"I just got the news," the middle-aged woman said. "The people over there are already discussing. This is not going to be easy!"
"Yes, the old man is still alive. Even if they don't help, they won't hit him when he's down. If the old man can't hold on, it's hard to say!"
"Prepare actively. Where's Big Brother?"
The middle-aged woman asked. "He's still there. Some people are already impatient," the middle-aged woman said.
"Sigh, if he can hold on for one more month, even if it's only 20 days, things will be better." The middle-aged woman sighed and looked around the ward.
Right now, the old man was like a big tree to them. Although he was already riddled with holes and was about to fall, as long as he didn't fall, he would be a symbol and a deterrent. Once he fell, the monkeys would scatter. Even if their family didn't disappear, they would disappear into the crowd.
While the two of them were talking, the two of them almost ran over.
"Sirou, Qisheng, why are you here?" The two people were Guo Sirou and He Qisheng. They rushed all the way from Lianshan County.
"Third Uncle, Aunt, how is grandpa?"
"Still the same. There's no improvement. Zhenghe just went back," the middle-aged woman said.
"I asked for a dose of medicine for grandpa." Guo Sirou took out the Regather soup from Wang Yao.
"A dose of medicine? What kind of medicine?"
"Chinese medicine. When Zhenghe was hospitalized in Lianshan County, he was cured by the medicine prescribed by that person."
"Sirou, I understand how you feel, but your grandpa's condition is very critical now. It's not like before when he can't stand the torment." The middle-aged woman sighed slightly. She looked at her niece in front of her with gentle eyes.
"Secretary Guo, I think we can give it a try," He Qisheng said calmly.
"Qisheng?" The middle-aged man's eyes changed slightly. He was very clear about He Qisheng's character. It was reasonable for him to say something that didn't know the seriousness of the matter and even sounded a little ridiculous.
"But before we try, we can let the two masters test the medicine."
"Yes, we can let Master Li and Master Sun test the medicine," Guo Sirou said eagerly.
"Well, let's ask them to test the medicine first."
Late at night, a few people came out of the lounge.
In addition to Guo Sirou, He Qisheng, and the middle-aged man and woman, there were also two old men in their sixties who looked hale and hearty. On the table in front of them was a white porcelain bottle containing Wang Yao's Regather soup.
The two old men tested the medicine on their own bodies. After half an hour, they asked questions.
"Qisheng, who made this medicine?" The slightly thinner elder on the left asked.
"An unknown Chinese medicine practitioner."
"Where's the prescription?" the elder on the right asked.
"I don't know, but we provided Ginseng, Angelica, Ganoderma …" He Qisheng told him about the herbs he had provided.
"Martial Uncles, how is the effect of this medicine?" He Qisheng, who was standing at the side, asked.
"We've only tried it a little, but we can feel some effects. Old Chief, you can try it, but you can't take too much for the first time."
"Can you test the ingredients of this medicine?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Ha-ha, it's impossible to test all the ingredients of a Chinese medicine without knowing the prescription. We can afford to wait, but the old Chief can't. This medicine won't hurt people, so don't worry and take it," the slightly fat elder said with a smile.
"Okay, let's try it."
The old man lying on the hospital bed didn't take a large dose for the first time. It was only a small wine glass. After he took the medicine, there was no obvious change at first. However, the two old men didn't leave. They stayed there and checked his pulse every once in a while.
After an hour and a half, the slightly thin elder who checked his pulse got up and said, "His pulse has become stronger. This is a good sign."
"The monitoring equipment shows that all the vital signs have also improved," He Qisheng said.
"Give the old Chief some more."
Another small glass of medicine was given. This time, the effect was more obvious. The old man's fingers moved slightly.
"It's moving. Grandpa's hand is moving," Guo Sirou whispered.
These people, including the medical staff, didn't sleep for the whole night. They took the medicine several times. This time, half of the medicine was taken.
The next morning, when the sun shone into the ward, the old man lying on the bed opened his eyes and made a weak sound.
"Sirou?"
"Grandpa, Grandpa, you're awake!?" Guo Sirou cried tears of joy.
Everyone in the room was very surprised, especially the middle-aged man and woman. They let out a long sigh of relief.
"What a good medicine!" The skinny old man sighed.
"Yes, I really want to meet that person!"
"Qi Sheng."
"Uncle, what can I do for you?" He Qisheng asked very respectfully.
"Can you introduce the person who made the medicine to us?"
"I'm sorry, Uncle. Miss Guo has promised that person not to disturb his peaceful life. This is one of his requirements for making the medicine for us." He Qisheng was a little embarrassed.
"Oh, I think he's also a person who likes peace and quiet. Fine, but I'm curious. What other requirements did he make?" the elder asked with a smile.
"The other requirements are much simpler. He asked us to provide a few medicinal herbs. Also, the medicine is worth one million."
"It's worth it. Not to mention one million, it's worth even ten million," the slightly fat elder said.
"It's reasonable to say that a person who likes peace and quiet shouldn't be a person who loves money," the slightly thin elder said.
"I don't think he values money that much. When Zhenghe was poisoned that day, it was he who provided the medicine to get him out of danger. He didn't ask for a single cent. Miss gave him five hundred thousand, but he rejected it directly. He still asked us not to disturb his and his family's normal life, but in the end, he asked for a promise."
"Promise? What promise?"
"If he needs anything in the future, Miss has to help him as much as possible," He Qisheng said.
"Oh, this promise is not simple. Sirou is a woman's husband. Her words carry weight."
"Yes! This promise is not simple. "
Within two days, the medicine was finished. The old man's body had an obvious recovery. He had regained his consciousness and could speak a few simple words. This made the whole family very happy. The medical staff who had been treating him were very surprised.
However, under Guo Sirou's request, only a few people knew that he had taken a special medicine. It had to be kept a secret.
"Sirou."
"Grandpa Sun."
"Ah, if possible, ask for more medicine."
The two elders had been following and observing the patient. They also saw the obvious changes in the patient. The magic of the medicine made them gasp in amazement.
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