Zi Tong just looked at his face, and her heart sank. She immediately stepped into the room and walked to the inner bedroom. She saw Zi Qiong half leaning on the pillow, and a palace maid was wiping his face.
The old man who was still in high spirits when he left half a year ago is now leaning on the pillow with a look of haggard and exhaustion on his face.
"A month ago, the head of the house accidentally caught a cold. He didn't pay attention to it at first, but then it got worse and worse. Later, he was struck by the cold again and became bedridden. We invited several famous doctors, but to no avail. In desperation,
I have to ask Mr. Lan to invite you back." Murong Dongli stood aside and whispered.
"Thank you, everyone." Zi Tong nodded lightly, and the man stepped forward, stretched out his fingers to hold Zi Qiong's wrist, and held it.
At this time, Zi Qiong, who had fallen asleep, had slowly opened his eyes, looking at the figure in front of him, his eyes gathered little by little, and then a surprise appeared, "Xiao Tong?"
"Grandpa." Zi Tong removed her fingers, "I'm back."
"Good to come back, good to come back." One corner of Zi Qiong's mouth twitched, and even his voice seemed a little unclear, but the smile on his face was full of joy. He stretched out his palm and shook it with some difficulty.
He grabbed her hand and said, "Grandpa is old and useless. From now on, you will have to take care of Beizhou by yourself."
Zi Tong just felt sad in her heart, and forced a smile on her lips, "Grandpa is talking nonsense, it's just an illness."
Zi Qiong smiled and said nothing, but her turbid eyes were filled with sadness.
He knew his body well, but this time, he couldn't even get out of bed after falling ill, and half of his body had no feeling. Naturally, this old man who had spent his life in the military was in a very gloomy mood.
He is also a doctor, and he knows best that this is a disease caused by wind evil in old age. He knows that if it gets more difficult this time, he will naturally not be in a good mood. He just saw the purple eyes, pretending to be proud, and refused to let his granddaughter see it.
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Purple-eyed Bingxue was smart and had already seen through his thoughts, and immediately smiled.
"Grandpa, don't worry too much. I can cure your disease."
Zi Qiong didn't believe her. She just thought Zi Tong was comforting her. She just forced a smile and changed the subject, "Why didn't Beichen come back with you?"
"He has something to do at home. He will be here in a few days."
Zi Tong stuffed his palms back into the quilt, and her eyes fell on Zi Qiong's face.
Based on her observations and speculations, Zi Qiong should have suffered a slight cerebral hemorrhage or cerebral thrombosis which would cause half of his body to become numb and weak. She blinked lightly, and Zi Qiong's head and face gradually turned transparent before her eyes.
Gazing through his flesh and skull, Zi Tong carefully observed the blood vessels in his skull and found no obvious traces of bleeding, but it was obvious that the flow of blood vessels was not very good, especially on the side of the neck.
There is obvious fat deposit in one blood vessel, which may be caused by atherosclerosis caused by high blood lipids. Fortunately, it is still in the early stages and is not serious.
Zi Qiong is now over seventy years old. In her world, the incidence rate of this disease is still very high at this age. Zi Qiong has been practicing martial arts since childhood and has a strong body. However, she only loves wine and meat, and her temper is sometimes irritable.
Some, this time, I am afraid that if I am unhappy after getting sick, if I continue not to listen to advice, my blood pressure will rise, causing an attack of the disease.
Knowing his condition well, Zi Tong feels much more relieved. From the current situation, it seems that Zi Qiong's condition is milder than she expected and easier to handle.