At first, Su Yang said that it could delay his illness, but now it has become a direct cure.
Zhuang Changyun thought he had misheard. He breathed a little faster and said, "Healed?"
"Yeah, healed."
"But Xiao Su, didn't you say before that you could only help me delay the symptoms?"
"Well, hehe, actually, I said that on purpose. I wasn't afraid you'd be too surprised, so I said it could only be delayed."
Hearing this, Zhuang Yong stepped forward quickly and asked, "Xiao Su, I have a question for you."
"I dare not, Uncle Zhuang, just say it directly."
"If I recover as you say now, then my dad..."
"Oh, I know what you want to say. I said eight or ten years before, right?"
Zhuang Yong nodded excitedly.
Su Yang smiled and said, "If he recovers, living another fifteen or twenty years won't be a problem."
"real?"
"Really? But it's too early for me to say this now. There's still a long time to go. The details will depend on Grandpa Zhuang's future life. If he's in good shape, he might live 20 years or even longer. If he's in bad shape, he can at least live another 15 years."
"Huh." After listening to Su Yang's words, Zhuang Yong was so excited that he couldn't speak.
His face was a little red because of excitement, and he kept taking deep breaths to adjust his mood.
Zhuang Changyun lying on the bed was not in much better condition. When he heard that he could live another ten or twenty years, he felt like he was reborn.
Although I haven't taken any medicine yet.
When several people were getting excited, Lao Liu walked quickly into the bedroom with a bowl and a pair of scissors.
Seeing this, Zhuang Mengli stood up and quickly took the scissors and cut a small notch in the bag. Then she took the bowl from Lao Liu's hand and poured all the medicine into it.
"Grandpa, the medicine is ready." Zhuang Mengli walked to the bedside with the medicine bowl.
Zhuang Yong reached out and supported Zhuang Changyun's back, helping him up and leaning him against the head of the bed.
Looking at the medicine in Zhuang Mengli's hand, Zhuang Yong's heart beat uncontrollably and violently. He felt that he had never been so excited and nervous in his life.
"Mengmeng, let me do it." Zhuang Yong took a deep breath and took the bowl of medicine from Zhuang Mengli's hand.
Holding the bowl of medicine that could save his father's life, he suddenly felt a little uncertain.
He turned to look at Su Yang, who was standing calmly beside him, and asked, "Xiao Su, you..."
Su Yang knew what the other party wanted to say, but he didn't say anything. He just smiled and gave Zhuang Yong a reassuring look.
Seeing this look, Zhuang Yong stopped hesitating. He turned around, supported Zhuang Changyun with one hand, and held the bowl with the other, saying, "Dad, drink the medicine."
"Okay!" Although Zhuang Changyun didn't know Su Yang, after Su Yang took his pulse, he no longer had any doubts about this matter.
Looking at the medicine being handed to him, he wanted to reach out and take it himself, but his hands were too weak to lift them.
"Dad, I'm going to feed you, please stop moving."
"Okay." Zhuang Changyun agreed and opened his mouth to drink the whole bowl of medicine in one breath.
At this time, Zhuang Mengli, Guan Tianya and Lao Liu, who were standing by the bed, did not say anything. They just watched Zhuang Changyun's reaction quietly.
After drinking the medicine, Zhuang Changyun exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked at Su Yang and asked, "Xiao Su, you just said that after drinking this medicine, my body will feel very hot, right?"
"Yes, and there will be a reaction soon."
"So soon?"
As soon as Zhuang Changyun finished speaking, he suddenly felt his stomach becoming very hot.
The Chinese medicine he drank surged in his stomach like hot molten lava.
"Hiss!" Zhuang Changyun couldn't help but let out a painful sound.
"What's wrong, Dad? Are you okay?"
Zhuang Changyun gritted his teeth, shook his head, and squeezed out two words: "It's okay!"
Then he lowered his head and endured the pain in his body. After all, he had been a soldier for decades and his willpower and endurance were very strong.
Everyone held their breath and stared at Zhuang Changyun, except Su Yang who had no reaction.
"Grandpa Zhuang, hold on, you'll be fine after these ten minutes." Su Yang said slowly.
In just a few breaths, beads of sweat had already appeared on Zhuang Changyun's forehead.
He didn't want to show his painful side in front of everyone, so he kept his head down.
"Su Yang... didn't you say it was just the heat? Why does my grandpa look so painful?" Zhuang Mengli asked anxiously.
Su Yang said calmly: "I just said very, so it is definitely not an ordinary degree of heat."
Zhuang Mengli was speechless after hearing this. She sat on the edge of the bed and nervously observed Zhuang Changyun's reaction.
At this moment, Zhuang Changyun's body felt like a volcano erupting, especially in his stomach. Not only did he feel a strong burning sensation, but he also felt a little acid reflux and wanted to vomit. His chest also felt painful and he felt very anxious.
However, no matter how much pain he felt inside his body, he made no sound except for the groan when these symptoms suddenly appeared just now.
Seeing this, Su Yang nodded inwardly and praised: "As expected of a former soldier, his ability to endure is truly unmatched by ordinary people."
…
After an unknown amount of time, a drop of sweat fell from the tip of Zhuang Changyun's nose onto the bed. Zhuang Mengli hurriedly picked up a tissue and wanted to wipe it for him.
But Su Yang immediately stopped him and said, "Don't move!"
"Huh? W-what?"
"These are the most critical two minutes. No one should touch him."
"Ohhh...Okay."
Su Yang didn't let anyone wipe the sweat off his face, so Zhuang Changyun just kept his head down and lay motionless, with drops of sweat falling onto the quilt.
These short ten minutes felt like a lifetime to Zhuang Changyun.
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