Chapter 888 You mean... I can still be saved
"Can't we go tomorrow?" Zhou Suihuai glanced at the time. "It's so late, what are we going to see?"
Zhou Guotao also felt it was too late.
But Mr. Qin doesn't think it's too late.
Before they could even take a step, the Qin family had already opened the door of the villa.
The elderly butler stood at the door, smiling at them kindly.
Zhou Guotao didn't rush to move. He first called Qin Yingwu, but the phone was turned off.
Zhou Guotao was completely speechless. There was an elderly person at home, and he was about to pass away. What did it mean if he didn't turn on the phone?
Zhou Guotao was very cautious and called Qin Yingwu's secretary.
Zhou Suihuai took the opportunity to pull Bian Zhi's sleeve.
Bian Zhi looked over.
"His illness can't be cured. Don't stress yourself," Zhou Suihuai said softly, as if explaining, "We've seen famous doctors all over the country, including Chinese medicine, but they all said it won't work. So, just do your best. If it doesn't work, don't worry. It's just a matter of course, okay?"
The lights in the yard were still on in the early morning, and Zhou Suihuai's eyes and eyebrows became extremely clear as the man leaned forward.
Bian Zhi looked at him slightly absentmindedly.
If Zhou Suihuai still remembered, he might have said the same words to himself.
He had clearly said that he was not Zhou Suihuai, but he was obviously.
When she made up her mind to move away, her old habitual expression would show up, making her unable to tell whether the person in front of her was serious about drawing a line between them or not.
She was like a kite in the sky. If he loosened her grip, she would fly farther away. If he tightened his grip, she would be reluctant to leave.
"Okay, let's go." Zhou Guotao finished the call.
Bian Zhi nodded, withdrew his gaze, and followed Zhou Guotao.
Zhou Suihuai also wanted to follow, but before he could enter, Yuan Yining pulled him to the door and said, "Why are you making so much noise? Don't wake people up. Wait at the door."
It was windy at night.
The door that was not closed let in the cold wind and slowly closed. Before Bian Zhi entered the living room, she turned her head and took a look. Zhou Suihuai was holding the door with one hand and smiling at her with his big white teeth.
He opened his mouth and said to her, "Don't worry, go and see. I'll be waiting for you at the door."
Bian Zhi nodded, withdrew his gaze, and followed Zhou Guotao into the living room.
In addition to the butler, there were two other people standing in the living room.
One is Qin Chuli who has not slept yet.
One is Mr. Qin.
He was sitting in a wheelchair with an English-style blanket covering his knees, and before he could speak, his heavy breathing could be heard.
But even though he was not feeling well, Mr. Qin was still dressed appropriately. When he saw Bian Zhi, he smiled, and the wrinkles on his face gathered together.
He was very thin, but his eyes were still bright even though he was tortured by illness.
He raised his hand and the butler went to prepare tea.
Zhou Guotao brought Bian Zhi to him and said, "This is the wife of my good-for-nothing kid." Zhou Guotao glanced at Bian Zhi and said, "Call her Grandpa Qin."
Bian Zhi: "Grandpa Qin."
Old Master Qin smiled and motioned them to sit down. When he raised his hand, his breathing became heavier. Even without a stethoscope, one could feel that the air in his lungs was being squeezed thin, and Old Master Qin's face turned ashen.
"Girl, thank you for coming here so late."
Bian Zhi smiled, took out a pulse pillow from the medicine box, and put Mr. Qin's hand on it.
Time passes by every second.
Bian Zhi took the pulse for a long time this time, so long that Zhou Guotao and Yuan Yining looked at each other uneasily for several times.
They were unsure and worried that Bian Zhi was under a lot of pressure.
Zhou Guotao was just about to say something, ready to take Bian Zhi away from this depressing atmosphere, but just as he was about to open his mouth, Old Man Qin raised his hand and stopped Zhou Guotao.
A few minutes later.
Bian Zhi raised his eyes and signaled Mr. Qin to change his hand.
Twenty minutes have passed since we got here.
Yuan Yining secretly pinched Zhou Guotao hard and looked at him reproachfully.
Zhou Suihuai at the door was standing further and further inside in a disobedient manner.
Everyone was uneasy, except the doctor and the patient. One was calm and composed, while the other smiled indifferently.
Another twenty minutes passed.
It was one o'clock in the morning.
Yuan Yining couldn't stand it anymore and was about to speak when Bian Zhi withdrew his hand.
Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
The housekeeper shook off the cold sweat on his back and went to change the tea.
Mr. Qin didn't ask in a hurry. He pointed to the warm tea beside him and signaled the butler to serve it to the guest.
