Everyone's hearts were raised following Song Yaoyao's words, and even their breathing couldn't help but relax a little.
"Treatment can be cured, but there is no way to cure it. At most, it can prolong the life span of ten or eight years."
"boom-"
Mr. Huo is fine, an old man beside him can't help but stand up.
"Ten years or eight years?" The old man rubbed his head, "It's hard to say whether we old fellows can live to that time!"
If it can really be extended, you don't have to suffer so much. Who doesn't want to try it
Mr. Shen's breathing was also a little unsteady, but Song Yaoyao was really too young, even though she had shown how smart she was before. But in this kind of thing, the convincing power is still not very strong.
"Yoyao, are we not joking about this kind of thing?"
Mr. Huo's expression turned serious. Although he dotes on Song Yaoyao, he doesn't want his favorite child to make fun of such matters related to the life and death of his old friend.
"Grandpa, I don't."
Song Yaoyao sniffed, "I've seen this kind of case... in medical books, and there are also successful cases."
I almost told my grandpa out.
Song Yaoyao sighed, she missed her grandfather a little bit.
"How to cure it?" Mr. Shen wanted to hear Song Yaoyao's opinion.
To be honest, Shen Jiaquan, a well-known doctor at home and abroad, has invited Mr. Shen to see him. But the effect was minimal, and now he didn't want to bother, so he chose a hospital at random, intending to resign himself to fate.
"Does Grandpa Shen know about acupuncture? Acupuncture is combined with traditional Chinese medicine decoction. If it works, you can see it within three days. If it doesn't work, then—"
"Song Yaoyao, what are you doing?"
Huo Yunque pinched the center of his eyebrows, walked in and picked her up to leave.
"Brother?! How did you come in~"
Song Yaoyao hugged his arm, was carried out and walked out, pouted and complained, "Brother, I haven't finished yet!"
Mr. Huo's eyes flashed, and he didn't stop him from sitting there.
The two old friends beside each other looked at each other, but didn't say anything.
Only Mr. Shen shook his head with a wry smile, and nodded to Mr. Huo vainly. After being friends for so many years, he still doesn't know this person
"Yunque, don't rush to leave, old man, I still want to live a few more years, can you let me listen to the children's opinions?"
"It's a good idea," Mr. Huo said in a spirited manner: "She is still young, but she can't afford that word."
"You're almost fine!" Old Master Shen rolled his eyes at him, then looked at Huo Yunque, "Why? Or do you not believe this little girl?"
Song Yaoyao pursed her mouth, and looked at Huo Yunque with aggrieved eyes.
Huo Yunque glanced at her indifferently, let go of Song Yaoyao, and turned around.
"Of course I believe it. It's just that my old man said just now that the little girl is young and ignorant. What is your status? It's okay to say if it's cured, what if it can't be cured—?"
Song Yaoyao understood, she bent her eyes, grabbed Huo Yunque's sleeve, with a full face of trust.
"laugh-"
Mr. Shen shook his head, "Your family is really the reincarnation of foxes! You are so smart! How is my old man's health? I don't know myself? It's just dying in the hospital. It's better to live two days earlier. Die early, it doesn't make any difference to me. I just want to know, girl, how sure are you?"
All eyes fell on Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and asked for Huo Yunque's opinion, "Brother?"
"Say it."