C30 Panford the Sick

As soon as the three of them arrived at a hotel called 'Spring Gazing House', they heard a weird voice.

Chu Fan and Cheng Pingliang turned their heads to look and saw a waiter dressed in coarse clothes instructing two strong men to carry a white-haired old man out from their own store.

"Father?"

When she saw the old man being carried, Pan Xiaoling's expression suddenly changed and she charged over.

"Second brother, what are you doing?"

Hearing Pan Xiaolan's voice, the waiter raised his head and looked at her.

"What else can we do? This old thing is going to die soon. We can't let him die in our store, right? Oh right, you still owe us three days' worth of money, hurry up and pay it back!"

"It's not like we won't pay up. What right do you have to chase my father out of his room?"

Seeing Pan Fu being carried out while he was unconscious, the rims of Pan Xiaoling's eyes immediately turned red as she glared viciously at the waiter in front of her.

Hearing Pan Xiaoling's words, the waiter disdainfully curled his lips:

"Then you should return the money. As long as you return the money, I'll personally carry this damned old fogey inside!"

"Aiyayaya, you dare to bully a weak girl? You really aren't a human son. I, Old Cheng, can't stand it!"

Just as the waiter and Pan Xiaoling were talking, a black figure suddenly rushed out from the side and punched him in the face.

"Who dares to hit your grandpa …"

"Bam!"

Before the waiter could finish his words, he was kicked in the stomach once again. Then, Cheng Jianliang directly picked him up:

"What did you just say?"

With the Cheng father and son's looks, they were a unique existence in the entire Chang An city. As a result, the waiter immediately recognized the person holding him and revealed a flattering smile.

"Young Master Cheng, why have you come here?"

"Why? Could it be that this is some kind of dragon lagoon or tiger cave that I, Old Cheng, have no choice but to do?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the waiter's hand trembled and he quickly returned to the shop:

"I dare not, I dare not."

"You unscrupulous person, why aren't you moving old man Pan into my house?"

Hearing Cheng Jiang Liang's words, the waiter repeatedly nodded his head. Just as he was about to have the two thugs beside him make a move, Chu Fan directly walked out.

"No need, just leave it here."

When Chu Fan's voice came out, Pan Xiaoling, who was at the side, was stunned. She then stared blankly at Chu Fan.

"Xiao Lian, let me ask you. Do you want your father's illness to recover faster?"

"Of course!"

It wasn't just Pan Xiaoling, but even Cheng Jianliang had a face full of doubt. He didn't understand what Chu Fan was trying to do.

After hearing Pan Xiaoling's words, the corner of Chu Fan's mouth curled up as a stack of white cards appeared in his hand.

"Xiao Lian, these cards are worth a hundred gold each. If you are lucky, you can get something from them to cure your father's illness."

"Hmph, this old man is already very ill, even the imperial physicians won't be able to save him. Little girl, I advise you not to fall for his tricks and use your money to buy him a coffin."

The one who spoke was the waiter. He didn't know that Cheng Peiliang knew Chu Fan, so he wasn't the least bit courteous to Chu Fan.

"Shut your dog mouth if you can't speak!"

Hearing Cheng Jiang Liang's words, the waiter shrunk his head and said to him:

"Aiyo, grandpa, this old man really can't live anymore. Otherwise, we wouldn't have brought him out of the room."