like Yan Xiaotian had said before, "Second Master Yan probably doesn't have much time left."

Upon seeing the elderly man, everyone's joyful mood instantly soared.

"Second brother, I'm back." Looking at the old man on the hospital bed, Yan Liti walked up to him with heartache and held his hand that was outside the bed. Her eyes instantly filled with tears.

"Ah ah... Ah ah..." Upon seeing Yan Liti, the old man's expression became agitated. He opened his mouth and ah ah for a while, but did not utter a single word, only making strange ah ah noises.

“Baby, come here, come here, this is your second great-uncle, quickly call him great-uncle.” After wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Yan Liti quickly waved to Qiao Qiao again.

Shen Qingyan carried Qiao Qiao to the bedside and squatted down.

"Uncle," Shen Qingyan called out.

"Ah ah..." the old man exclaimed excitedly again, looking at him and then at Qiao Qiao in his arms, his hand trembling as he waved in the air.

Qiao Qiao looked at the old man but didn't call out to him.

She pursed her lips and looked at the old man.

His expression was somewhat puzzled.

She saw a dark aura on Master Yan's face, and this dark aura was actually moving around on the old man's forehead, as if it had a mind of its own.

"Xiaoyuan, what is this?" she asked Xiaoyuan.

Xiao Yuan had already popped out from under Qiao Qiao's head at this moment.

Of course, apart from Yan Liti, Shen Qingyan, and Qiao Changdong, no one else present could see it.

When the three of them saw Xiao Yuan pop out from above Qiao Qiao's head and jump around on Master Yan's bed, they were all startled, but they kept their composure and did not show it or ask Qiao Qiao.

Yan Liti calmed her doubts and worries and continued talking to Master Yan.

Meanwhile, Qiao Qiao and Xiao Yuan were also communicating through their consciousness.

[Master, this black aura looks like moldy energy that someone planted inside. My second great-uncle must have had his luck stolen.]

Xiao Yuan bounced around the bed once, then took out a book and fiddled with it in a serious manner before giving a very earnest answer.

Borrowing transport?

"What does 'borrowing luck' mean?" Qiao Qiao asked, puzzled.

[Borrowing luck generally refers to someone using improper means to absorb the luck, energy, and achievements of others in order to improve their own fate and life.]

"Is there any way to get rid of this black mist?"

Take frequent baths in the spiritual spring water. The spiritual energy in the water can cleanse and purify the body, remove impurities, strengthen the constitution, and improve physical fitness.

Qiao Qiao thought for a moment, then turned around and wrapped her arms around Yan Liti's neck, whispering a few words in her ear.

Yan Liti first frowned, then patted her little head with gratitude and affection.

After leaving Master Yan's room, the group returned to the front hall. By then, the family of four had already left.

While Yan Xiaotian was chatting with Shen Qingyan and Qiao Changdong,

Meanwhile, Yan Liti also heard other information about the family of four who had been taken away by the police station from her youngest niece, Yan Ling.

"You mean the family Yan Hui married into is surnamed Fu?"

"Yes, her grandson is also named Fu Hu. Fu Xuejia's husband must be a son-in-law who moved into her family home."

After defeating her nephews, Yan Ling finally hugged Qiao Qiao in her arms again, happily kissed the little girl's cheeks, and took a moment to answer Yan Liti's question.

Yan Ling is Yan Weiting's youngest daughter. She just turned twenty this year and is still studying at Kyoto University.

Besides her eldest brother Yan Xiaotian, she originally had a second brother and a third brother. Her second brother is currently studying abroad, while her third brother died before reaching adulthood.

Because of the large age gap between her and her brothers, and the early death of her mother, she spent a long time with Yan Liti when she was young. She was very dependent on Yan Liti and had the best relationship with her.

Naturally, the rarity of Qiaoqiao is also the greatest.

Except when walking, when she can't carry Qiao Qiao very far, she doesn't allow anyone else to carry Qiao Qiao and insists on holding her in her own arms.

She even secretly thought that she would pack her bags later and go home with Yan Liti!

Yan Liti had no idea that her trip back to her parents' home had already led to someone eyeing her precious granddaughter.

She was just thinking strangely to herself, never expecting that Yan Hui's daughter also had the surname Fu.

When Qiao Qiao heard Yan Ling's words, her first thought was of Fu Tianyou, whom she had met in Nanzhou.

Another one surnamed Fu.

What a coincidence.

As the grandmother and granddaughter were thinking the same thing, they saw Yan Ling suddenly seem to have thought of something. She looked around with a gossipy expression, lowered her voice, and whispered something to Yan Liti.

"Auntie, let me tell you, I also heard that Fu Xuejia actually has another daughter, who was sent away by Fu Xuejia before she came here."

"Sent away?" Yan Liti frowned and looked at Yan Ling: "What do you mean? What do you mean by sent away? Where were they sent?"

"I don't know the specifics, but it seems that the family was not well-off, so for the sake of the child, they gave him to a relative who didn't have children to raise."

Yan Ling said with a look of disgust and contempt: "Tsk, she said her family's conditions were not good, and that she sent the child away for the sake of the child's well-being. If the conditions were really not good, why didn't she send away her precious son? Isn't this just male chauvinism?"

"How old was the girl you sent away?" Yan Liti's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and she immediately asked.

Yan Ling thought for a moment, then answered uncertainly, "I'm not sure either, but Fu Hu is eight years old this year, and that girl is at least one or two years older than Fu Hu."

Yan Liti's expression was really not good.

Yan Ling couldn't help but feel uneasy and asked cautiously, "Auntie, what's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Yan Liti did not answer her. Instead, she got up and walked over to Shen Qingyan, who was talking to Yan Xiaotian and the others, and called Shen Qingyan aside.

She told Shen Qingyan everything she had just received from Yan Ling.

After all, too many coincidences would cease to be coincidences!