On the day of going down the mountain, he was forced to marry by two school beauties

"Shen Qianjue is dead?"

Mrs. Shen was surprised, dazed, and emotional when she heard the news of Mr. Shen's death, but then she smiled: "Hey, hey, hey, old man, you are finally dead. I invited the birthday god, and you invited the King of Hell. You really want to piss me off even if you die."

Of course she is happy.

Looking across the entire Zhonghai, there are definitely no more than ten people who can surpass Shen Qianjue in martial arts skills.

Therefore, as long as Shen Qianjue was still alive, she would not dare to act rashly.

Now that Shen Qianjue is finally dead, she no longer needs to worry about anything. From now on, the Shen family will be hers to decide!

"No, I must see his body with my own eyes. I won't feel at ease unless I see the old man's body."

Old Madam Shen licked her lips, immediately got up and rushed to Shen Qianjue's ward. As for Chen Fan's life, as long as it was confirmed that Shen Qianjue was dead, he would be able to take it sooner or later.

The most urgent task is to confirm whether Shen Qianjue is really dead.

Everyone in the Shen family surrounded Old Madam Shen and rushed to the ward together.

Now everyone knows that Madam Shen will be the undisputed head of the Shen family in the future, so of course they have to curry favor with her.

"Grandpa." Shen Nange's eyes were bloodshot and filled with tears as he quickly chased after him.

"Is Shen Qianjue really dead?" Chen Fan's face darkened slightly, and he quickly followed.

Apart from Shen Nange, the person who least wanted Shen Qianjue to die was of course him.

Everyone quickly arrived at Shen Qianjue's ward.

The ward was extremely simple. Lying on the bed was an old man with a haggard face, sallow skin, and sunken eyes.

He is Shen Qianjue.

Due to years of bedridden illness, he was just skin and bones, and I'm afraid he could only be lifted up with one hand.

The former head of the Shen family, who was a powerful figure in Zhonghai, a martial arts master, and a business genius, is now worse than an ordinary person after his death.

The instrument next to him showed that Shen Qianjue's heart had stopped beating.

"Mrs. Shen, we tried our best."

A middle-aged man in a white coat sighed, "Mr. Shen has been ill for a long time. It's a miracle that he has been able to hold on for so many years. I hope Mrs. Shen and everyone here will express their condolences."

As he spoke, his peripheral vision collided with Madam Shen's venomous gaze, and both of them showed a barely perceptible smile at the corners of their mouths.

Others didn't notice this, but Chen Fan was such a person, how could he not notice it?

There must be something fishy here!

Chen Fan's gaze fell on Shen Qianjue again, and he was slightly surprised.

"This Shen Qianjue is quite interesting. He can actually borrow the power of the Holy Monument. It's a pity that he doesn't know how to do it. Otherwise, how could he be harmed and become like this now?"

"The power of the Holy Tablet is keeping him alive. He can still be saved! With my medical skills, combined with the power of the Holy Tablet, he will definitely not die!"

"The power of the two holy tablets merged, creating an endless cycle of life. Unfortunately, he cannot withstand such a strong force right now."

With this thought in mind, Chen Fan pushed through the crowd and walked towards Shen Qianjue who was lying on the sickbed.

Before anyone could react, he had already reached out and grabbed Shen Qianjue's wrist, his eyes gleaming brightly: "As expected, there is hope!"

Ignoring everyone's astonished gazes, Chen Fan pulled open Shen Qianjue's collar with a "swish", revealing his skinny chest, and then put his hand on his chest.

"What are you doing?" The middle-aged doctor beside the bed came to his senses, angrily stepped forward and pushed Chen Fan, cursing: "Mr. Shen is already dead, what are you doing? How dare you insult Mr. Shen's body in front of Mrs. Shen? Are you looking for death?"

"Mr. Shen is not dead. He can still be saved."

Chen Fan glanced coldly at the middle-aged doctor, turned around and looked at everyone, and said in a resounding voice: "I can save him!"

