Chapter 275: Incurable

He Qinghua nodded with a gloomy look, "Is there really no way?" Although he already knew the result, he really didn't give up, so he traveled thousands of miles to the mainland to invite Ling Yao.

"Sir He's recent condition is very bad, he often vomits blood, and now he is in the late stage of lung cancer. I can't do

anything." Doctor Huo shook his head helplessly. He also wanted to save Sir He, but with the current level of medical technology, it is impossible to save Sir He. Doctor Huo picked up his medicine box, "You stay with Sir He more, call me if you have anything."

He Qinghua nodded, "Thank you, Doctor Huo! I'll take you out."

"No, you stay with Sir He." Doctor Huo shook his head and walked out of the room.

He Qinghua sat down on the chair beside the bed. He reached out to help Grandpa He tuck the quilt up.

Grandpa He's eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his eyes. Seeing He Qinghua, he forced a weak smile, "You're back..." He knew that his son was very worried about his illness, and he went to the mainland this time just to find a doctor for him. But he knew his body was not going to last much longer.

But fortunately, his son was very good, so he could rest assured even if he left.

He Qinghua nodded, suppressing the sourness in his nose, "Dad! I hired a doctor for you. She will come to treat you tomorrow. Your illness will definitely be cured."

"Okay..." Old Man He nodded with a smile, "You just came back... Go back and rest..."

"I'm not tired. I'll talk to you for a while. By the way, this is the medicine that Doctor Huo just prescribed for you. He said you can take it when you wake up. Let me help you get up and take the medicine." He Qinghua pointed to the medicine on the bedside table, stood up, carefully helped Old Man He up, and then put a pillow behind his back so that he could lean on it comfortably.

After doing all this, He Qinghua picked up the cup on the bedside table and saw that there was half a cup of cold boiled water in it. He picked up the kettle beside him and added some hot water.

Feeling that the water temperature was about right, he picked up the medicine, "Dad! I'll feed you the medicine."

"I don't want to take medicine... I feel uncomfortable when I take medicine..." Grandpa He shook his head and said in resistance. Since he got sick, he has been taking medicine every day. Now he wants to vomit when he sees the medicine.

"How can your body get better without taking medicine? How about this, I crush the medicine and put it in a spoon, and then feed it to you?" He Qinghua coaxed softly.

"Don't... vomit..." Grandpa He couldn't help vomiting.

Seeing this, He Qinghua quickly put down the medicine and the cup in his hand, stepped forward to support Grandpa He, "No more, no more, let me help you lie down." What should I do if my father is so resistant to medicine?

Even if Ling Yao is a high-level doctor, he still needs his father to cooperate with the treatment.

The next morning, Ling Yao had just finished breakfast when He Qinghua arrived.

Seeing the dark circles under He Qinghua's eyes, Ling Yao knew that he did not sleep well last night. She said something to Lu Qingyun and followed He Qinghua to the He family.

"Miss Ling! My father's condition is not optimistic now. The doctor who treated him before said that he may only have one month to live, and my father is now refusing to take medicine." He Qinghua's eyes were full of red bloodshot and his face was full of fatigue.

Ling Yao nodded, "I understand, don't worry, I have a way to treat your father."

"Then thank you for your help!" Although he didn't have much hope for Ling Yao, even a glimmer of hope would be good. If his father could live a few more months or days, he would be satisfied. After all, he knew very well that his father had a terminal illness.

He Qinghua suddenly remembered something, turned to look at Ling Yao, and said, "By the way, I have banned Lan Nian, and you won't see her in the film and television industry in the future." He had already found out the matter early this morning, and he also knew what Lan Nian said to Ling Yao. He would never let that kind of person enter the entertainment industry again.

"Yeah." Ling Yao nodded slightly. She was not surprised by He Qinghua's actions. After all, with He Qinghua's status and influence, it is not difficult to ban a small star.

However, artists with the character of Lan Nian are indeed not suitable for the entertainment industry. In the entertainment industry, talent is important, but character and morality are more important. Only in this way can you always win the love and respect of the audience. Just

like the Four Heavenly Kings of Hong Kong, even if they are middle-aged, they are still loved and respected by the audience in Hong Kong and the mainland. Whenever they hold a concert, it is almost always sold out.

The car slowly drove into a manor, where the environment is quiet, with green trees and fresh air. In the distance there is a golf course, a swimming pool, and a large green lawn.

The car slowly stopped in front of a three-story villa.

As soon as the car stopped, someone came forward to open the door for Ling Yao.

Ling Yao got out of the car and walked into the villa under the guidance of He Qinghua.

The decoration inside the villa is very stylish, full of artistic atmosphere and cultural heritage.

A set of exquisite mahogany furniture is placed in the hall, exuding a faint wood fragrance. Various antiques and porcelains are displayed on the display shelves. These precious items not only show the owner's love for history and culture, but also add a sense of elegance and taste to the entire villa.

Passing through the spacious living room, you come to the staircase.

He Qinghua made an inviting gesture to Ling Yao, "Miss Ling, my father's room is on the second floor, please follow me."

"Okay!" Ling Yao nodded slightly and followed He Qinghua to the second floor.

He Qinghua stopped in front of Mr. He's room, raised his hand and knocked on the door gently, then pushed the door and walked in.

Mother Wu was in the room tidying up the sheets that were soiled by Mr. He yesterday. When she saw He Qinghua leading Ling Yao in, she was slightly stunned, "Young Master! Didn't you go to ask for a doctor?" Could this lady be the young master's girlfriend? "

She is the doctor I asked." He Qinghua took Ling Yao to the bed.

Mother Wu's face was full of surprise. Isn't the doctor asked by the young master too young?

Although she had many doubts in her heart, she knew that she was just a servant, so she didn't ask too many questions.

Picking up the dirty sheets on the ground, Mother Wu left the room.

As soon as she reached the stairs, she met Doctor Huo who was carrying a medicine box, "Good morning, Doctor Huo!"

"Good morning, Mother Wu! Did Sir He vomit blood last night?" Doctor Huo asked.

Mother Wu nodded, "The old man vomited blood twice last night. Today, the young master brought a doctor here, and he is treating the old man now."

Doctor Huo nodded slightly, "I'll go take a look." He knew that He Qinghua went to the mainland this time to find a doctor for Sir He, but he was destined to be in vain. Their Huo family is a century-old medical family, and even he couldn't be cured, so how could a doctor from the mainland possibly be able to cure him?