"I mean, if my grandpa is in good health and can perform acupuncture smoothly, he may be able to extend your life."
"But with his current physical condition, he may not be able to complete one acupuncture treatment."
"If you simply rely on medicine, you..."
Old Rosen knew what he said next, and he was tired of hearing it.
"Then Dr. Guo should have obtained the true biography of your grandfather. Can't you do the acupuncture for me?"
Guo Xinyi smiled bitterly: "Sorry, my current abilities are limited."
"If you ask me to treat back pain or cervical spondylosis, I can do acupuncture, but if it's to treat brain cancer, I'm afraid my skills are not good enough."
"I can now prescribe you a pair of Chinese medicine to see if it can relieve your pain."
"And the paralysis of your arms and legs. Let's see if it can be alleviated."
With that said, Guo Xinyi began to write the prescription.
Locke wanted to say something else, but Old Rosen stopped him.
"Okay, thank you first, Dr. Guo."
Guo Xinyi also breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, these two foreigners were more reasonable and did not make a fuss or deliberately make things difficult.
So, after handing over the prescription, Guo Xinyi stopped the two of them: "Mr. maybe you can find other powerful old Chinese doctors."
But he also knew in his heart that it was hard to find a reliable old Chinese medicine doctor.
Especially his grandfather's generation, many of whom were persecuted in special eras, so that their inheritance was cut off.
Some people even no longer want to practice medicine because they have been hit so hard.
Speaking of which, his grandfather is already relatively lucky.
But despite this, he still suffered from the root cause of his illness due to that special era.
Locke took the prescription and took the medicine, carefully inquired about the method of decoction and taking the traditional Chinese medicine, and then left the hospital with old Rosen.
"Boss, how about we wait here for Guo Xinyi, and after he gets off work, I will find a way to persuade him?"
This medicine may not be of great use.
When I came to China, my boss also tried some prescriptions prescribed by old Chinese doctors, but the effects were not obvious.
But inexplicably, the two of them felt that the old Chinese medicine doctor from the Guo family must have a solution.
Old Rosen shook his head, his eagle eyes looked very scary: "He will not agree."
How could the life of a stranger, a foreigner, be more important than his own grandfather?
"If it doesn't work, I'll invite people to my home!"
Locke proposed.
Of course, this request is not very polite.
They had already been polite, but it was Guo Xinyi who didn't know what to do.
So, they are now going to use other methods.
"Please come to your home?"
Old Rosen raised his eyebrows: "If you want to invite me, it's best to invite the little ones too."
"Presumably, only the old ones are invited, and they are not so obedient."
"I heard that Guo Xinyi is the only descendant of Dr. Guo, and he has been carefully trained since childhood."
When Locke heard this, he felt that what his boss said made sense.
If the old man doesn't agree, then let him see his good grandson.
Presumably, grandpa is willing to do anything for his grandson.
"However, before that, if it can be resolved peacefully, then it should be resolved peacefully."
"Didn't some people in ancient China pay three visits to thatched cottage?"
"Let's also go and visit Guo Lu."
Locke had no objection.
"While Guo Xinyi hasn't gotten off work yet, let's go to the door first."
Old Rosen felt that Dr. Guo, who has been practicing medicine for many years, might understand better what a doctor's kindness is.
Therefore, he has no selfish motives and is more likely to agree to his request.