The old man's expression changed, and he hurriedly whispered to his wife: "Honey, please help me quickly."
The old lady quickly reached out and held Cheng Yu's other arm.
"Manager, I may need to borrow your massage room. Something seems wrong with Mr. Cheng."
"What's wrong? Did the conflict just now hurt you somewhere? Didn't you notice it just now?" The manager hurriedly turned around and led the way.
While the old man and the old lady helped Cheng Yu move forward, the old man explained: "It should have nothing to do with the conflict just now. Although Mr. Cheng's brain suffered a certain impact, this level of impact is an extremely mild concussion. It is normal.
It won't affect him. It may be that Mr. Cheng himself has some... I can't make a conclusion now. I have to let him lie down first, and then I can take his pulse to make sure."
Cheng Yu felt groggy at this moment. Although he could move forward slowly with the support of the two old men, his mind was a little confused and he felt that he could not fully control his limbs.
When we returned to the massage room, the manager asked again: "Is it too hot and causing heatstroke?"
The old man supported Cheng Yu and let him lie on the bed. He shook his head and said, "This is not a symptom of heat stroke. Don't worry, I will take his pulse and I will know everything."
The old lady moved a stool for the old man. After the old man sat on it, he gently rolled up his sleeves again. Even though the situation in front of him was urgent, the old man was still calm and composed, and the action of rolling up his sleeves seemed particularly harmonious.
Carefully flattening Cheng Yu's body, the old man lifted Cheng Yu's left arm and placed it on his thigh.
Then, he stretched out a finger and gently placed it on Cheng Yu's wrist.
About half a minute later, the old man's face changed slightly, he frowned, added a finger, and continued to feel the pulse with two fingers.
After another half minute, the old man let out a slight "eh", as if he was extremely confused about Cheng Yu's physical condition.
Therefore, he added another finger, already using three fingers to help Cheng Yu feel his pulse.
"Old man, what's wrong? You haven't used three fingers to check your pulse for many years." When the old lady saw it, she was also very surprised and couldn't help but ask.
"Mr. Cheng's pulse is really strange. I have to be more cautious. Ordinarily I shouldn't. This Mr. Cheng is very energetic and does not look like he is seriously ill at all..." The old man said softly.
He was talking to himself, but as the pulse reading lasted longer, his expression became more and more strange.
Finally, the old man put Cheng Yu's arm back on the massage table. He turned back, looked at the manager, and said, "Manager, please go get some ice cubes and a towel."
The manager left in a hurry, and the old man said to his wife: "Go and close the door, and you can go out too."
The old lady was puzzled, but she must follow the old man's words.
After being married for so many years, she had long known that the reason why the old man acted like this must be because of Cheng Yu's condition, which was not suitable for others to hear. This could only be a secret between the doctor and the patient.
The old lady walked out and closed the door carefully.
The old man sighed, and then said to Cheng Yu: "Mr. Cheng, you should be able to hear me now, right? But I feel so weak that I can't move, right?"
Of course Cheng Yu could hear it, but as the old man said, he seemed to have no strength at all and couldn't move at all.
He couldn't even nod, so he could only blink.
The old man sighed again and said: "Mr. Cheng, what kind of power allows you to go to Madai for vacation like a normal person even though you are suffering from such a serious disease as brain cancer? Do you have it?"
What wish must be fulfilled? With your current physical condition, I may not be able to survive even three days. But just now, you seemed to be a healthy person. This is really unreasonable. Except for the mental aspect
reasons, I can’t think of anything else that can support you.”
Cheng Yu has actually thought that this may be related to his brain cancer, but with the divine picking system, he now has more than twenty days to live, and he is still in the non-picking period, which is expected to be close to fifty days.
, it is absolutely impossible for anything to happen to him!
The old man also knew that Cheng Yu could not answer, so he added: "Your intracranial pressure is already very high. It may be that you had a conflict with those people just now. You fell to the ground and hit your head, which caused your cranial pressure."
The internal pressure has risen rapidly in a short period of time, compressing many nerves, so you can't move now. So, I will take emergency measures to help you release some intracranial pressure, but this process may be more painful."
Cheng Yu had no choice. Even if he wanted to object, he couldn't do it. He could only let the old man roll up his sleeves and stand in a horse stance again, preparing to help him release the intracranial pressure.
Cheng Yu now has more than 10,000 words in his mind. He just wants to find out the system and find out what's going on.
"System, system, get out of here! I still have so much time left to live, why can't I move now and my intracranial pressure is still rising?"
Cheng Yu yelled in his head, but he couldn't get out of the system at all.
"I'm almost dead from paralysis, why don't you come out?"
Still no voice answered him.
Cheng Yu had no choice but to click on the hidden navigation bar on the right side of the light screen in his mind, select the small speaker pattern, and click.
The pop-up dialog box showed that Cheng Yu only had a few minutes of conversation, and of course Cheng Yu chose to confirm without hesitation.
Then, he finally heard the mechanical and monotonous sound of the system.
"Host, how can I help you?"
"I'm a draftsman! Don't say it as if I'm here to beg you. I'm asking you, I still have more than twenty days to live, and I still have more than nineteen days of non-cutting time, why do I have a cranial head now?
The internal pressure will rise sharply and I won’t even be able to move? According to the old man who checked my pulse, it will be difficult for me to survive for three days! Doesn’t it mean that if I exchange my life time, you can protect me from death? "
Cheng Yu was really anxious now. He simply felt that someone had made a huge joke on him with this so-called divine system. Otherwise, if the divine system really existed, he would really redeem it.
Even if the brain cancer is not cured, it will not relapse if the life span is long, right?
The system acted very calmly. It just said slowly at a speed of one hundred and twenty words per minute: "The host just had a conflict with someone. This is a situation caused after the conflict and has nothing to do with the system."
"What do you mean it has nothing to do with the system? You have to protect me from death!"
"What the system can do is just to help the host control the brain tumor and prevent it from getting worse. It does not mean that the system will cure the disease for the host. Today's situation is caused by the host itself and has nothing to do with the system."
"It's none of your business! Do I still have a lot of life left? But now my intracranial pressure is so high that I'm about to die, and you still tell me that it's none of my business?
Aren't you supposed to ensure that I can live for at least forty more days? Besides, I still have more than a thousand points that I haven't redeemed yet, and I can still redeem them for many, many more lifespans!
You don't want to be such a rogue, right? I have a life span now, but I'm about to die. Does this violate your rules?
This is a bug!
Not only do you want to eliminate this bug, but you should also give me some points as a reward for discovering the bug, right?"
Not to mention, Cheng Yu's bombardment made the system go silent.
