"Old man, you should go to the hospital for a check-up."

"My acupuncture today can only alleviate your symptoms, but it can't completely cure them!"

Liu Xiaojun was not so optimistic. The old man's expression just now was obviously not right. He must be aware of his own condition.

I am telling you this now because I definitely don’t want to make you worry.

"Brother Jun, what do you mean by that? Could it be that I'm really sick?"

When the soldier heard that Liu Xiaojun seemed to have something else to say, he immediately asked nervously.

"Oh, don't listen to your brother Jun and get nervous. With his half-baked medical skills, what can he really know?"

When Uncle Cao heard this, his face turned red and he immediately retorted.

Then, he gave Liu Xiaojun a suggestive look.

Liu Xiaojun caught Uncle Cao's gaze and knew that he didn't want to say this in front of so many people, so he said helplessly.

"Okay, just think of it as me being nervous for no reason, okay?"

"Brother Jun, you're a doctor, you can't talk nonsense to us! As soon as you said that, I couldn't breathe anymore."

When the soldier heard what Liu Xiaojun said, he immediately relaxed a little.

After a while, after all the fitters left, Liu Xiaojun and Uncle Cao found a meeting room to stay alone.

Liu Xiaojun quite likes this old man and doesn't want him to die.

So, he wanted to have a good communication with Uncle Cao about his illness.

It would be great if I could convince the old man to follow me for treatment.

In a small meeting room that could only seat four people, Liu Xiaojun and Uncle Cao sat opposite each other.

Liu Huizhen knew that the two had something to talk about privately, so she made them a cup of tea and brought it into the meeting room, then immediately left.

Liu Xiaojun said lightly after taking a sip of tea.

"Your illness has been going on for quite a while now."