Just then, the door was pushed open, and four people walked in together.
Among the four people were a couple, a middle-aged woman, and a boy wearing white casual clothes.
"Dad, Mom, Auntie, you're here."
Zhou Qianjing quickly greeted them, then pointed to Ye Qiu and said, "This is my boyfriend, Ye Qiu. I brought him to see Grandpa."
"Boy friend?"
Mr. Zhou was startled and stared at Ye Qiu, scrutinizing him closely.
Zhou's mother and the other two were also watching intently.
The silence lasted for about twenty seconds before Zhou's father, Zhou Chaoxian, said, "We're in a hospital room, so I won't say anything else now. We'll talk when we go outside."
“Zhou Chaoxian, I’m warning you, if you lose my granddaughter’s husband, I’ll fight you to the death.”
The old man on the bed immediately shouted.
“Uh, this…” Zhou Chaoxian smiled wryly: “Dad, this is Qianjing’s life-long event, and we can’t be careless about it.”
“We can’t be careless, so I just tried it out and talked to him for a long time. This kid is definitely someone who can do great things. None of you can compare to him.”
The old man said.
Zhou Chaoxian was both amused and exasperated. What could they possibly learn from a casual chat? (www.Bǐqυgétν.net)
But he dared not say it.
"Dad, this is some porridge we made for you. It's good for your stomach, have some."
Zhou Qianjing's mother, Yuan Qing, stepped forward with a beaming smile.
"I won't eat, I won't eat. What's the point of nourishing my stomach? I can't eat." The old man immediately waved his hand.
"Don't give it to the old man yet," Ye Qiu said. "It's not too late to give it to him when he's better."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"What was that Ye thing again? What nonsense are you spouting?" Yuan Qing stared at Ye Qiu.
"This little guy's words are quite interesting. Is he drunk?" Zhou Qianjing's aunt, Zhang Yan, also stared coldly at Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu calmly said, "The old man's illness is indeed very serious, but it is not in a hopeless situation. It can still be saved. He should be able to live for another three to five years without any problem."
"You want to treat him? Are you better than everyone in this hospital?"
Yuan Qing sneered, her words tinged with sarcasm.
"Yes, I will treat him. I can cure him."
Ye Qiu was very serious.
Cured?
Zhou Chaoxian and the others couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Kid, you're talking nonsense! You're so arrogant and ignorant! Zhou Qianjing, where did you find this boyfriend?"
Zhou Chaoxian had a cold face and was very angry.
"I...I..."
Zhou Qianjing stammered.
Then, she hurriedly tugged at Ye Qiu and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense. My grandfather has late-stage stomach cancer, and it's incurable."
"I want to save the old man. It has nothing to do with you. It's just that I feel very compatible with him."
Ye Qiu said softly.
"Haha, good lad, you're studying medicine? Come here, tell me your treatment plan, let me hear if it makes sense. If it does, I'll trust you this time and let you treat me."
The old man laughed heartily.
"Dad, stop messing around."
Zhou Chaoxian became anxious.
"You don't know anything, get out of here." The old man glared at Zhou Chaoxian.
Zhou Chaoxian was both amused and exasperated; the old man wasn't giving him any face at all.
Ye Qiu then said to the old man, "Your illness has reached a critical stage, and you have one foot in the grave. To cure it completely, you need to use the Thirteen Heaven-Defying Needles. After the treatment, I will write a prescription for you to take back, get the medicine, and boil it. After taking the medicine for half a month, you should be able to be cured."
"Thirteen Heaven-Defying Needles?"
The old man's expression changed drastically.
"yes."
"Could you be a disciple of that person from Zulong Mountain?" The old man's eyes gleamed. "I once met a great figure who mentioned that to cure my illness, I needed the Thirteen Heaven-Defying Needles, but he refused to perform the procedure, saying that if I were to meet his disciple in the future, perhaps I could be saved. Could it be... you..."
Zulong Mountain?
Ye Qiu remembered the place name.
But Ye Qiu didn't know if he was the disciple of the person the old man was talking about. His current medical knowledge only suddenly appeared after seeing the old man critically ill.
"Grandpa, if you're willing to trust me this once, then let's give it a try," Ye Qiu said with a smile.
"Believe, you must believe," the old man said solemnly.
"Wait a minute," Zhou Chaoxian finally couldn't help but ask, "What will happen if we fail?"
"Even if it fails, it will greatly alleviate the old man's pain."
Ye Qiu said with absolute certainty.
"Alright, I'll trust you this once," Zhou Chaoxian said in a deep voice.
"Chaoxian, why are you joining in this nonsense?"
Zhang Yan frowned.
"Sister-in-law, didn't you see the old man's eyes were shining? Let him give it a try. Even if it doesn't work, he'll have peace of mind."
Zhou Chaoxian hesitated, as if he wanted to speak.
"All right."
Zhang Yan understood what Zhou Chaoxian meant.
"Then you should go and find the silver needles."
Ye Qiu said.
"I'll go find it."
Zhou Qianjing quickly left the ward.
Half an hour later, Zhou Qianjing returned with a box of silver needles.
After Ye Qiu took the silver needles, he said, "You all go out."
“No, we need to keep an eye on it,” Zhou Chaoxian said.
"Listen to Young Master Ye, all of you go out. What are you looking at?"
The old man glared.
Zhou Chaoxian was on the verge of tears, wondering who the hell was the real son.
But no matter how unwilling he was, Zhou Chaoxian had no choice but to obediently leave the ward first.
After Zhou Chaoxian and the others left, Ye Qiu immediately began the treatment.
The old man cooperated very well, took off his clothes, and sat on the bed.
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