"You're just a commoner, what the hell do you know about medicine?"

"You're unwilling to see Shen Nange lose power, leaving you, your cheap son-in-law, with nothing, right?"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Shen family sneered and mocked Chen Fan.

"Bullshit!" The middle-aged doctor's face darkened. "Are you saying that I misjudged Mr. Shen's death? You're smearing my reputation, Long Chaode!"

Chen Fan looked at him coldly: "Whether it was a misdiagnosis or not, don't you have any idea in your heart? A doctor's heart is compassionate. Can you live up to your conscience?"

Long Chaode was furious and pointed at Chen Fan and cursed, "How dare you slander me? No matter who you are, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will never let you go!"

Madam Shen also stared at Chen Fan intently and said viciously, "You bastard! Doctor Long is one of the top ten famous doctors in Zhonghai. Who are you to question him? Do you really think you are so powerful that I can't kill you?"

Now that Shen Qianjue has been confirmed dead, she doesn't need to worry about anything anymore.

"Chen Fan, just go ahead and save my grandfather!"

Shen Nange's eyes were sharp as he glanced coldly at Madam Shen and the others. Then he said to the two twins in a calm voice, "While my husband is saving my grandfather, all irrelevant people should be thrown out!"

Even if what Chen Fan said was false, she would rather believe it was true. What's more, Chen Fan had given her too many surprises, and she believed that this time would be no exception.

"Yes, Mr. Shen!"

The two twins took orders and attacked together.

Before Long Chaode could react, he was the first to be thrown out of the ward.

The others had no power to resist at all and were thrown out of the ward one after another in a very miserable state.

"Dog slaves, do you want to die? Who told you to do this? You——"

Old Madam Shen cursed angrily, but before she could finish her words, she was picked up by the two twins on either side and thrown out fiercely.

"Bitch, you want this bastard to kill your grandfather? So many famous doctors in Longguo can't cure your grandfather, and you believe him? You are insulting your grandfather's corpse!"

Mrs. Shen got up in a rage and pointed at Shen Nange's nose and cursed.

Suddenly, a voice came: "Where am I?"

She was so familiar with this voice that she trembled and slowly looked towards the bed.

The others all looked at Shen Qianjue lying on the hospital bed.

The people who had just been expelled came over again.

Everyone pretended to be happy!

On the hospital bed, Shen Qianjue actually sat up slowly, with a bewildered look on his face.

Old Madam Shen was terrified, shocked and panicked, as if she had seen a ghost.

"Grandpa!" Shen Nange was not afraid at all. He turned around excitedly and rushed to the bed, tightly holding Shen Qianjue's skinny hand.

"Nan Ge, don't cry." Shen Qianjue's confused eyes gradually became clear, and he reached out and rubbed Shen Nan Ge's hair lovingly.

Chen Fan suddenly stood up and approached the terrified Madam Shen step by step. He said coldly, "Mr. Shen has woken up. Nan Ge is so excited that she is crying, but you are very scared and disappointed."

Madam Shen stepped back guiltily and scolded, "Nonsense!"

"Don't try to quibble. Since I can cure Mr. Shen's illness, I can diagnose what kind of poison he has been poisoned with. The doctor you invited smells of this poison."

Chen Fan's tone was icy, and every word he said was heartbreaking: "Mr. Shen's poisoning, including his sudden death today, was absolutely orchestrated by you!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this and all looked at Madam Shen.

Old Madam Shen stared at me, Chen Fan, with her venomous eyes. After a while, she said word by word, "I should have killed you, you bastard, at all costs!"

This is tantamount to acknowledging Chen Fan's speculation.

Shen Qianjue suddenly raised his head and glared at Madam Shen. He slammed the bed like a lion and said, "Xiao Bijun, kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake!"

No matter how seriously ill he was, he was once a powerful and influential man, and his influence was still there.