Bian Zhi took the tea and drank it quietly.
"Girl, in your opinion, how much time do I have left?" Old Master Qin finally asked the question he wanted to ask most.
Bian Zhi lowered his eyelashes. "Doctors treat patients, and patients must cooperate. How long you want to live depends on how well you can cooperate with my treatment."
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone was stunned, including Mr. Qin himself.
"you……"
"What did you say?"
"You mean... I can still be saved?"
Bian Zhi was quiet for a moment, then she said cautiously, "I'm willing to give it a try, but the treatment will take a long time, and you'll need to avoid certain foods."
This was the first genuine smile the old man had shown in the decades of suffering from illness.
"Haha, girl, even if you lied to me, I'm still happy."
"I can't eat braised pork anymore."
The smile on Mr. Qin's face froze slightly.
"You should give up sweet potatoes and candied taro."
Mr. Qin: “…”
"You can no longer eat nutritional supplements, including those made with eggs and dairy products."
The housekeeper at the side said, "Not at all? The old man is in poor health. If he doesn't supplement his nutrition, his body won't be able to bear it."
Bian Zhi: "Don't touch anything, including the IV drip you're on every day. You have to stop it."
As soon as these words came out, Zhou Guotao on the side immediately said, "Hey--" Zhou Guotao tugged at Bian Zhi's sleeve, "Girl, why are you talking nonsense?" Zhou Guotao immediately brought Bian Zhi to his side, while apologizing to Mr. Qin, "It's too late, the child is crazy, she must be too sleepy, so..."
Zhou Guotao immediately stood up with Bian Zhi, "Grandpa, I'll take him home first. I'm really sorry for the delay. You should have a good rest."
As he said this, he gave Yuan Yining a look. Yuan Yining understood and immediately grabbed Bian Zhi's other hand, one for each of them, wishing he could rush out of the Qin family with a knife.
It’s fine to stop making braised pork.
If the life-saving drip is stopped, Mr. Qin will probably say goodbye to this world this week, not to mention this winter.
After dragging the man out of the Qin family mansion and walking a long way, Zhou Guotao and Yuan Yining finally let go of Bian Zhi and took several deep breaths.
Bian Zhi looked at the two people with hunched backs and Zhou Suihuai who was catching up with them from a distance without changing his expression.
"Girl, you, you almost got into trouble, do you know?"
Bian Zhi: “Hmm?”
Yuan Yining: "How can you say there is a cure?"
Zhou Guotao: "Yes, Doctor, the whole nation says it's no longer viable. How can you, you little girl, speak so nonsense?"
Bian Zhi: “I don’t have any.”
Yuan Yining: "Girl, that's Old Master Qin. He has a very high status in the country. He has many disciples not only in the business world but also in the academic world. They are all top-notch experts in their fields. If he accidentally kills someone, his disciples will not let him go."
Zhou Guotao nodded. "Yes, his son is not filial, but his disciples all have extraordinary status. So, girl, let's not watch it."
Bian Zhi looked at the two anxious people in confusion, "But, if you don't want to see it, then why ask me to take your pulse?"
She took the pulse carefully.
Moreover, the situation is not completely irreversible.
"I, I just wanted you to go through the motions," Zhou Guotao regretted it deeply.
Yuan Yining held Bian Zhi's hand and said, "It's okay. Dad and I will handle this. You go back to sleep."
Yuan Yining turned around and lectured Zhou Guotao, "What's wrong with you? The child is young, and you are old and ignorant. Why did you take him there? You clearly know how strong that old man's desire to survive is. Now look, he will definitely come to your house again in the next few days."
Zhou Guotao and Yuan Yining walked towards their home. As they walked, they pulled Zhou Suihuai, who was running over, and turned to Yuan Yining and said, "I'll take care of it. Oh, what kind of thing is this?"
Bian Zhi stood where he was.
Looking at Zhou Guotao and Yuan Yining, one of them held one of Zhou Suihuai's hands and carried him back.
Zhou Suihuai stood in the middle and turned to the left. "She said it can be cured,"
No one paid any attention to him.
He turned to the right again and said, "Mom, didn't you hear? She said we could give it a try."
Zhou Guotao, "No, I'm going to have someone watch over the old man these few days and not let him get close to Bian Zhi."
Zhou Suihuai: "She said—"
Yuan Yining: "Well, I will pay attention too. Hey, it's the middle of the night and the children have no time to sleep."
Zhou Suihuai: "It can be cured... she said so."
Bian Zhi smiled and turned around to go home.
But before she could take a step, Bian Zhi saw Qin Chuli squatting on the Qin family's balcony, holding the railing with both hands, looking straight at her.
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