What did a person look like when they were about to die of old age?
Quite a number of people had never seen it before.
What did a big shot look like when they were about to die of old age?
Most people had never seen it before. They couldn't even imagine it. They had only seen it once or twice on the news.
Actually, it was almost the same.
Lying on the bed, breathing weakly, surrounded by relatives.
The doctors had tried their best, but they were not gods.
There was an old man in such a situation now.
"Grandpa." The corners of Guo Sirou's eyes were filled with tears.
"Sirou, don't cry." The old man's voice was very soft, just like his life at this moment. A gust of wind could take it away.
"I've invited Doctor Wang. He'll be here soon."
"He's not a god." The old man sighed.
Then, he looked around and saw that the room was full of people. His children and grandchildren were all here.
In this life, he had grasped enough power. He had never cared about money. What made him happiest was his family. Four generations living under the same roof. However, what worried him the most was his children and grandchildren. He was a big tree that could shelter them from the wind and rain. Once he fell, they would have to face the wind and rain outside alone.
Sigh, he was really worried!
He sighed, but what could he do?
His gaze was already starting to lose focus.
He saw his mother, saw the smoke-filled battlefield, saw his comrades who had sacrificed themselves, and saw the crowd who welcomed them …
He was going to leave. The rest was up to them.
Dad,
Grandpa,
He could still hear the cries of his family.
Goodbye,
The old man closed his eyes, and the hand that was holding his granddaughter also fell.
Grandpa,
Dad!
Everyone rushed to the front of the bed. They cried and shouted, hoping to make the old man stay.
Crying?
Wang Yao came out of the door and saw everything in front of him.
The old man on the sickbed had already closed his eyes. The flame of life had already been extinguished.
"It seems that I'm a step late," Wang Yao said to himself when he saw the situation.
"Doctor Wang, you're here. Quick, take a look. Can my grandfather still be saved?" As soon as she saw Wang Yao come in, Guo Sirou was like a drowning person who had grabbed onto a life-saving straw.
All eyes in the room fell on Wang Yao. Most of them had never seen this young man before, but they had heard of his name and deeds. Thus, they made way for him, hoping that this young man could create another miracle.
Wang Yao came to the window and reached out to check his pulse.
The old man's heart had already stopped beating.
Sorry!
Wang Yao got up and said after diagnosing.
"Why don't you look again?"
"His heart has already stopped beating. There's nothing I can do," Wang Yao said.
"My condolences."
He had also thought about trying out the "Prolongation Pill" to see if it would have any miraculous effects. And then?
Guo Sirou sat down on the ground and cried. The person who loved her the most in the world had passed away.
The entire room was filled with the sound of crying.
Please restrain your grief.
Wang Yao silently walked out of the room.
"Brother Wang." Just as he walked out of the door, a voice came from behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Guo Zhenghe. There were tears in the corners of his eyes.
"What's the matter, Mr. Guo?"
"Thank you," Guo Zhenghe said sincerely.
"I didn't help at all." Wang Yao was a little apologetic. In fact, he could have given it a try.
"No, you came to help us," Guo Zhenghe said.
After a few simple words, Guo Zhenghe went in. After all, the death of his grandfather was a big deal.
After Wang Yao went out, Chen Ying was waiting in the car.
"So soon?" Seeing that he came out so quickly, she was a little curious. At the same time, she had a bad feeling.
"The old man has passed away. I can't do anything," Wang Yao said.
Chen Ying was silent for a moment. Then, she started the car and left.
"His old man passed away?"
"Yes."
"I didn't expect him to pass away before me. Ah, after arguing for decades, it's time to send him off!"
That afternoon, it started to rain. Not sure if it was a coincidence or some other reason, the rain was quite heavy.
"It's raining."
Wang Yao stayed in the small courtyard. He sat on a wooden stool, tasted fragrant tea, and looked at the sky.
"Are you still thinking about the old man?" Chen Ying pulled a stool over and sat beside him.
"It's not just him," Wang Yao said.
