In five years, Xie Ziyuan might achieve even greater success and find a cure for the toxin.
"Old Master, please go to the capital as soon as possible!" With the patriarch's life at stake, even the Dean had to adopt a serious expression.
Grandpa Xie closed his eyes to rest, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with the two men's advice.
Wang Zhian couldn't help but frown, not understanding what Old Master Xie was so stubborn about.
His eyes flickered as he recalled the ecstatic look on Old Master Xie's face when he heard the news of Xie Li more than half a year ago. In all these years, he had never seen the old man laugh so heartily.
After that, Grandpa Xie's attitude towards Xie Ziyuan became much more indifferent.
Wang Zhian didn't understand. Was blood relation really that important? Old Master Xie was clearly not that kind of stubborn and inflexible person.
Could it be that even now, Old Master Xie still intends to pass on Huichuntang and the Xie family's traditional Chinese medicine to Xie Li? That kind of good-for-nothing will inevitably lead the Xie family to destruction sooner or later.
Only Xie Ziyuan is the hope of the Xie family, and also the hope for Old Master Xie to live.
Grandpa Xie's stubbornness is rather absurd.
Wang Zhian: "Grandpa, please don't let Miss Ziyuan's filial piety go to waste."
Grandpa Xie slowly opened his eyes, then his eyes suddenly lit up: "Is that Assistant Ye outside? Is Lili here?"
As the old man spoke, he became excited and tried to get out of bed.
However, he had been bedridden for a long time due to illness, and his bodily functions had deteriorated severely. He would stagger as soon as his feet touched the ground.
Doctors and nurses rushed forward to help him up, patting his chest as they did so.
After all, the old man has been ill for a long time and is frail, so he should not get emotional.
Ye Lanzhi, who had been waiting outside the door, hurriedly pushed the door open and entered upon hearing this: "Grandpa, please don't be agitated, it's Miss Ye."
The moment that title was uttered, Wang Zhian's pupils constricted sharply. Young Miss? What right did Xie Li have to be called Young Miss?
Before he could see anything clearly, his vision blurred, and when he looked again, he saw the excessively beautiful girl from the doorway standing in front of the hospital bed, pressing on Old Master Xie's wrist, saying, "Please move aside."
Several medical staff members exchanged hesitant glances. Given Grandpa Xie's current condition, he was at high risk of fainting, and they needed to use professional methods to help him get through it.
Wang Zhian's face darkened: "What are you doing? Pull them apart and help the old man catch his breath!"
Why is Xie Li running up there at a time like this to play the hero and join in the fun?
"Miss Xie Li, please move aside. Don't delay the doctor's treatment of the old man," Wang Zhian said calmly to Xie Li.
The doctor hesitated for a moment, then instructed the two nurses, "Pull Miss Xie Li away."
Xie Li: "???"
After hesitating for a moment, trusting the city doctor, she let go and stepped aside.
However, her mind was filled with many questions. Just over a month ago, when she used her divination skills, she saw that Grandpa Xie was fine, and her fortune also indicated that the old man would be alright.
However, upon examining his pulse, it was discovered that Old Master Xie's veins were already severely depleted.
As Xie Li pondered this, he looked up and saw the doctor using professional techniques to help Grandpa Xie breathe easier.
Xie Li hesitated for a moment, then said, "How about I do it?"
Although the doctor's technique was professional, it was too slow to take effect. Xie Li saw that the old man's lips had turned blue, so he could no longer care about anything else. He stepped forward and pushed the medical staff away. At the same time, his fingers quickly tapped several meridians on the old man's body, gently sending in his internal energy.
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