Mo Fan and Zhang Haiyang had just entered the house when a melodious piano tune entered their ears.
Mo Fan immediately looked in the direction of the voice.
"What a good figure!"
A girl in a white dress with long hair was facing away from them. Her fingers were dancing on the keys.
Zhang Haiyang looked at her back gently and shouted,""Zilin, we have guests.”
The girl who was playing the piano suddenly trembled and immediately stopped playing.
"Dad, you're back."
The girl turned around and smiled happily.
"Zhang Zilin!"
Mo Fan felt his heart beat faster when he saw the girl turn around. It felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.
This was because the girl in front of him looked exactly the same as the Miss World Zhang Zilin on television in her previous life.
"Let me introduce you. This is Mo Fan, the military doctor of the Wolf Fang Special Combat Brigade's Red Blood Cell Assault Team in the eastern war zone.”
Zhang Haiyang pulled Mo Fan over and introduced him to Zhang Zilin.
"This is my daughter, Zhang Zilin. Her mother died of a heart attack when she was very young.”
Mo Fan's heart skipped a beat when he heard that Zhang Zilin's mother had passed away from a heart attack when she was young. He finally understood why Zhang Zilin had congenital heart disease. She had inherited it from her mother.
"Hello, nice to meet you."
Zhang Zilin stood up from the piano and extended her hand to Mo Fan.
"So high!"
Zhang Zilin stood up. She was almost at Mo Fan's mouth. If she wore high heels, she would probably be as tall as Mo Fan.
Mo Fan's body was the perfect figure for a male god. He was exactly 1.83 meters tall.
Zhang Zilin was wearing a one-piece dress that perfectly revealed her slender figure. She was indeed worthy of being called Miss World.
"You…Hello, nice to meet you too.”
It was Mo Fan's first time seeing such a beautiful woman. He was a little nervous and not used to it.
As soon as his fingers touched Zhang Zilin's palm, he immediately bounced back, afraid that holding it for too long would cause Zhang Zilin to be disgusted.
Zhang Hai looked at the two young men in front of him with a smile.
Mo Fan and Zhang Zilin were a perfect match when they stood together. Firstly, Mo Fan was tall and straight. He had the spirit of a soldier, and he was extremely handsome.
Needless to say, Zhang Zilin had a slender figure and an excellent temperament. When the two of them stood together, they looked like a perfect match.
However, the only thing Zhang Haiyang cared about was whether Mo Fan could cure his daughter.
"Mo Fan, quickly take a look at Zilin's condition and see if she can be cured," he said anxiously.”
"Dad, what are you talking about? All these years, you've found so many people, but they all failed. It's useless. Don't waste your energy.”
Zhang Zilin frowned when she heard Zhang Haiyang asking Mo Fan to treat her illness.
She felt that there was no cure for her illness. Instead of constantly tormenting herself, she might as well spend the last two years in peace.
At least, he didn't have to be so pleasantly surprised every time, only to be mercilessly attacked again and again.
So desperate? Looks like it's time for me to save the damsel in distress.
"Miss, don't worry. I'm confident that I can cure your illness.”
Mo Fan immediately patted his chest and confidently assured Zhang Zilin.
Zhang Zilin's face turned cold when she heard Mo Fan's words and his exaggerated actions.
She had a good impression of the young soldier in front of her, but Mo Fan's words and actions made her feel disgusted.
She had seen too many people who claimed to be able to cure her illness in order to please her father.
In the end, everyone failed.
In her heart, the soldiers in front of her were no different from those who fawned over those in power.
"You should leave. A lie requires countless lies to support it. Even the best doctor in China can't treat my illness.”
Zhang Zilin looked at Mo Fan and said sarcastically.
She had already completely treated Mo Fan as a liar who only knew how to brag.
"Uhh…"
Mo Fan immediately felt the atmosphere turn awkward. Zhang Zilin's words were indeed something he could not refute.
He couldn't just say that he had the Ancient Fairy Doctor System and the heaven-defying Eight Needles, and that he could cure his illness with just a needle.
If he said that, he would probably be taken as a lunatic and sent to a mental hospital.
"Ahem, Zilin, I believe in Mo Fan's medical skills, because I saw him treating a soldier with my own eyes. He was able to heal the soldier who was supposed to be trapped and unable to walk, and he was able to immediately jump back to life.”
Zhang Haiyang had witnessed Mo Fan's medical skills during the drill. He had also heard Fan Tianlei mention Wang Yan's ruptured ligaments, so he was very confident in Mo Fan.
"Dad, how do you know this isn't a blind cat meeting a dead mouse? Moreover, can those injuries compare to my illness?!”
Zhang Zilin questioned Zhang Haiyang loudly.
"Uhh…"
Zhang Haiyang did not know how to answer.
"Miss Zhang, please give me a chance. If I can't be cured, I won't be a soldier anymore.”
"Mo Fan, you!"
Zhang Haiyang did not expect Mo Fan to be so determined.
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