"When will his funeral be held?"
"I don't know. This is no longer just a matter of the Guo family. After all, the old man's identity is there."
Politics and such things were indeed very complicated!
The rain stopped in the middle of the night.
The next morning, Wang Yao went to the Su family again. This time, in addition to using the Muscle Revitalization powder, he also brought another medicine — the Blood Deblocking powder.
A new medicine?
Song Ruiping also noticed it.
"This is another medicine I made. If taken orally, it can dredge the channels and collaterals."
In terms of the dosage of the medicine, he could reduce a lot because Su Xiaoxue's situation was different from Zhou Wukang's. Although Zhou Wukang was a child and his body was very weak, his body recovered very quickly after treatment. When a child was growing, all aspects of his body were full of vitality like the rising sun. However, Su Xiaoxue was different. Her illness had almost dragged down her body. Although there had been a lot of improvement after a short period of treatment, she still couldn't fully support the slightly overbearing efficacy of the Blood Deblocking powder.
Even if it was a very small amount, Wang Yao was very careful. He sat in front of the bed and checked her pulse from time to time to observe the situation after taking the medicine.
Hmm?
Su Xiaoxue snorted.
At this time, she didn't know how many hot currents were constantly rushing back and forth in her body. She was very uncomfortable.
Is such a small dosage a bit too much? Wang Yao thought.
It seems that I have to take it slowly.
After waiting for more than an hour, Song Ruiping asked, "How is it, Dr. Wang?"
"It's okay. I'll bring this medicine the next time I come." Wang Yao put away the Blood Deblocking powder.
Although the medicine had the effect of strengthening the muscles and collaterals, the effect was a bit strong. If it was not controlled well, it could have a bad effect.
"Okay."
After confirming that the situation in Su Xiaoxue's body was stable, Wang Yao was relieved.
"Okay, today's treatment will end here."
"Hey, do you want to have lunch here?" Song Ruiping asked.
"No, thank you."
After returning to the small courtyard, Wang Yao immediately went into the room to record the medicine he gave Su Xiaoxue that day.
The Blood Deblocking powder was definitely useful, but the dosage must be controlled.
The medicine provided by the system also needs to be used according to the symptoms.
Wang Yao was thinking as he recorded. The sound of cooking came from the kitchen outside, and there was also a tempting smell.
After cooking, Chen Ying did not disturb Wang Yao. She waited outside until the sky darkened. At this time, it was already after the summer solstice. Since then, the days gradually became shorter and the nights gradually became longer.
After waiting for a while, the dishes were about to get cold. Chen Ying called Wang Yao in his room.
"Okay, thank you."
Chen Ying was cooking Shandong cuisine, but the taste was a bit lighter. It was not as fresh and salty.
The next day, Wang Yao went to Su Xiaoxue's house. When he saw Su Xiaoxue, he also learned about the day of the old Master Guo's funeral. At his position, some people had to go to see him off. This was already an unwritten rule.
"Is Dr. Wang going too?" Song Ruiping asked.
This kind of farewell was not something that just anyone wanted to go.
"Yes, I'll go."
"Okay, I'll arrange it now," Song Ruiping said.
"Do you still need to arrange it?"
"Of course."
That day, Wang Yao did not give Su Xiaoxue any medicine. Instead, he mainly followed and observed the changes in her body. He planned to use the medicine the next day.
"Did someone treat her after I left yesterday?" While checking her pulse, Wang Yao vaguely found something strange.
"Yes, Dr. Chen came and gave Xiaoxue acupuncture." Song Ruiping did not hide this matter. She was afraid that there would be a problem.
"Okay," Wang Yao said.
No wonder her condition improved faster than he thought overnight. It was probably the combination of the medicine and acupuncture. One plus one was greater than two.
"Dr. Wang, is there anything wrong with asking someone to give you acupuncture?"
"No, on the contrary, acupuncture and my medicine complement each other. It is beneficial."
"Oh, that's good." Song Ruiping was relieved.
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