1781: C1781 Sick Beyond Cure

C1781 Sick Beyond Cure

Hence, Liu Tingyan immediately said to Liu Bohai, "Grandpa, this guy is just a rural doctor. He probably hasn't even entered the medical college. How can you let him treat grandpa?"

"Girl, what do you know? Little Jun inherited his grandfather's legacy. Their family's TCM is passed down from their ancestors. Many diseases can't be cured by Western medicine. TCM can be effective. "

" Grandfather, we can't use our great-grandfather's body for experiments. "

"Girl, why aren't you polite at all? Don't you know what your great-grandfather's current situation is?"

Liu Bohai said and talked about Wang Danian again, "Look, that Director Wang just now. He was only a few years younger than your grandfather. In the past, he was full of illnesses. He even refused to go out for a gathering. Look at him. Right now, his face is full of glory. It's all because of Little Jun's treatment. "

" I don't think so. This fellow really has such great ability. Will he still be a wild doctor in the countryside village? "

Liu Tingyan obviously looked down on Mao Xiaojun. This made Mao Xiaojun, who was sitting beside her, very embarrassed.

However, he could not refute it now.

After all, he did not know how old man Liu's condition was.

He could not boast that he could cure Old Man Liu's illness.

"Professor Liu, actually, I don't know much about old man Liu's condition. It's hard to say whether he can be cured or not. It's better to check on the old man after we arrive at your house."

Mao Xiaojun saw that Liu Bohai was arguing with his own granddaughter, so he said a few words.

"Okay."

After Liu Bohai replied to Mao Xiaojun, he said to his granddaughter, "Girl, look at how polite Little Jun is. He is not like you, who is rude and has a bad temper. It's really your parents who spoiled you since you were young. "

" Grandpa, don't mention my parents. They've been overseas for several years, and they only come back once or twice a year. "

Liu Bohai's family's business was very big, and they had been expanding overseas over the years.

His son and daughter-in-law had gone to the overseas branch company to manage, and they had only come back a few times a year.

Liu Tingyan, this girl, was only nineteen years old this year.

All these years, without the discipline of her parents, his grandfather had always spoiled her.

At this moment, it had long developed into the temper of the Eldest Miss.

"Your parents are doing this for the sake of our Liu Family. Let's not talk about this anymore. We'll be home soon."

Liu Bohai drove the car. After a few turns, he arrived at a high-end villa district located at the edge of the downtown area.

The car entered and stopped at the door of a villa at the back of the district. After that, they got out of the car.

"Brother Xiaojun, I'll have to trouble you to check on my father today."

Liu Bohai opened the door of the villa and did not forget to politely mention to Mao Xiaojun about checking and treating his father's illness.

"Professor Liu, don't worry. I will check on the old man later. If I have a way to treat him, I will definitely help treat him."

"Okay, okay! Thank you so much," Wang Yao said.

After that, Mao Xiaojun followed Liu Bohai into the villa.

Liu Tingyan, who was following behind the two of them, was very disdainful. In a while, he wanted to see how this stinky country bumpkin treated her grandfather.

At this moment, after Mao Xiaojun followed Liu Bohai into the villa, he was shocked by the renovation of the villa.

The decoration inside was especially exquisite.

It was not like Qiao Fengyi's villa, which was luxuriously decorated, nor was it as extravagant and grand as Shen Nanfu's villa.

The atmosphere in Liu Bohai's villa was especially rich in culture.

The surrounding walls were all custom-made porcelain tiles with various generations of famous paintings and calligraphy.

The place where they entered was also accompanied by various bronze, porcelain, and jade paintings. They looked vivid and lifelike.

It was as if they had entered a museum.

He did not expect Liu Bohai to renovate his own villa with such a cultural atmosphere.

After passing through a few small doors, Mao Xiaojun followed Liu Bohai to the door of a room in the basement.

"Dad, I'm back. I even brought a famous doctor to treat you."

Liu Bohai spoke in a Wu Yue dialect. He reckoned that their hometown was in Jiangnan Shao Xing's place.

"Well, come in."

After hearing a slight sound from inside, Liu Bohai pushed open the door and walked in.

"Brother Xiaojun, I will have to trouble you to check the old man later."

Mao Xiaojun nodded. "Yes, no problem."

Liu Tingyan followed him into the room.

In the room, there was a beautiful female nurse helping the old man tidy up the things in the room.

After Liu Bohai whispered a few words to the female nurse, the female nurse walked out of the room.

"Baby, where is the doctor you brought? Call him over, ___ said."

After seeing his son, the old man immediately called him over.

"Good, good. Dad, don't worry, I'll be right there. "

Mao Xiaojun found the conversation between the father and son a little funny.

A father and a child, and now there was actually such a family.

In fact, Liu Bohai was a filial son.

In the past, when his reputation was at its peak, he withdrew from the family, partly because of his father.

His father was seriously ill, so he had to take care of him often.

He was always busy outside helping others appraise antiques, calligraphy, and paintings. He had no time at all.

However, his father's illness had been treated for more than 30 years. It had never been completely cured.

Now, it was getting more and more serious.

The old man was only 78 years old. Several famous doctors said that he was already at the end of his rope, and there was not much time left.

Therefore, whenever Liu Bohai met a doctor who had some ability, he would invite them to his home to diagnose his father.

Even if the other party said that he was powerless, before he left, he would give a red packet of twenty thousand yuan.0

At this moment, he had already prepared Mao Xiaojun's red packet.

At this time, Mao Xiaojun had already walked to Old Man Liu's side and asked softly, "Old Man Liu, how do you feel uncomfortable now?"

He wanted to know a little about the old man's condition through chatting with him.

"I'm not feeling well anywhere. Recently, my eyes are getting old and I can't see too far away. I, Liu Tong, was a little famous back then!"

In fact, not only was Liu Tong's eyes not good, he was also feeling uncomfortable all over.

Furthermore, his mind was still a little dizzy. Many things in the past often appeared in front of him.

As for the things that had happened now, they would be forgotten in a short period of time.

This was what was known as the turning back for the better in medical terms.

"Yes, old man, I'll help you examine it carefully."

"Aiyo, thank you! Doctor, let my son have a cup of tea with you later. Thank you!"

In the past, when he was with his friends, he often drank tea and chatted about things.

So now, he said the same thing.

Standing beside her father, Liu Tingyan stared at him with disdain in her heart.

You country bumpkin, let's see how you pretend to be a turtle.

Her grandfather was already beyond cure.

These few days, his complexion seemed to have improved a bit, and his body was no longer in pain like before. This was clearly the last ray of light.

There was not much time left.

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