"Master, this..." Yang Hong looked sideways at Yue Jianfei, with a look of grievance in his eyes.
At this moment, Feng Jiu'er and Xiao Yingtao seemed to understand their sister Hua's mood.
This kind of woman, even a look in her eyes is a show, she is a drama queen, she is really not likeable.
"In the past six months, there have been no fewer than dozens of people who said they could treat my father."
Yue Jianfei looked at Feng Jiu'er coldly, "You said it can be cured, what's your guarantee?"
"If it can't be cured, I won't charge a penny."
Feng Jiuer curled her lips slightly.
Now that she understands the old man's condition and knows that it can be cured, she will not leave easily no matter who it is for.
Feng Jiuer's eyes swept over Yue Jianfei and landed on Yang Hong again.
"Mr. Yue, according to what you said, the old man's illness has not improved for so long, right?"
"Then why do you trust this woman but are unwilling to give me a chance?"
Yang Hong's eyes widened, and his eyes suddenly flickered: "How do you know there's nothing I can do?
Didn’t I accompany the master to find a solution?"
"The old man's condition has been getting better, why do you say he hasn't gotten better at all?
Who sent you?
What kind of peace of mind do you have?"
"Young Master, who is this young lady?
How do I look at her, if she doesn’t really like how I look?”
Feng Jiuer raised an eyebrow and asked.
"This is the quack doctor my father brought back."
Yue Xingchen said disdainfully.
Yang Hong pursed her lips and couldn't say a word.
Her eyes wouldn't sparkle with tears, but she was not far away from shedding tears.
A doctor who saved lives and injured almost cried because of someone else's words. Feng Jiuer really questioned her medical skills.
However, Yue Jianfei doesn't look that stupid. If Yang Hong didn't have any skills, he wouldn't have been able to perform the play for the first half of the year.
"Xingchen, how did you speak?"
At least Yue Jianfei didn't completely ignore Yang Hong.
"Ms. Yang said that this treatment originally took half a year, but now there are only ten days left. Your grandfather will get better."
"Ten days, impossible!"
Before Yue Jianfei could speak again, Feng Jiuer interrupted in a deep voice.
Yue Xingchen didn't like Yang Hong to begin with, but now that he heard Feng Jiuer say this, he became angry.
"father."
He strode to Yue Jianfei and Yang Hong, "I have said before that this woman is a quack, why don't you believe it?"
"Look at her, besides crying, what else does she know?"
Yue Xingchen glanced at Yang Hong with a look of disgust on his face: "You pretend to be pitiful there every day, are you here to do something?"
"Stars!"
Yue Jianfei glared at Yue Xingchen and snorted coldly.
"father."
Not to be outdone, Yue Xingchen looked back at Yue Jianfei, who was at the same height as him, "Stop believing her words."
"Do you know, if she hadn't driven away all the doctors who came in, grandpa might have recovered a long time ago."
"See for yourself."
Yue Xingchen looked back at the bed and sighed, "Grandpa's condition has not improved at all."
"Ten days?"
He snorted coldly, turned around and looked directly at Yang Hong, "Does she think she is a god?
Whatever you want, you can do it?"
"Xingchen, if you speak rudely to Miss Yang again, I won't be polite!"
Yue Jianfei snorted coldly.
"Do you know that if Miss Yang hadn't been using her own blood as a medicine to treat your grandfather, your grandfather's condition would have been even worse."
"Miss Yang didn't look bad when she first came here. How has she become now because of your grandfather?"
Yue Jianfei's words surprised everyone present. Even Tang Xiaohua frowned, obviously not knowing about this.
She took two steps forward and took Feng Jiuer's little hand.
"Jiu'er is the doctor I brought back. She went to treat my father yesterday. I thought the effect was okay, so I brought her back."
"If the master says that Miss Yang can make the master recover in ten days, then we can wait for another ten days."
"mother."
Yue Xingchen looked back at Tang Xiaohua, frowning slightly, "Grandpa's condition has not improved at all."
“If it doesn’t get worse, does it mean it’s getting better?
I don’t believe it!”
"Xingchen, stop talking."
Tang Xiaohua met his gaze and shook his head in warning.
"Send Jiu'er and Little Cherry back. Everything depends on your father."
Feng Jiuer kept looking at Yang Hong, paying attention to any change in her expression.
When Yang Hong raised his eyes, he met Feng Jiu'er's gaze and immediately lowered his head and shifted his gaze.
The moment of eye contact made Feng Jiuer even more interested in Miss Yang.
"Ms. Yang is willing to use her own blood to make medicine. What is your relationship with the Yue family?
Or is it that the cost of treatment here is particularly high?”
"I don't."
Yang Hong shook his head violently, "I didn't charge a penny from the Yue family to treat the old man because I respect him."
"oh?"
Feng Jiu'er looked at her and raised her eyebrows, "I thought this kind of situation would only happen to save the one I love most."
"Right."
Feng Jiuer didn't give anyone a chance to speak and curled her lips slightly.
"Now that Miss Yang has thought of this method, she should know that the effect of heart blood will be better."
"I wonder if Ms. Yang would sacrifice her own efforts to treat Mr. Yue for the sake of Mr. Yue, whom she respects the most?"
"Heartache?"
Yue Xingchen frowned.
He didn't believe Yang Hong's words at all, and he didn't expect Feng Jiu'er to say such a thing.
"yes."
Feng Jiuer looked at Yue Xingchen and nodded lightly, "However, this is not suitable for everyone's blood."
"Since Miss Yang's blood can cure the old man, then using her heart's blood, the old man will definitely be cured."
"Based on my years of experience, if we want to cure the old man within ten days, we can only use Miss Yang's hard work."
"If it is not cured within ten days, it will be difficult for the old man to stand up in his lifetime."
"Miss Yang is willing to do anything for Mr. Yue. For him, you shouldn't be stingy with your hard work, right?"
"You are a miracle doctor, you should also know how to take your own heart blood without causing death, right?"
Without saying a word, Feng Jiuer took Tang Xiaohua's hand and looked back at Little Cherry.
"Let's go. With the miracle doctor Miss Yang here, I shouldn't need to intervene in the old man's illness."
Tang Xiaohua and Little Cherry looked at each other and walked out together with Feng Jiuer.
Yue Xingchen looked at Feng Jiuer's leaving figure with a blank look. He didn't chase after Feng Jiuer until Feng Jiuer left.
In the side room, the old man closed his eyes at some point and didn't say a word.
He ignored it, as if it had nothing to do with him.
